Throwing down the bear child of the Flower God[Comprehensive]

Chapter 72 ◇Calmly

When Lingbi woke up again, she had already had dinner and was sitting comfortably in Huamanlou's arms, holding a medical book in her hand.

"Flowers all over the building!" Lingbi's face suddenly burned, "You, you kiss me!"

Hua Manlou rubbed the scroll's fingers for a while, and said flatly, "You can kiss if you want to."

Lingbi immediately frowned, and said in shame and annoyance: "I said it was I said, how can you really kiss casually!"

Hua Manlou put down the scroll in his hand, smiled slightly and said, "It's not easy, I just want to kiss you." After a pause, he leaned closer to Lingbi, and the smile in his voice was even stronger, "If Abi If you feel disadvantaged...then come back with a kiss?"

Ling Bi choked completely, her face was like a boiled shrimp, almost steaming.

"Huamanlou, wait!" Lingbi yelled in a bluffing voice.She pushed Hua Manlou violently, jumped up and got under the blanket.

Hua Manlou chuckled, then sat down on the side of the couch and hugged the rolled up quilt into his arms.Through a layer of quilt, Lingbi's smiling face gradually faded, showing a bit of confusion and gloom.

In the next few days, Lingbi began to quarrel with Huamanlou.She forbade Hua Manlou to meet, and she forbade him to leave for too long, her mood was so conflicted that even she herself couldn't figure it out.

The person who once firmly rejected her, suddenly changed her attitude after she was in danger, and changed into an affectionate appearance, how could she believe it, and how willing she was.She wanted to talk to Huamanlou, to explain clearly to him, but every time she was about to speak, Huamanlou would coax her with a soft and gentle gesture, making her dizzy, and thinking about it again I can't afford to come for my own purpose.

After a few times, Lingbi understood that Hua Manlou didn't want her to speak.Although Lingbi didn't know what Huamanlou was jealous of, she didn't speak anymore.As the saying goes, if there are flowers that can be broken straight away, and if there are flowers all over the building willing, then she can enjoy herself in time.

However, pleasure belongs to pleasure, but it has nothing to do with the future.Her future has been clearly planned, and it has nothing to do with Hua ManLou.In the final analysis, she did not believe that Hua Manlou would really fall in love with her.No matter why Hua Manlou loves her and why he kisses her at this time, since he doesn't want to tell, then she also throws her hand away and doesn't ask any more.

Occasionally, when Hua Manlou's brows and eyes are full of doting, a sentence will always flash in Lingbi's mind, if he really has feelings for him...

At that moment, Lingbi clearly realized that in the face of such speculation, what was in her heart was not joy, but panic and anger.This almost love-hate relationship made Lingbi restless, and her body, which had only managed to improve slightly, weakened again.

Sometimes when she became ill and confused, Lingbi would whimper and cry, and then recklessly bit Huamanlou's shoulder.

One morning, while Huamanlou was decocting medicine, Lingbi quietly raised the mirror beside the couch to her eyes.When she found that her complexion had turned gray, she suddenly calmed down, got up and lay down on the bed, and then slowly moved out of the tent while leaning on the wall.

The daylight was excellent that day, and the sunlight fell on Lingbi's eyebrows, like a mother's soft palm, which was both warm and soothing.

When Huamanlou came back with the medicine, Lingbi sat on the couch with a smile and threw a pair of shoes far away.

"Hua Man Lou," she smiled, her eyes full of seriousness, "I need to check everyone's pulse again."

The hot air in the medicine bowl curled up, surrounding Hua Manlou's upper body.In the white mist, Huamanlou smiled happily, the clouds were calm and the wind was light.

"Okay." He replied.

Lingbi began to see the victims again. Unlike the last time, all the patients she took over this time were patients with abnormal symptoms.

When the ashen-faced Lingbi reappeared in front of people, every victim had a sad expression on their faces.Ling Bi looked around, looked and looked, but did not find Hu Dagui.

"You should have told me." Lingbi faced Huamanlou with a very peaceful expression, "No matter what the consequences of my affairs are, I can bear them myself, you shouldn't decide for me."

Hua Manlou was silent for a while, before he said: "I was wrong, I shouldn't make decisions for you without authorization. Besides, I have another thing to tell you."

Lingbi looked at him quietly.

"A few days ago, Lu Xiaofeng left." Hua Manlou said, "I asked him to help find someone, and that person is your master, Ximen Chuuxue."

In fact, when Lingbi fainted for the first time, the extremely worried Huamanlou asked Lu Xiaofeng for help, asking him to find Ximen Chuuxue.Counting the time now, that person should be here by now.

Hearing this, Lingbi smiled haggardly, "Master is willing to come? That's a good thing."

Huaman took a few steps up the stairs, gently took Lingbi's hand, and said in a low voice, "Don't be angry with me, okay?"

In the past when Lingbi was young, no matter how much wind and rain encountered, Huamanlou never concealed it from her, and would only share the burden with her after she knew about it.Now that his mind changes, he cares about it, and he just wants to face the wind and rain alone, but he forgets that the people behind him don't want to be underestimated.

Lingbi looked straight at Huamanlou, and said softly, "Okay."

In the next few days, Lingbi was extremely busy.From grinding the medicinal materials to diagnosing the pulse and giving the needle, she did not dare to slack off in the slightest, and she had to personally participate in every step.

Whenever encountering a problem, Lingbi always subconsciously looks for Huamanlou, hoping that he will accompany her and help her.Huamanlou was often called around by Lingbi, when people saw him they would tease him for being henpecked, but he wasn't annoyed, he would always smile and tell people apart seriously.

"It's great that A Bi is like this. I will support whatever she wants to do."

The henpecked teasing and Hua Manlou's words soon spread to Lingbi's ears. Although Lingbi became angry from embarrassment, there was a faint joy in his heart.

She began to doubly command Huamanlou, and there was a little unconscious coquettishness in every cry.Occasionally, when a doctor got dizzy with work and imitated her ordering Hua Manlou to do her work, Lingbi would suddenly have a seizure and yelled arrogantly: "You are not allowed to order him!"

Every time this happens, the people around you will be so happy that they will be from ear to ear, and then you will tease the two of them one by one.

The disaster victims in the city gradually divided into two extremes, some recovered completely, while others were seriously ill.Those who have recovered will devote themselves to rebuilding their homes, while those who are seriously ill are struggling with pain every day, silently waiting for death to come.

The east and the west of the city are completely two worlds, one side is full of joy of life, and the other side is full of sorrow of death. Standing on the boundary line of these two worlds, Lingbi deeply understands the insignificance and greatness of being human for the first time.

It was winter, and the weather was very cold, but those who were seriously ill braved the severe cold, dragged their sick bodies, and walked on the street to bask in the sun at noon when the sun was at its best.

Only when the sun falls on their bodies, can these seriously ill victims truly know that they are still alive.For them, sunshine is a kind of salvation, a kind of salvation that may end at any time.

Lingbi often appears at such moments, playing a few flute tunes for these dying people.

The flute whimpered and whirled in the air.On the long street, the victims in ragged clothes lay quietly on the ground, feeling their own breathing.The warm sunlight enveloped their bodies, and the sound of the flute brushed over their cracked, blackened lips.They closed their eyes in silence, listening to the flute, feeling the vitality of life disappearing from their bodies little by little.

At the end of the song, a teenager in his teens raised his eyelids and said in a weak voice, "Let's play another song."

Ling Bi silently nodded, and pressed the jade flute to her lips again.

In the second song, the sadness in the sound of the flute completely disappeared, replaced by a deep-seated sternness, as if a philosopher walked through countless joys and sorrows steadily, and looked at everything in the world calmly.

When the last sound fell, Bai Yu's flute suddenly fell to the ground and broke into several pieces.

It was late at night when Lingbi woke up again.At that time, Hua Manlou was sitting in front of her bed, putting his hand on her forehead to test her body temperature.Lu Xiaofeng's voice came from outside the account, it was low and not as lively as before.

The door curtain was lifted, and Ximen Chuuxue, dressed in white and with a black sword, walked in with a cold air.Lingbi was supported by Huamanlou to stand up, and said hello to Ximen Chuuxue weakly.

Ximen Chuuxue didn't answer, but stretched out three fingers to lift Lingbi's chin, and looked carefully at her haggard face.

Rubbing Lingbi's cheeks lightly with his thumb, Ximen Chuixue said lightly, "Too thin."

Lingbi burst into tears suddenly, and then raised her hand to tug on Ximen Chuixue's white sleeve, and tugged gently a few times.

"Master, I miss you so much." Lingbi said a little aggrieved.

Ximen Chuuxue stood quietly, stretching out his hand to flick Lingbi's forehead.

Lingbi stood up with difficulty, then hugged Ximen Chuuxue's waist attachmentally, leaned on his chest and whispered: "I know you are not afraid of my infection."

Ximen Chuuxue raised his eyebrows slightly, and said coldly: "I'm very scared, let go."

"I won't let it go!" Lingbi smiled, a little rascally.

Hua Manlou's sleeves moved slightly, although he was still smiling, there was a trace of bitterness between his brows.He stood quietly, hoping in his heart that his Abi would be concerned about his feelings at this moment, even if he just turned his head and looked at him, but no, nothing.

She embraced other men in front of him, acting coquettishly and playing tricks in the same way, and she even trusted the person she was hugging more at this moment.She presented everything in front of him frankly, so frankly that he didn't even dare to show his hurt expression.

In this way, it is no longer possible to deceive yourself.The little girl who had to be herself had long since given up on him and was stumbling on her own path.She no longer cared about his affection, she accepted his overtures, but only accepted it, and never really took it to heart.

Whether he loves her or not, it is not important to her.If you don't love, you won't be sad, and if you love, you won't be surprised.She had gone so far in her own way that he could hardly keep up.

The author has something to say: I don’t even dare to eat vinegar, this is the current situation of Huashen, those masters who say that I am not cruel enough, is it not enough? ! !

Thanks to the readers who left messages for support and thunder feeding, my home power went out today, and I struggled to upload the code words, ah, I was touched by my own spirit, and I covered my face.