As the saying goes, the grace of a drop of water should be repaid by Wing Chun. Jin Yujing paid more than this tribute to Li Cang for Li Li. She is like a giant dragon in Western legends, obsessed with collecting all kinds of shiny gold treasures. When the gold coins exploded, it was quite gorgeous and had a great touch.

Given the relationship between Rao Qifang and Jin Yujing before, it would be strange if she didn't know that Jin Yujing had collected this watch. This thing is not a roadside weed that can grow anywhere in Yanchuan.

Li Cang was talking nonsense, but fortunately, Rao Qifang didn't really plan to dig into the bottom line.

The most important official business now is not to be beaten up, but to be dragged down, and to be dragged until May 29, and then fuck him a big fuck.

The second day, the Second Hospital sent him two people, one man and one woman, called senior caregivers. However, looking at the two people's arms that were thicker than their thighs and their bulging temples, we knew that they were all horizontal training students.

Li Cang was ready to refuse.

Without it, I am hospitalized, and I can't stay here. It's best not to see you until May 29. This plot is too bloody, and if you make mistakes, you will be regretful and you will easily lose your mother.

However...

"Inpatient?" Rao Qifang raised his eyebrows: "You were going to live and die before! Now the medicine has arrived! Are you not going to continue practicing?"

“(ヾﾉ꒪ཫ꒪)”

The two nursing workers were most naturally sent by Rao Qifang with one hand. They were reluctant to leave, not because they were reluctant to give up their salary. If they could continue to serve as cows here, they would be happy to pay the salary and expenses. They didn’t need to be reimbursed, and they really didn’t need to be reimbursed. We can always use love to generate electricity!

pity...

Rao Qifang did not have the interest of admiring them for two miscellaneous things.

Li Cang was careful. The days that followed were not good, but it was nothing more than a stew of stewing in various senses. During this period, he encountered several minor accidents that were not worth mentioning. However, he took the magician to move under the noses of Rao Qifang and Li Lace all day long. The only surprise was some incompetent and furious rats.

The eight-wheeled medicinal bath was washed with hair and marrow and was reborn. Li Cang didn't notice the so-called inner breath and blood qi at all, but he had a vague thought or inspiration in the dark, that is, the so-called blood qi or inner breath, which seemed to be able to replace it with the power of the three phases.

In May, spring is warm and flowers are blooming and everything sprouts.

Rao Qifang was planning to do his days and was busy every day without seeing anyone. Once, Li Cang heard Rao Qifang and Tai Xiaoyi chatting in private. Tai Xiaoyi asked with a smile: "Sister Rao, why are you so anxious? Are you so impatient? You can't wait until he graduates..."

Rao Qifang's words made Tai Xiaoyi's smile condense on her face at that time: "His illness may not be able to survive until then."

"Then you still..."

"Um."

Tai Xiaoyi didn't know how to describe it, so she said, "You two are really..."

The conversation gradually opened: "I'm not young anymore. Although my physical condition is OK, it may not be too easy to want a child. Leave more time. I... Although this is the case... I have to let him have a later..."

"He has no inheritance..."

"I don't know, there is no conclusion on the Second Hospital."

"well..."

Li Cangrong heard these few words, tiptoed to close the door handle that was already sweating by him. As a result, with such a slight movement, Rao Qifang's voice came from the inner room: "Xiao Cang? Are you awake?"

Compared with Rao Qifang's state of full martial ethics after the arrival of the Hokkishima era, this perception cannot be called keen, but the oppression it gives not only did not weaken at all, but became more and more intense.

A few days later, Li Cang went to get the finished dress.

Of course, it was the clever and tricky old lady, but this time her granddaughter was not here, and there were not so many clerks helping the shop. She was busy in the shop alone, and even secretly ordered a cup of double-saccharide milk tea for herself that was not in line with the personality. She was sucking happily. When she turned around, she saw Li Cang standing with her eyes at the door. She was so scared that she almost choked: "What are you doing sneakily! Take your clothes and get out!"

Li Cang raised his eyebrows: "Hey, I will deduct money when you speak like this!"

"I think beautifully. Old woman, I have always paid first and then goods. If you are careful, I will deduct you the money! Tsk, with your young boy's luck all your life, you have cultivated this. Look at this style, how many people in the world can have this figure? What does it mean to be a slim and bone like a picture? Anyway, I have never seen it more perfect in my life!" The old lady has been in the age of a woman, and she complained ruthlessly and was very straightforward and said that she was so quick and unlucky about birth, old age, sickness and death: "That guy is a good person at first glance. You have to be a little bit more carefree. When your baby is born, I will give you a hundred days of ritual suit, and you won't charge you a fixed amount!

"Will you still see a doctor?" Li Cang was dissatisfied: "Hey, I'm just a bone hyperplasia, why does it seem like a terminal illness when it comes to your mouth!"

"I have seen many old women with bone hyperplasia. If bone hyperplasia is born, this is indeed the only one!

“@#￥%…”

Li Cang cursed in his heart so badly, and then the old lady Diao said something else and didn't hold back anything. She brought your clothes and got out and was about to get out, for fear that he would immediately break into his own store.

Li Lace is responsible for picking Li Cang home.

But this time he was not of the same level as he had to sit in the back seat, and there was also a Suo Zhihui in the co-pilot.

Li Lace seemed extremely impatient about picking up Li Cang, with an unhappy look on her face, and her brows were almost twisted into obstruction: "It's so cool, I'm seventy and eighty years old, and I will have a chance to have a chance. Can you afford to pay for it if I've delayed my time?"

"Stop meeting your friends with Suo Zhihui. Do you think everyone is like you, a bunch of iron fists and poisons that are not invaded?"

"Oh, I really told you that some people are indeed dogs!"

"You said Lao Wang is here to tamper your tires!"

"hehe!"

"hehe!"

Suo Zhihui, the honest child, advised him: "Oh, don't argue anymore~"

Even if you hit someone, you can't kill someone, let alone just quarrels.

Li Lace frowned and drove all the way: "Damn it, it's really bad for the passing of time. Yesterday I ran all the way, and I was full of stupid birds. Fortunately, I was very skilled and slept all night. I was so brave in my heart. I painted and had a few bottles of energy at night, which was shocking!"

"I'm thinking that you pilots sitting on the engine are all throttle and life or death. Is it OK?"

"It's not that you can shut your mouth and no one treats you as a person if you don't speak!" Li Lace looked at Suo Zhihui: "Huihui, why don't I drive my car to the wilderness, let's find a Fengshui treasure land and jointly bury the husk! "

“Change a car.”

"What?"

"This car is yours."

"Hey, this is called professional!" Li Lace raised her thumbs up and suddenly glanced at the road on the right, slowed down, and leaned to the right: "You just don't walk around here, I'll buy a few oranges!"

Li Cang smiled: "If you say that's the case--"

“Anal ventral!!”

Back at the villa area, Rao Qifang really asked Li Cang to put on his clothes again. He had tried these sets of clothes back and forth six times, and he was a little aesthetically exhausted. However, when it comes to customization, it was different from ready-made clothes. It was not stern to wear, and it was very comfortable: "Is it still possible?"

"It's so good~" Rao Qifang's smile was as simple as a girl: "Leilei Huihui, come and help us, try our sets~"

Li Lace's people were all broken: "You have to try it? How many times have you done this!"

"hurry up!"

The days are getting closer and closer, like fragments of memory, which seem to only slow down and stay at some special nodes, while the rest is just mentioned. This feeling is quite subtle and metaphysical, making it difficult for Li Cang to describe it in words. There is always a kind of slight sense of loss, and then there is a more indescribable fatigue that comes from the depths of the soul.

This situation occurs more or less in everyone, as if she is shrouded in a huge sense of oppression, and she seems absent-minded and her lines are often missed.

On May 28, the tremor was extremely weak.

But now, netizens who have not found anything to check earthquake data are already quarreling with each other, from the intranet to the outside network, rumor.

In the early morning of May 29.

Rao Qifang was sitting at the head of the bed, absent-mindedly lifted up and overturned on the bed with a red gauze, and read his lines slowly as he was shocked.

"Okay, this angle is great, it's a waste, that..." The photographer held the camera next to him and put it down again: "Uh, should the newcomer try to laugh..."

She had already noticed that the atmosphere was a little strange, but she was still working hard to do her duty: "Okay, the shoes are not hidden yet. Who will take them? How about everyone come here to take a photo?"

"I'll do it!" The only person who was willing to volunteer was probably Li Qingyi. She held two beautiful high-heeled red shoes: "Leilei, one aunt, one you?"

Li Lace gave her thumbs up weakly and made a sound of unknown significance: "Clam~"

After a while, he walked in from outside with Zhuang: "Hurry, who needs to put on makeup? The photographer news over there is coming, and they will go upstairs right away!"

"Here you come!"

—————

"Come?"

"Um."

The late night in the fragments of Suo Zhipai's memory, the dance room a year and a half ago, was filled with concrete pain and fatigue.

But only in this way can Suo Zhihui feel that she is truly alive, and she seems to be able to see life burning like a silk-like burning.

People are born free, and wherever they see, wherever their hearts go.

At least...

At this moment, I was finally in his eyes.

Li Cang swallowed his mouth with difficulty. Faced with this plot of raw grass, his retention of friendship is undoubtedly revealed. 2.0 You timi is really doing all the evil things. You really deserve to die: "Thank you, I'm sorry, I know this is very unfair to you, I don't have to--"

Wenwen, I hope you don’t get it wrong. I am really not me.

"Do you mean you need me and Leilei to be with you, or do you need me to stay away from you?" Suo Zhihui said word by word, but she didn't need an answer: "Will you come to see me like this in the future?"

"Painting..."

"good!"

"Actually...uh...what did you say?"

"I promised you." Suo Zhihui pursed her lips: "But she is twenty years older than you."

"17 years old."

The dance studio's lights were only half turned on, and the remaining lighting was all based on a few gossipy gazes. The suppressed rustling conversation sounded like slippery tentacles twisted and crawling in the dark.

Suo Zhihui took a step forward to face Li Cang: "Hug me."
To be continued...