Ziyang made a shushing gesture and said with a serious expression: "Qiu Mo, eat it, otherwise I will be uneasy for the rest of my life."
The pills in Qiu Mo's hand seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and the hand holding the pills was shaking a little. She kept Ziyang's good intentions in mind.
They were just two people who met by chance. He was a young doctor under Ye Hen. She suffered a knife wound that day, and he treated her carefully. After the injury healed, the two became friends. Perhaps this was the so-called fate.
Seeing her take the medicine, Zi Yang finally felt relieved. He took the water glass and said, "I secretly put something into your tonic a few days ago. You won't blame me, right?"
"I've never blamed you, why do you always take it to heart?" Qiu Mo sighed, "I'm not a three-year-old child, so I can't understand things."
Ziyang smiled and said: "No matter what, I feel much more relaxed at last."
He walked over and opened the window, and suddenly there was a faint fragrance of flowers. Zi Yang shouted excitedly: "Qiu Mo, look at that mountain, there seem to be many hibiscus flowers blooming."
"When I went there yesterday, it was just blooming. I didn't expect it to bloom today." Lai Mo excitedly took out the bamboo flower basket and was about to go out.
"I'll go with you." Zi Yang subconsciously grabbed her wrist and said nervously.
"Don't you still have something to do? I can just go by myself." Qiu Mo smiled at him.
Ziyang slowly let go of his hand and sighed unnaturally.
"Zi Yang, what's wrong with you? You're acting weird." Qiu Mo leaned over to look at him.
He immediately smiled and said: "It's nothing, I'm just worried that your body will not adapt to the antidote just now."
"Anyway, the mountain is not far away. If you really feel any discomfort, I can walk back in time. Just go about your business and I'll be back in a while." Qiu Mo walked out with the basket and waved to him.
:"goodbye."
"No, Qiu Mo, don't say goodbye, you said you would see me later." He said stubbornly.
"Okay, you are really like a child today. See you later."
Seeing her happily walking out, she whispered something to the guard at the door, and the guard hurriedly let her go. Zi Yang felt more and more uneasy. He felt that if she left, she might not come back.
Qiu Mo climbed up the hill and found the flower field from yesterday. The large hibiscus flowers were blooming like flames, forming a continuous patch on the green and yellow grass.
She was so excited standing among the flowers that she didn't know which one to pick first.
"Where are you going without saying a word? The lower steps folded hibiscus flowers."
Someone was reciting poems in a lazy and joking voice.
Qiu Mo raised her head from the flowers in shock and saw a person sitting on the pine tree not far away. She lost her voice and said, "Young Master Yan."
Yan Tianluo jumped down from the tree and spit out the straw stick in his mouth. Such a good poem came out of his charming mouth, which was somewhat teasing.
He walked up to Qiu Mo, then reached out and plucked at her basket twice, and said, "When will spring flowers and autumn moon come..."
Qiu Mo looked at him puzzled, since when did this man like to show off his literary skills?
Seeing her looking at him, Yan Tianluo couldn't help but smile and said: "It's funny, it's funny."
"Young Master Yan, why are you here?" Qiu Mo intuitively felt that his appearance should be related to Leng Xiao, because he was like Leng Xiao's shadow, and he would be there all the time as long as he needed him.
The mountain breeze blew, and the fragrance of flowers filled the mountains and fields. The wind blew Qiu Mo's clothes flying in the wind, and Yan Tianluo's voice also blew into her ears along with the mountain breeze, "Leng Xiao wants to announce tp5 to the world for you."
It has a fatal flaw, and he doesn’t want the Leng family anymore.”
The flower basket in Qiu Mo's hand fell to the ground, and a few hibiscus flowers spilled out along with the overturned basket.
Yan Tianluo's words were like a muffled thunder on a sunny day, and there was only a buzzing sound in his ears.
He knows, he knows everything.
What she wanted to keep for him, he was willing to give up for her. She understood that he had good intentions. He wanted to completely cut off the kite string that Ye Hen controlled her and give her freedom.
The tips of my hands were cold, I don't know if it was because of fear or emotion.
Yan Tianluo walked past her and said softly: "I've told you everything I should tell you. For the rest, I can only wait and see what happens."
Until Luo went down the mountain and walked far away in the summer, Qiu Mo still stood blankly in the wind.
The undulating mountains in the distance look like someone has drawn a curve with a pen. On the mountains in late autumn, only pines and cypresses are still green, and the layers of them seem to be covered with thick cotton clothes.
She suddenly remembered that night with stars and moon, and asked him: "If there was only one fish and one cup, which one would you choose?"
He answered without thinking: "Cup cup."
Yes, she has always remembered this sentence firmly, but she has never deeply understood its meaning. No matter he faces poverty, hunger, or even death, she is always his first choice.
Tears filled my eyes, flowing out like a rushing river, dripping on the colorful hibiscus flowers beneath me, like morning dewdrops.
What stupid things she has done all this time, she thought it was for him, she thought this was the best solution, why did she never think about his choice, never asked his opinion, it was she who had her own way.
, it was she who put the tacit understanding between the two people behind. Aren't they husband and wife? How could they bear it alone when something happened? Although there was no grand wedding ceremony, no church, and no congratulations, those words were already in her heart.
I recited it silently many times:
I am willing to be your wife, and I will cherish our friendship and love you, now, in the future, and forever.
I will trust you, respect you, I will laugh with you and cry with you.
I will love you faithfully
No matter whether the future is good or bad, difficult or happy, I will accompany you through it.
No matter what kind of life I am ready to face, I will always be here to protect you. Just like I stretch out my hand for you to hold, I will hand over my life to you.
Qiu Mo ignored the overturned flower basket and ran down the mountain.
The wind blew her long hair flying, like the softest and most supple ribbon.
The floral cotton dress brushed against the blooming autumn chrysanthemums, bringing with it the fragrance of flowers.
She ran too fast, and her face turned red from panting. She had always been in poor health, and it had been a long time since she had run so fast. Before she reached the bottom of the mountain, she fell to the ground, her hands and legs were scratched, and her skirt was also scratched.
A piece of white lace was scraped off by the branch next to her. She secretly cursed herself for being useless and stood up again holding on to the branch next to her.
Just like that, she kept stumbling out of Fontaine Green City. She anxiously rushed to the side of the road to stop the car.