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Chapter 139 Rest

There was no dream, I just felt tired, like I had walked a long, long way, and like I was in military training when I first went to college, standing in a military posture until my legs became weak.

When I woke up, the sun was shining brightly, the green trees were blowing outside the window, and the scenery was extremely pleasant.

On an old coffee table, a pot of fragrant tea was curling up with smoke. Lu Qiulang was sitting in the courtyard reading a book, turning page by page, comfortable and tranquil. I looked around, this was a place I had never been before, very peaceful.

It makes people feel lazy.

I moved and found that my body was very weak, and some memories came flooding back with this tiny movement.

"Why did it take so long? Heavy bleeding, prepare for surgery immediately!" The doctor immediately decided: "Let the family members come over to sign!"

"Don't cry, we'll be fine after seeing the doctor."

The voices of the doctor and Li Yangxi talking, the helplessness that was quickly disappearing, the glare of the two silhouettes side by side, the despair and anxiety of not being able to get through the phone call, these emotions came up one by one. I couldn't resist it, so I closed my eyes and wanted to fall asleep, but

No, not at all.

Tears welled up and wet the pillow. I remember when I was a child, Jun Changqian and Uncle Zhong took me out to play. When I arrived at the temple fair, I was asked to have my fortune told. Uncle Zhong said that it was all a lie, but I looked at the fortune teller and refused to leave.

Jun Changqian smiled and asked me to write a word. I can’t remember what word he wrote, but I remember clearly what the fortune teller said. He said that there would be a disaster when I was nineteen. He looked at Jun

Changqian said that if you can't accompany him well, let him go as soon as possible.

Jun Changqian didn't pay attention, and I only thought it was fun. Uncle Zhong even thought that the fortune teller was just a charlatan who liked to make problems too serious. At that time, how could he have expected that ten years later, I would really have this kind of situation?

Disaster?

"If you can't accompany me well, let me go as soon as possible!" This is a true prophecy.

Tears fell from the slits of my tightly closed eyes, and my heart was still squeezed tightly. I couldn't help but open my mouth wide and breathe.

Lu Qiulang put down the book in his hand and looked through the wooden window: "Are you awake?"

I looked at him numbly, and suddenly realized that I didn't seem to know how to speak.

"Yang Xi told me that you didn't want to stay in that hospital, so I took you out. This is your sister Mingyue's home. Your health is fine. You can be active again after a few days of bed rest."

My eyes were open, I no longer shed tears, I just stared at him blankly.

Lu Qiulang sighed and tucked me in: "Don't catch the cold."

He has always been rigorous and personable, but at this moment, it seems that the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes seem to have grown overnight, curling up in the corners of his eyes, adding a hint of fatigue.

I closed my eyes and opened them again, nodding my head. I will take a good rest and cheer up. I will hurt my feelings, but I won't kill anyone. Besides, if I continue like this, I will definitely make people feel happy.

Looking at the date displayed on the watch, it turned out that I had slept for a whole day and had not taken any pellets in. I was just lying there with the bottle hanging.

The sound of a car was heard, and Sister Mingyue's figure soon appeared in the field of vision. She came in holding a bouquet of flowers, and the fragrance of tulips instantly spread throughout the room.

"Xiaoyu, are you awake?" Her tone was brisk and clear: "Look, my classmates in the Netherlands flew them here. Seeing the flowers will make you feel better."

I twitched the corner of my mouth at her. Even though I told myself to work hard to cheer up, I was still a little unable to do it.

"Okay, when you wake up, talk to your uncle. He said that my home is too remote and a place where birds don't poop."

Lu Qiulang smiled and said, "When have I ever said such a thing?"

"You didn't say it, but you clearly thought so in your heart." Sister Mingyue smiled and went out.

I am very grateful that they never mentioned Jun Changqian, never mentioned the children, and never mentioned Ji Minen. I am very grateful that they told me with such a relaxed tone and such a bright smile that what I met was just what I would experience when I was growing up.

It's no big deal!

I looked at my belly, which was still flat. From the time I discovered your existence to the time I lost you, it was only a dozen hours. Life is really a drama, and I never feel tired as every scene is played out.

I'm really hungry. After all, I lay down all day yesterday without eating anything. When Sister Mingyue served me the porridge, she didn't care whether I had an appetite or not. She just blew it on Sister Mingyue's hand to cool it and put it in my mouth. I want it.

Eat, I have to work hard to become strong!

Seeing that I was eating happily, Lu Qiulang withdrew. While feeding me, Sister Mingyue said, "You have to stay in bed for a few days to recuperate, and don't get any problems. Sister Mingyue is someone who has been here, and once you get a problem, it will last a lifetime."

She said, looking at the man sitting in the yard, her eyes darkened slightly, I didn't know that Sister Mingyue and Lu Qiulang have become like this now, closer than friends, a little lighter than lovers, like family and friends.

Relationship, how much time does it take, but once again I sigh, it turns out that everyone has to experience a lot of things in life that you don’t want to experience, but happen to happen.

I nodded obediently and tried my best to open my mouth wide to receive the porridge Sister Mingyue fed me. I swallowed it one bite at a time. The tip of my tongue was bitter and I couldn't taste it at all. I remembered the last time I ate with him, the boiled fish he cooked.

It's the spicy food I usually like, but it turns out... my heart ached as if it was being grasped, and my stomach was churning. I covered my mouth with my hand. Sister Mingyue hurriedly brought the trash can, and I drank it with a "wow" sound.

All the porridge that went down was spit out.

Lu Qiulang brought some water to rinse my mouth. Sister Mingyue said, "You haven't eaten anything for a day. Don't eat too quickly. Lie down and rest for a while."

It's rare that Lu Qiulang and Sister Mingyue put down their work. They were afraid that I would be sad, so they brought me here to recuperate. My family, which I haven't seen for more than ten years, can be selfless to you because of a little blood relationship. How lucky am I?

I nodded, smiled weakly again, and pulled up the quilt with one hand. Although it was April, I felt cold all the time, and I was prone to sweating. Sister Mingyue changed my clothes from time to time, and every time I had to

Avoid the needles on my hands.

In the evening, Li Yangxi also came, and he and Lu Qiulang were talking in the yard outside the window. At that time, the sky was filled with sunset, and I felt dizzy for a moment when I looked at Li Yangxi's moving lips.

It is indeed similar to what I thought. Except for the three people with bangs, the rest of them are well-trained and have found out the details. They are members of a club. But no matter how they check, they all insist that it is Cen Ye.

Hitomi's fans are not under anyone's orders.

Lu Qiulang said: "I understand from the side, no, let's put it aside first, and deal with the case that was previously assigned to you first."

Li Yangxi clenched his fist and said, "Master..."

"Xiaoyu's injuries will not be in vain. I know how you feel, so don't rush for a moment!" He looked at the willows swaying in the wind, his eyes far away as if they were not coming from him.

Li Yangxi had no choice but to put aside my questions for the time being, walked around the window and entered the door.

"Speechless, how are you?" He also put on a suit, thinking that he was going to meet the client instead of Lu Qiulang today.

I nodded, indicating that I was fine. Facing Li Yangxi's broken eyes, I lowered my eyes. He knew about the entanglement between me and Jun Changqian, and thought that Jun Changqian was affectionate towards me, but in the hospital

We saw Jun Changqian and Ji Minen holding hands together. This scene gave us great irony.

He paused and said, "Have a good rest. I'll find whatever book you want to read for you."

Li Yangxi and I met in a book bar, and he thought I liked reading books. Indeed, I quite like reading books. I read all kinds of novels, sad and doting, and I was immersed in them. But surprisingly, my own stories were just like novels.

I nodded and closed my eyes.

Sister Mingyue said that the doctor told me to rest in bed for more than two weeks. My uncle has already asked for leave for me. I can just stay here for a month.

Sister Mingyue can stay here with me, but Lu Qiulang cannot. The law firm still needs him to take care of it, so he will leave after a week. But he will come back every two days.

I don't want to talk, and I don't want to know where this place is or how far it is from City Q, so I don't know how long it will take Lu Qiulang to travel between City Q and here.

I have never used my phone since it was lost in a fight that day. Apart from Sister Mingyue and Lu Qiulang, I don’t know who else I can or can contact. My circle itself is not big, and fortunately it is

I have met Lu Qiulang, otherwise the most painful thing would be to be alone in this situation, right?

On May Day, my body recuperated for a week and I could occasionally walk outdoors. Although I suffered from severe bleeding and had an operation, which cost a lot of energy, Sister Mingyue really paid attention to her diet and health. She is in good health.

Raise it back bit by bit.

In the evening, the local station's news reported that the Q City International Mall opened, and celebrities were invited to support the event. Moreover, the Junji family was about to have a good time, and the wedding date had been announced.

I moved my eyes. I will look beautiful in a wedding dress next fall.

One day in mid-May, Li Yangxi and Lu Qiulang came back together, and the four of them had dinner together.

I have been living here for nearly a month. My body has recovered quite well and my complexion has regained its moisture, but I still feel lazy and don't want to talk at all.

Everyone sat and watched TV. After the TV series was broadcast, it was time to watch the evening news. The news was about local news, about kidnapping and robbery. Sister Mingyue said while changing the channel: "Why is this society like this now?"

As soon as I changed the channel, I switched to a local station, a corporate interview show, and I saw someone on the TV screen being interviewed. I hadn’t seen him for more than half a month. He had lost some weight, but facing the screen, he still looked gentle and elegant.

As he spoke, he opened and closed his hands, occasionally raising the corners of his mouth and smiling softly.

"Is the current plan personal?" When being asked this question by the host, he looked directly at the camera: "Find someone!" He repeated: "For me, the most important thing at the moment is

The thing is to find someone."

The host smelled the gossip and immediately asked: "Are you any relatives?"

Is the person he is looking for me? Why are he looking for me? Sister Mingyue still complained as before: "Now, even an entrepreneur can do interviews on programs and various publicity methods..." While complaining, he changed the channel.

Switching to a relatively relaxed blind date, everyone started to look at it with great interest.

Sister Mingyue glanced at Lu Qiulang sideways and said: "Even a 47-year-old aunt can be taken away by a young man in his twenties. I think I will sign up for it another day. No, let's call now and ask."

Lu Qiulang glanced at her, cleared his throat with a "hmm", and did not agree or object, but Sister Mingyue started laughing.

No one looked at me specifically. Sister Mingyue's complaints, changing the channel, and talking about going on a blind date were all natural and smooth. Yes, what happened to Jun Changqian is all in the past tense to me.


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