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The 196th section of the misty melody

"Tick...tick, tick, tick, tick...well, how about this melody..."

"Great."

"Is it good? Well, write it, write it... But I think the latter part seems a bit strange. Would it be better if it was changed to tick-tick-tick-tick..."

"Well, it's really better than before..."

"Please! Jiaming, don't always tell me whether you're okay or not! What I want is opinion! Opinion! You are such a great composer, but you always deal with me! I also want to write great piano music!"

"But I compose music through intuition... For example, if I think of a sentence intuitively, I already think about how to sing it, and then I compose it naturally. This is all intuition... I can't wait to share this intuition a little bit.

for you……"

"Just a little?"

"Okay, I'll give it all to you..."

"That's pretty much it... Wow, I'm still very depressed. You are a genius and I am a fool..."





Wearing a loose shirt and white silk trousers that only reached her knees, Ling Jing, who was dressed in a cool summer dress, fell down on the hospital bed with a thumping sound. Her delicate hands and bare feet were raised with the vibration, and she made a stroke with the pencil in her hand.

He touched the water glass on the bedside table, and after a moment, Shasha, who was sitting next to the bedside table catching up on his summer vacation homework, jumped up.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh… help me——”

Jia Ming, who was eating canned oranges on another hospital bed, was stunned for a moment as he watched the two girls hurriedly rescuing their homework books and draft books, desperately slapping away the water stains on them. Then... the stronger little female wolf

Standing beside the bed with his hands on his hips, the weak-looking little Aries lay half-lying on the bed with some flinching, looking into each other's eyes, and there was a spark...

"Ye Lingjing, your skin is itchy, aren't you?"

"I, I, I... you, you, what are you going to do..."

"My summer vacation homework... didn't you say that I have no inspiration for composing music? Don't worry, you will have it soon!"

"Help..."

Lingjing turned over, ready to escape from the other side of the hospital bed, but Shasha had already swooped over, hugged her waist from behind, and screamed, Jiaming almost spat out the food in her mouth with a pop.

He came out. He was holding the can and was stunned. At this moment, the two girls were struggling on the bed. Lingjing screamed and wanted to escape, but was pulled back by Shasha every time. The feeling of one after another... uh, very interesting



After a while, Lingjing, who was already guilty, was turned over by Shasha, pressed down viciously, and began to violently ruthlessly. There were sounds of begging for mercy, cries for help, and even moans in the ward. Jiaming looked at the wound on his chest.

He was wearing a bandage and started eating cans innocently... It can't be done, it can't be done, don't call me, I'm powerless... Not long after, with the sound of the door opening, the two people on the bed inside suddenly stopped.

. Entering the room, Jingxian stared blankly at the scene of her daughter being bullied, and then closed the door.

"Well……"

The clothes of the two girls who sat up from the bed were a little messy. Lingjing's shirt even had a button removed. The straps of their bras were exposed. Both sides were in a stalemate for a moment, then they smiled coquettishly and stepped back from the bed.

She came down, raised her summer homework that was wet with water, and began to complain: "Lingjing spilled water onto my homework."

"I apologized..." Lingjing sat on the bed and tightened her collar in embarrassment, and then subconsciously shrank her white neck. However, this action was obviously a bit cover-up. She had just pinched and gnawed, and now she had already

Several eye-catching strawberries were planted. Duan Jingxian was even more stunned when she saw it. Jiaming raised his hand while holding the can: "Actually, it's like this...the two of them are gay."

Such straightforward words had some effect. Mother Ye smiled angrily and patted Jia Ming on the head: "Stop talking nonsense, you guys... feel better today?"

"I want to be discharged from the hospital."

"Don't even think about it!" Ye's mother, Lingjing, and Shasha shouted together, scaring Jiaming so much that he shrank his neck.

"Yours is a gunshot wound. Although you have been exercising and your physical fitness is much better than that of ordinary people, more than ten days is still too little time. Don't worry, Yahan will help with the registration for the start of school, won't you?

I live here well, it’s paid for by the Zhang family anyway... If you want to be a doctor in the future, the first thing you have to learn is how to hospitalize more patients, haha, let’s experience it..." Mother Ye rolled her eyes at him and said in a tone

Turning softly, he placed his palm on Jiaming's forehead and began his daily routine of inspection and nagging, "That's a gun. Although it's honorable to act bravely, don't take advantage of it next time. No matter who is caught,

Whether it's your relative or a good friend, the best thing to do is to call someone first. The day you were sent in scared me to death. If something happened to you, how would I explain it to your parents..."





Ever since Jiaming was injured, Lingjing and Shasha moved their daily activities to the hospital, where they took care of Jiaming, played, read, and did homework. There were two beds in the large ward, one for Jiaming and two for Jiaming.

The girls also occupied one bed. Sometimes Lingjing slept here, sometimes it was Shasha, and sometimes the two girls crowded into the same hospital bed to rest. It seemed a bit ambiguous, and even to outsiders it seemed a bit ambiguous.

It is inevitable to speculate, but for people who know each other well, the relationship between these three people has been indistinguishable from each other since elementary school and has continued unchanged to this day.

For Ye Han and Duan Jingxian, they already knew that Shasha was Jiaming's girlfriend, and they had considered that it would be inappropriate for their daughter Lingjing to follow them here. However, Lingjing's attitude was firm, and they had no choice. In this life,

, it is rare to have one or two friends who can be completely trusted. The two of them had such a friendship with Jiaming's parents. Now that Jiaming's parents are dead, they have always regarded Jiaming as their biological son.

Now that Jiaming and Lingjing have such a good relationship, they are naturally relieved to see it.

Jiaming's physique is very good, so good that even Duan Jingxian, a doctor, is surprised. Ye Han regards this kind of thing as his good training. As a result of Jiaming's hard work, even if he does not dare to hit anyone, his training

The process is always obvious here. The spirit of Chinese martial arts is not about hurting people, but about cultivating the body. He was able to recover well within a week after the operation. In the next few days, Jia Ming clamored to be discharged from the hospital, and Duan Jingxian was inevitably beaten every time.

He chatted for a long time until Lingjing started to imitate Luo Jiaying.

"Humans are born of human beings; demons are born of demons. When a demon has a kind heart, it is no longer a demon, but a human demon... Shasha. Do you understand, wow, mom

, don’t hit me in the face!”

In fact, just after Jia Ming had the surgery, Lingjing and Shasha cried hard for two days.

After crying, because Jiaming recovered well, the two girls returned to their cheerful and optimistic attitude. However, what happened one night made Jiaming feel very guilty.

It was the sixth day and night after the operation.

Since the two of them were too busy in the past few days, they basically took turns to watch the night. Every day, it was common to lift the quilt to look at Jiaming's wounds wrapped with gauze, or to sit by Jiaming's bed and talk.

Six days ago. Of course, the chest is not in good condition, but for Jiaming, who has experienced life and death countless times, as long as he is not in the same state as a top opponent, there is basically no danger. That night, the two girls said a few days ago

The chaotic state came to an end, so they stayed with Jiaming in the hospital. Jiaming shared a bed, and the two girls squeezed into the same bed. Late at night, Shasha seemed to be a little uneasy, tossing and turning on the bed.

Of course, such a thing could not be hidden from Jiaming. She got out of bed to drink water twice and went to the toilet once. After getting out of bed for the last time, she walked to Jiaming's bed, moved a stool to sit on, and then pulled Jiaming.

With one hand of her hand, she lay directly on the bedside and fell asleep. It seemed that because Jiaming was by her side, she did not wake up naturally this time. When Jiaming opened her eyes, her black hair fell on the white sheets outside the window.

There was good moonlight, shining like silver powder, and he stroked Shashadi's hair with his other hand. Immediately, Lingjing on the other side also woke up, lying sideways on the bed over there, looking at the scene here.

After all, it is not good for people to sleep sitting next to the bed like this. Jia Ming and Lingjing whispered a few words, and then asked Lingjing to hug Shasha or go back to bed. Lingjing came over and patted her gently.

There was a rustling on her shoulder, but she did not wake up. After waiting for a while, Lingjing stretched out her hand to pick up the crook of Shasha's leg, and put the other hand into her armpit - after all, she had learned martial arts, and Shasha's body was also

It's not heavy, so it won't be a big problem to pick her up.

Suddenly, Shasha screamed, startling both Jiaming and Lingjing.

Hoarse, weak, hoarse, the moment Shasha's body was picked up, Jiaming suddenly felt the hand she was holding tighten, and then big drops of tears suddenly overflowed from her eyes, while screaming

Talking in her sleep that others could not understand, she grabbed Jiaming's side with her hands like crazy, and patted the wound on his chest several times through the quilt, regardless of the quilt, sheets or Jiaming's body.

As soon as he caught it, he pulled hard, and finally hugged Jiaming's body tightly, talking incomprehensible words in his sleep, and burst into tears.

Jiaming had only seen a similar situation with Shasha once before.

That time they were caught by Cao Dongfeng and his son. When Cao Dongfeng beat Jiaming, Shasha's hands and feet were tied to a chair. She struggled and cried on the chair, and then finally knelt down on the ground along with the chair. That time, she cried while

Begging for mercy, he moved the chair inch by inch toward Jiaming, leaving a long trace on the ground. It seemed to be somewhat similar to the situation this time.

The chest was slapped by Shasha, which naturally hurt. Shasha hugged him tightly, and the tightening force seemed to use all the strength of his body. However, listening to her crying, Jia Ming suddenly felt a little at a loss. No matter what,

None of his experience could help him cope with the situation at hand. Lingjing gently comforted Shasha's back: "She had a nightmare..." Her voice was also choked, and then she cried to Jiaming for several days.

The first time I came here I complained: "You bastard..."

Soon after, Shasha woke up. The two girls hurriedly checked Jiaming's chest. Shasha cried and said she was sorry. She didn't mean it. No one mentioned this matter after that. Some things in this world are only suitable for

Remember it, no need to mention it.





Yahan came to the hospital on the second day after the operation, and also on the third day, and then on the fifth and eighth days, and then did not come again. She probably wanted to organize the opening of Sacred Heart College, or to visit

I saw the haggard faces of Lingjing and Shasha, and the faces of them smiling when they were playing.

The words are always those words, say thank you, say sorry, you shouldn't have said or done that some time ago, say you will still accept me as a friend, and so on. Occasionally when Lingjing and Shasha left, she looked very strange sitting by the bed.

Silent, his eyes were a little complicated, and he seemed to want to say something unexpected, but in the end he couldn't say it. The relationship with Yahan was the messiest one Jiaming had ever experienced since his rebirth, and he couldn't put the disguise on Yahan.

In front of him, he was probably even more embarrassed than Yahan. In a sense, he felt a small part of Minamoto Yori Chaochuang's mood.

However, no matter what, we are all friends again. Although it doesn't make any sense, we shouldn't be too cold when we meet in school in the future. It's really a boring thing - he doesn't like this feeling, but with swords, guns and murderous techniques,

There is obviously nothing that can be done about this.

Liu Zheng was actively preparing for a war with the Sanqing Gang. However, a few days later, the other side took the initiative to ask for peace talks. Huawei lowered its stance. After some negotiations, Liu Zheng, who was originally prepared to fight to the death, also agreed to these things. After all,

They finally confirmed that Scar's incident was not controlled by them, temporarily resolving the grudges between the two gangs. Whether Ye Lian and other national security gangs were involved was not something Jia Ming could know in the hospital. His own

He wanted to avenge himself. He didn't want Liu Zheng to cause big trouble for him. If he was asked to investigate afterwards and found out that it was indeed the Sanqing Gang who instigated Scar to find Yahan, he could have done the killing at any time.

Xun returned to Jianghai on the afternoon of the third day. When he rushed to the hospital, his hands were wrapped in gauze and his legs seemed to be in some discomfort. The two of them didn't talk much. After that, Jiaming read a new martial arts novel in bed.

Regardless of her, Xun just sat by the bed, watching Jia Ming's every move quietly. The suitcase with not many things was placed aside. If someone could look carefully, they might be able to learn a little bit from Xun at some point.

There was a hint of satisfaction in her soft face, and she had only shown such an expression in front of Jiaming.

Excerpts from the brief conversation are as follows:

"What happened to your hands and feet?"

"I had a fight with my family."

"Trial? I thought Tianyu Zhengze would find a way for you to avoid it? Did you get hurt on purpose? Want to hide your strength?"

Shaking his head...

"That's very disappointing to me. With your level of training, if you go all out, you should be able to win. Basically, you can do it one by one, and I won't beat you up."

"...Does Mr. Gu care about me?"

"Of course I'm concerned about your strength, but...if you choose me as the first person to play with, I think you can be more reserved. I seem to prefer girls who are more reserved."

"yes……"

After that, Xun came over every day and didn’t have much communication with Jiaming. Occasionally, she helped cook, peeled an apple, and had more conversations with Lingjing Shasha. Dongfang Wan also came twice. The factory started working. A few days ago

It rained heavily and caused a landslide next to the factory, but fortunately it was not a big problem. He asked Jiaming not to worry and to recover well. As God testifies, Jiaming has never been worried about the factory. I also came here once on Dongfang Road.

Jing apologized to him, saying that Jiaming was a little emotional the day he was injured and shouldn't have thrown away his clothes.

Then, September.

The new semester has begun, the second year of high school.******************


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