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On New Year's Eve, Chu Fengqing took medicine, which contained sleep-soothing medicine. He was groggy all day and couldn't wake up. Terrified enough, he stayed by his side and dared not leave.

Physician Li even came to see him once. After taking his pulse, he told Ji Yujin that he was fine, and he was relieved a little. The new prescription took effect very quickly. In addition, it took three days today, and all the symptoms of the epidemic were completely cleared up. It was fading, and the pulse gradually stabilized. Doctor Li stroked his goatee and showed his first smile after coming here.

In the evening, the servants below brought food, Ji Yujin saw that the food was rich today, so he asked.

The servant who delivered the food said with a happy face: "Your Excellency, you forget things. Today is New Year's Eve. Now this medicine has come out, and it will be cured soon. The chef in the kitchen said to fry a few more dishes. By the way This joy is over the past few days of bad luck."

Ji Yujin froze for a moment, curled up her fingers, it's New Year's Eve again.

He suppressed some emotions that wanted to break through the churning of memories, and recruited Zhao Li, "Pay some silver taels from my account to the brothers below for the New Year's Eve."

Zhao Li glanced at him worriedly, opened his mouth, but did not say a word in the end, cupped his hands and said, "Yes."

After Zhao Li left, he looked at the dishes on the table, didn't move his chopsticks, and poured the wine one after another. The wine was not so clear, it was a little cloudy, and when he raised his head to drink, the glass of wine drained to the bottom.

After drinking several cups in a row, the smell of alcohol stained his clothes unavoidably. He looked up at the sky, and the moon slowly climbed up. He got up and walked to the inner room.

Sitting next to the sleeping Chu Fengqing, he touched his face with his hand, and a trace of tenderness finally appeared in his black eyes.

Ji Yujin took out a piece of jade from his bosom. The carving of the jade was not very good, but the quality of the jade was top-notch, and it was soft to the touch.

The totem engraved on the jade pendant is not a common auspicious sign like a dragon or a unicorn, but a peculiar totem, like a dragon or a turtle.

When the flood was raging, many people posted the picture of this auspicious beast. Ji Yujin asked curiously, this is the god believed by the local people, and it is said that it can protect the sick from recovery, safety and health.

So he learned from the local craftsmen for a long time before he could carve such a piece that can be seen.

The jade pendant was not big, and it was woven with red string. Not wanting to disturb his lucid dream, Ji Yujin tied the red string around his wrist. Chu Fengqing's wrist was thin and slender, and his snow-white complexion matched the red string, which looked very good-looking.

Ji Yujin looked at his masterpiece and put his hand in the quilt.

This time, a few firecrackers suddenly sounded outside the house, and it turned out that there were still people celebrating New Year's Eve.

I don't know if it was caused by these firecrackers, the silent street suddenly became noisy, every house was lit up, and the crackling of firecrackers resounded in the air.

Ji Yujin calculated the time, and it turned out that it was the beginning of spring, and it was the beginning of spring.

This year, Lichun and New Year's Eve coincided on the same day, and the lifeless city finally gained a bit of popularity.

"Catch the spring!"

"Spring is here!"

Winter is coming to an end, spring can be expected, the mountains and rivers are safe, and the world is safe.

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Amidst the sound of firecrackers, Ji Yujin leaned down and kissed Chu Fengqing's lips, her voice was as clear as snow, but concealed an indescribable tenderness: "The end of the year is approaching, I will pay tribute to Dongsui. My little doctor, the old illness should be healed, and Chang'an is always safe."

He raised his eyes to look at the sky, the moon was bright and bright, unchanged from ancient times, as if it had washed away all the filth.

Just when he was about to get up, the hem of his clothes was suddenly grabbed, and Ji Yujin turned around, only to see Chu Fengqing's eyes were wide open, and he grabbed his hem with one hand.

He hurriedly sat down, smoothed his messy sleeping hair with his hands, and said with a smile, "Are you awake?"

Chu Fengqing blinked, obviously still a little awake, he looked outside, there was no candle in the inner room, it was pitch black, he was stunned for a moment, and asked: "What time is it now?"

Ji Yujin: "In another quarter of an hour, it will be Zishi."

Chu Fengqing frowned, he didn't expect to sleep for so long.

Ji Yujin: "I haven't eaten for a day, are you hungry? I'll get you porridge."

Afraid that Chu Fengqing would wake up suddenly, the porridge was kept warm in the kitchen.

Chu Fengqing was a little annoyed, he didn't expect that he had slept for so long, so he said softly, "Wait a minute."

As he said, he looked at the small box on the window sill. Ji Yujin didn't know why, but when he saw that he wanted to get out of bed, he stopped him, "I'll help you get what you want."

Chu Fengqing hesitated for a moment, then nodded, at this moment he saw the jade pendant on his wrist, and raised his hand curiously, "This is it?"

Ji Yujin followed his gaze, pursed her lips and said, "This is lucky money."

He fixed his eyes and said slowly: "Fu Qi is a new year, everything goes well."

Chu Fengqing touched it with his hands. The carving on it was not considered fine, but he looked like a novice at first glance. He instantly guessed the owner who carved this, "The carving is very good."

It's just that he doesn't know much about the objects carved on the head, Ji Yujin only said that they are auspicious objects.

Ji Yujin helped him bring the small box, but Chu Fengqing didn't take it, "It's for you, take it apart and have a look."

Ji Yujin glanced at him, opened the box, and there was something like a book in the box. Ji Yujin opened the book, only to find that it was one after another market joke, all written by one person.

Some jokes in the market are not so funny, but the ordinary little things can always hook people, revealing the joy of life, making people feel that big things are nothing more than that, just some leftovers in life, some oil in life Just salt and vinegar.

He flipped through the pages, and found that none of them were the same in the thick book. Every word was in Chu Fengqing's handwriting. How did he find so many jokes in such a short time? He seemed to be able to see him who was not good at talking. Go to the market to collect the appearance of the story.

Fool.

Ji Yujin lowered his eyes, fearing that the emotion in his eyes would be seen, he pulled the corners of his lips, and forced a slight curve: "So many jokes, where did you find them?"

Chu Fengqing frowned slightly: "I asked."

He is a person who is not very familiar with the five grains, and it is really not good for him to make up stories about the market, so he spent a lot of time going to the market. Among them, the storytellers always have many stories and got a lot from him.

Ji Yujin has no lack of power and money, he thought for a long time but didn't know what to give, and then he thought of a joke in the market.

He promised to tell him jokes in the market, but everything can't go as expected, and the time for changing the medicine is coming soon, whether he can survive it, he himself doesn't care.But he didn't want to lose his promise, so he prepared this collection of stories, but he didn't have much time to prepare, one a day, and only one year, so he can only be wronged to read one in a year or a month.

The firecrackers outside hadn't completely dissipated yet, someone lit a cluster of fireworks, which exploded in the air, shining brightly, illuminating half of the sky.

A trace of surprise appeared in Chu Fengqing's eyes. Ji Yujin stood with the fireworks behind his back, and the fireworks reflected half of his face, looking extremely handsome.

Chu Feng paused for a moment, and said through the fireworks: "May you have a good year and a beautiful day, with joy and eternal sun."

His voice is like a breeze, and the breeze is gentle.

"Ji Yujin, happy birthday."

Ji Yujin's drooping eyes moved slightly, and strong emotions swept over him, making him unable to face it, and subconsciously wanted to run away.

He raised his eyes and said to Chu Fengqing: "I will, I... will serve you porridge."

Walking to the outer room, he loosened his clenched fist a little. The festival he had been avoiding all this time seemed to be endowed with something different today, like the spring breeze blowing over, and the things covered with frost and snow were slowly melting away. , the future will be full of flowers.

He was afraid of celebrating this birthday because of his mother. Every day he would think of the tragedy of his mother's death.He didn't tell Chu Fengqing, mainly because he didn't want these dirty things to dirty his ears.

At that time, he also thought that his mother died of illness. It was not until his uncle opened the coffin and found that the posture of the corpse in the coffin was distorted, and the coffin was covered with marks from scratching fingernails. Then he knew that his mother did not die of illness, but was buried alive. .

As he knelt in front of the grave, his mother might still be alive, struggling, and he didn't know anything.

He didn't understand why that man hated his mother to such an extent, he was clearly taking advantage of the power of his mother's natal family to climb to the top step by step...

After he became the superintendent of the West Factory, he spent several years uprooting that man bit by bit, and that man ended up beheading in the end.On the day of his death, he drank wine all night. After he was drunk, he had a dream. In the dream, he was still very young, and he ran towards a pair of gorgeously dressed nobles with unsteady steps, and stretched out his hands to shout at the pair of nobles. "Father, Mother".

The noble couple also smiled like flowers, and gently rubbed his head.

I thought it would be very happy after taking revenge, but it didn't, there was only endless emptiness, as if he was the only one left in the world, and he had no ties to this world anymore.

Chu Fengqing got up and walked behind him, didn't say anything, just said to sit with him, the two sat quietly, the fireworks exploded outside, and the room suddenly darkened and brightened.

Ji Yujin reached out and touched his hand, but it was not cold.

Chu Fengqing took a sip of the still warm porridge, then poured a glass of wine into both glasses, one for each, "Do you want some?"

Ji Yujin was stunned for a moment, and realized after seeing him take a sip, and snatched the wine from his hand, "Chu Fengqing, have you forgotten your body?"

Chu Fengqing wiped the wine from his lips, "Okay, I won't drink anymore, I will accompany you."

Ji Yujin didn't drink, he was afraid that the smell of alcohol would make Chu Fengqing clear, so he deliberately pushed the wine away.

Chu Fengqing lit the candles in the room, and the candlelight flickered, and the room suddenly became much warmer.

The night seems very long, but also seems very short.

Chu Fengqing took the collection of stories, and there was a bookmark in the book. This bookmark was very strange, like a leaf, but Ji Yujin didn't recognize what kind of tree leaf it was, and Chu Fengqing saw the leaf. The eyes of the bookmark flickered slightly, and he put the bookmark between the pages at the back.

Then whispered the first market joke, the candlelight danced, and the coldness and loneliness in the room were slowly covered by witty words.

Ji Yujin curled his lips, he knew that Chu Fengqing was coaxing him, in his unique way.

He leaned in and kissed it.

He really loves this person so much that he can't express it in words. He just wants to rub him into his own flesh and blood, and no one can know his deep lovesickness.

Chu Fengqing turned little by little what he feared and hated into the most beautiful thing in the world, and carved his own trace little by little.