Rouyu's invitation was a very sincere invitation, with the trust unique to a girl.
Apparently Rouyu didn't sleep and was still waiting for Zhihao.
If Zhihao didn't go in at this time, it would be a bit contrived. It's not like he had never slept on the same bed before. As long as he controlled himself well, he wouldn't offend this lovely sister to the point where he would no longer be nice to her.
Zhihao entered the room gently and lay next to Rouyu.
Rouyu turned sideways and stretched out her hand to turn on the wall lamp. Rouyu's light in the bedroom was relatively warm. Rouyu stared at Zhihao's face for a while and then asked with a smile, "How is your practice going?"
Zhihao knew what Rouyu was referring to and smiled and said, "It will get better gradually."
"Can it be restored to its original state?"
"It's possible, but it may not be feasible now." Zhihao's answer was brief but full of confidence.
Rouyu smiled lightly, turned off the wall lamp, and threw herself into Zhihao's arms, "I trust you. Go to sleep. Don't get up early tomorrow and sleep in."
He slept very peacefully that night. Zhihao had no nightmares. Rouyu slept soundly in Zhihao's arms.
Zhihao was very obedient and did not get up early. When he woke up in the morning, he saw Rouyu still sleeping soundly, so he hugged Rouyu and fell asleep. He slept until the sun rose.
Zhihao woke up, but Rouyu was nowhere to be found. He searched all the rooms and found Rouyu sitting alone in the bathroom, quietly wiping her tears, which made Zhihao uncontrollably sad.
Rouyu whispered, "I'm sorry, I told you not to be sad, but I miss Sister Ting."
Zhihao was silent and took Rouyu into his arms. After a while, Zhihao's eyes turned red and his words were quite emotional, "We are all the same."
"Okay, we are all here, nothing else is important, don't be sad anymore, let's eat." Rouyu came out of Zhihao's arms, wiped away her tears, and made breakfast.
After the meal, Rouyu wanted to accompany Zhihao, but Zhihao said, "Go and do your work. I'm just studying the cultivation method alone. I'm so pure."
Rouyu went to the nightclub, and Zhihao was sitting on the sofa just like yesterday, quietly filtering the essence of "Internal Strength and Mental Techniques" until he felt that the entire booklet had been turned over in his heart, and then he came back to his senses.
Think about it again carefully.
Time flew by when he was concentrating. Zhihao heard a noise and Rouyu entered the room. It was already noon.
Rouyu smiled and said, "You are hungry, how about I take you out to eat?"
Zhihao saw that Rouyu's slightly red eyes were obviously caused by the sad tears in the morning. Zhihao knew that Rouyu was sad, but he just didn't want to let himself fall into pain and be unable to extricate himself, so he acted so strong.
Zhihao was grateful to this considerate sister from the bottom of his heart.
Zhihao smiled and said, "It's not that good. You should eat at home. I'll affect the appearance of the city."
"What affects the appearance of the city and hinders the view?" Rouyu said angrily and said something rude, "That's bullshit city appearance, I'll take you out. Anyone who doesn't want to see it can just close their eyes. As long as Yu'er thinks it looks good, it looks good. There's nothing wrong with it.
Look at other people’s eyes!”
Seeing that Rouyu was angry, Zhihao naturally accommodated himself. Besides, what did Zhihao have to feel inferior to? He just had bald eyebrows and little hair, and his face was a bit darker. This is a healthy color. If this is the case, should Africa disappear from the earth?
Woolen cloth?.
The two of them went downstairs. Zhihao only wore a windbreaker and a hat, not even the mask requested by Rouyu.
During lunch, even though he entered a private room, he still attracted curious or concerned looks on the way in and out. Zhihao ignored them and acted openly, while Rouyu murmured beside him, "This is what a man is, fearless."
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In the afternoon, Rouyu went to sign a contract. Zhihao continued to study "Internal Strength and Mental Methods" at home. Since he praised Haikou to Rouyu, he had to work hard. Besides, after learning from the experience, Zhihao felt that he should study hard and wasting his time was not Zhihao's fault.
Consistent style.
In the evening, Rouyu walked in the front door, followed by Da Liu and Xiao Lou.
Xiao Lou smiled and said, "Sister Yu'er's food is delicious."
Rouyu smiled and asked, "Have you bought groceries?"
"See you, see you." Xiao Lou smiled and placed two bottles of red wine on the dining table.
Rouyu smiled sweetly, her face like a peach blossom, "That's pretty much it, I'll go cook."
Da Liu silently sat down next to Zhihao, and placed his hand on Zhihao's wrist habitually, "It's much better, his breathing is stable, and his internal strength is well adjusted."
Zhihao looked at Da Liu and said, "I was just going to ask you for advice. I have learned something in the past two days."
"What do you think...?" Da Liu was very interested.
This warrior is always very excited when he hears about cultivation, and can forget everything around him, including being happy and depressed.
Zhihao showed a rare magnanimity. Brother Liu was very impressed after hearing this.
Zhihao wanted to share with Da Liu the cultivation method of "Inner Strength and Heart Method". Zhihao knew that "Inner Strength and Heart Method" was taught by experts from outside the world. Generally speaking, the martial arts will never be taught to outsiders by those who practice martial arts.
, Unless you are your own disciple, Ke Zhihao doesn't think so. If a warrior remains stubborn, he will only become more and more narrow-minded, and ultimately there will be no qualitative improvement. During exchanges, he can learn from others' strengths and complement each other.
Zhihao originally wanted to take out the booklet and show it to Brother Liu, but "Internal Strength and Mental Technique" was not on Zhihao. Zhihao clearly remembered that "Internal Strength and Mental Technique" was in a cabinet in a study room, at the bottom.
, that study is thousands of miles away. Fortunately, there are no traces of being touched in that house. When Zhihao returned to that city, he saw it with his own eyes, and Zhihao felt relieved. In fact, that booklet, for Zhihao
It is just a paper book, a carrier of words, and Zhihao has long been familiar with the contents in the booklet, memorizing it like a stream, in the true sense of the word.
Zhihao just doesn't want "Internal Strength and Heart Technique" to fall into the hands of others. This is true. Maybe next time he returns there, Zhihao will take it back and keep it properly.
Zhihao memorized "Internal Strength and Mental Methods" from beginning to end. After listening to it, Da Liu and Xiao Lou were stunned.
Da Liu stammered, "Is this your formula for practicing martial arts...?"
"Yeah, what's the matter?" Zhihao smiled faintly.
"You recited your secrets to us?" Da Liu still didn't believe it.
"What's wrong with this?" Zhihao laughed, with a hearty laugh. "This is just a method of cultivation. Why can't we communicate? We can improve through communication."
Da Liu and Xiao Lou looked at each other and nodded silently.
Zhihao didn't say anything, waiting for brother Liu to express his opinion. After a while, Da Liu nodded and said, "The three of us all focus on the cultivation of internal strength, but we take different paths."
Zhihao was quiet and listened attentively. When it came to cultivation, Brother Liu had been immersed in it for many years, so it was understandable that he could become Zhihao's teacher. Zhihao's humble attitude was completely sincere.
"Xiao Lou's practice focuses on femininity, and I follow the path of strength. As for Zhihao..." Da Liu paused, "In terms of strength, you are on par with me, but I also discovered that there are many more
Subtle differences, the direction of Qi is more delicate and better controlled."
Zhihao could understand, but still felt that he didn't quite understand. He heard Da Liu continue to say, "I can understand from your exercise formulas that your cultivation method is a set of advanced exercises with a complete system. As for Xiao Lou and I,
The methods of cultivation are different, I am ashamed of myself, and there is nothing easy to communicate with you."
Zhihao knew that Da Liu's words were sincere and had no narrow-minded prejudice. Now that his skills were advanced, his curiosity to find out the cultivation methods of Da Liu and Xiao Lou suddenly dimmed a lot. In fact, Zhihao had no such curiosity at all.
Communication, a rigorous and scientific communication attitude, does not mean peeping or learning. How about reciting your own formulas to Da Liu and Xiao Lou first?
Zhihao said, "Brothers, if you think Zhihao's Xiao Lou method is good, you might as well practice it together."
Da Liu waved his hand and said with a smile, "Zhihao, you don't know something. There is no strict distinction between high and low among the Kung Fu. It's just the difference in practice. If you choose your Kung Fu when you get started, it will naturally be
It's a good thing, get twice the result with half the effort, but Xiao Lou and I have been practicing for more than 20 years. Now we are starting from scratch. The methods are different, so it is difficult to succeed. Unless you are a martial arts genius. If you practice forcefully, you will lose all your skills at worst, and you will go crazy at worst.
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"So that's it." Zhihao nodded and had an epiphany.
Originally, Zhihao wanted to ask Da Liu about his understanding of the "Internal Strength and Heart Technique" while reciting it backwards. When Da Liu said this, he could only stop. Just then, Rouyu's petite figure appeared in front of him.
"You three can't stop talking about cultivation." Rouyu smiled, "Are you not going to eat? If you are not going to eat, continue talking about your martial arts."
Xiao Lou jumped up early and was the first to sit down at the dining table. He said with a smile, "It's time to eat. Yu'er is very clever."
In Xiao Lou's words, she came to visit tonight, firstly to see how Zhihao was recovering, and secondly, to have a meal. When Rouyu poured the wine, she asked Xiao Lou with a smile, "Brother Xiao Lou, the purpose of coming to have a meal is more..."
More."
Xiao Lou nodded, "The one who knows me is Sister Yu'er."
After the meal, Brother Liu said goodbye. After Zhihao practiced, he and Rouyu had an early rest. Just like last night, Zhihao hugged this petite and lovely sister, his heart was still, and he was speechless all night.
These days, the situation is like this every day. Rouyu goes home early at night and comes back early at noon to cook for Zhihao. Zhihao stays at home quietly, meditating and practicing at the same time. From Rouyu's point of view, Zhihao's face
The black color on his face has receded a lot, and his light eyebrows have grown a little. It is estimated that it won't take long for the two sword eyebrows to appear energetically above his bright eyes.
Rouyu changed Zhihao's dressing from once a day to every other day. The redness and swelling gradually disappeared, and the original color of skin gradually returned. Rouyu pressed lightly with her fingers, but Zhihao had no reaction at all.
Rouyu smiled and asked, "Does it hurt?"
Zhihao shook his head, "It's already healed."
Rouyu rolled her eyes at Zhihao, "Then I have to continue changing the dressing until I am satisfied."
Time passed unknowingly, and a few days passed in the blink of an eye. New hair grew on Zhihao's head, short, hard and upright stubble, and the beard on his face suddenly became thicker. Rouyu smiled and analyzed, "It's all.
I didn’t notice it because my face was dark, and I haven’t shaved for several days, right?”
Zhihao nodded and shaved his beard clean, fresh and clean, but his face was still much darker than before, Rouyu looked anxious.
Zhihao comforted him, "I have become lighter now, and I will get better slowly. Don't worry."
Rouyu could not be anxious and suggested that Zhihao go to the hospital. Zhihao smiled slightly and said, "I know."
"What do you know? I will take you to the hospital tomorrow." When Rou Yu said this, it was one night when Zhihao was serving the feet of this well-behaved sister.
Zhihao knew that Rouyu said that wind is like rain, and if he could not convince Rouyu, he would definitely take him to the hospital tomorrow. Zhihao wiped Rouyu's small feet, poured the water back and sat next to Rouyu.
"The treatment in the hospital will definitely involve applying a lot of ointments. Think about it, the ones containing hormones are irritating. Even if the color is changed, I will be completely different in the future." Zhihao explained with a smile, "Instead of going to the hospital to be a doctor's guinea pig,
Why don't you let me try it myself? It has no toxic or side effects, is safe and reliable. Aren't you seeing results these days?"
Rouyu lowered her head and remained silent, as if hesitating. Zhihao smiled and said, "I thought of the quickest way. Do you want to hear it?"
Rouyu grabbed Zhihao's arm and shook it, "Say quickly..."
