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- Lying back on the bed, thinking about Mrs. An's words, Zhao Yang didn't feel sleepy for a moment. Chen Mei, mother and son, were still sleeping peacefully next to him. He turned to look at them, not knowing what he was thinking, but his heart slowly calmed down.
I don¡¯t know when the wind started outside, and the clouds moved with the wind. When the clouds were clear, the moon would also show its face. When the wind blew out a cloudless sky, the full moon was completely revealed, giving off its brilliance.
Although it only happened for a moment, Zhao Yang felt that his mind was dazzlingly bright, and then countless unfamiliar scenes quickly passed by before his eyes. It wasn't until he saw himself standing there facing a person that he opened his mouth and said a word. There is a feeling of d¨¦j¨¤ vu, but when I think about it again, isn¡¯t it what happened just now?
As a result, he saw clearly that the person standing opposite was Xiaoqiu, and the unfamiliar scene was acting out what happened between the two of them. Without exception, it ended with Xiaoqiu falling, and a feeling arose in his heart. Zhong Ming realized that it was just that the wind was chasing the clouds, and it was only brighter outside. The sky was covered by clouds again, and occasionally it would still be bright, and his previous state also disappeared.
I don¡¯t know when I fell asleep. I vaguely remember thinking about the Mingyue Soul that Mrs. An told me, and then I didn¡¯t know anything else until my face was pressed by something warm and soft, and there was still a smelly smell. He wrinkled his nose and opened his eyes, but Duoduo was sitting on his face, while Chenmei was covering her mouth and laughing.
Holding Duoduo in one hand and supporting the bed with the other, he sat up. Seeing the bright light outside, he asked: "What time is it now?"
Chenmei took Duoduo, arranged his clothes and said, "You still ask what time it is? We have finished breakfast, and Anshi asked you to sleep a little longer What have you been doing recently, and why did you sleep for so long?"
Zhao Yang thought for a while and felt that maybe he had been guarding against Xiaoqiu for a while. Last night, the hidden danger was finally eliminated and he could relax. So I slept a little longer.
Sun Zhenxiang came in when he heard the commotion, hugged Duoduo, and said cryptically: "You are young, your days are still long, your health is important, be careful in everything I will heat up the food, get up and eat quickly!"
Chen Mei blushed at being said, but it was difficult to say anything, so she waited for Sun Zhenxiang to carry Duoduo out. She twisted Zhao Yang's arm and said angrily: "It's all your fault, our mother misses us so much You heard it too, our mother said, please pay attention to me. Don't let me follow you and it won't look good." !¡±
Zhao Yang smiled and refused to pretend to dodge despite being pinched by her. He paused and said, "Tell our mother that you won't have breakfast."
Chen Mei stopped, glanced at him, and reached out to touch his head. Concerned: "What's wrong? Are you sick?"
Zhao Yang shook his head and said: "Don't think blindly, I'm fine You can go out, I want to be alone for a while."
His head is not hot either. His voice was clear and he didn't look sick. Chen Mei didn't know what was wrong with him for a while, but Zhao Yang spoke very formally. After saying that, he took the book he often read from the top of the closet and sat at the desk to read it.
Chen Mei just thought he thought of some problem to study, so she said hello and went out. He also closed the door for him.
Zhao Yang sat at the table and flipped through the first volume of the "Book of Life and Death". In fact, he didn't even need to read it. Everything on it had already been printed in his mind. Moreover, his mind was not on it at this time - just after waking up. During this time, he felt that there was something in his heart, like a flower about to bloom, but something was missing, blocking its blooming!
Putting down the book, he walked around the room several times, trying hard to touch the feeling deep inside his heart, but the more he tried to reach it, the weaker he felt. So, he took a deep breath and stopped trying. Think about it, open the paper and pen, pour ink into the ancient inkstone given to him by Mr. Qin, add water to grind it evenly, and then start writing. The content is naturally "Xiaoyaoyou".
He wrote the entire text silently, word for word, and moved his wrist, then continued writing it a second time. This was a very free and comfortable feeling. As the pen moved, his mind was nourished, which he had always felt. Feeling, but now he felt something was wrong, even out of place, especially compared with the insights he had today.
After writing for the second time, he put down the pen and looked at the familiar words in front of him and the meaning of the writing. Aren't these the first and middle volumes of "Book of Life and Death"? It¡¯s too familiar after all!
He stopped, looked at the paper and pen in front of him, and then picked up the pen again. He didn't think about anything, but like a beginner, he deliberately wrote word by word, so that the written words would naturally become natural. The original continuous connection of writing styles is broken.
It is very hard to do this, especially after slowing down, writing nearly two thousand words one by one is a very long process
After Chen Mei went out, she originally didn¡¯t want to disturb him. She didn¡¯t want him to write in the room, but she didn¡¯t know?What, but now it was almost lunch time again, so she had to walk into the room, looked behind him for a while, and then commented: "Why does this word seem to go backwards as I write it? Hey, Mr. Zhao, a famous doctor and a great calligrapher, it¡¯s time for lunch, would you like to stop for a meal?"
Zhao Yang glanced at her, and then turned to the words on the paper. These words still had the original meaning at the beginning, but by the end of writing, this feeling faded away, which made him feel happy, so he started writing again. Open a piece of paper and start writing.
Seeing that Zhao Yang didn't hear it, Chen Mei smiled and said, "Okay, no matter how hard you work, you have to eat, right?"
Zhao Yang continued to write word by word.
Chen Mei put away her smile and said angrily: "Hey, that's enough, it's time to eat!"
Zhao Yang continued to write, but as if he heard it, he shook his head in response, but his hand still didn't stop.
Chen Mei said angrily: "Okay, you can write for food!" After that, she walked out.
However, after the meal was brought to the table, she still walked in, gently pulled Zhao Yang's arm, and said, "Let's rest for a while. Let's finish the meal before continuing."
Zhao Yang kept writing, brushing, brushing, and his eyes only stared at the table.
Chen Mei was so angry, she said, "Speak, do you want to eat?"
Zhao Yang said expressionlessly: "Don't eat it!"
Chen Mei didn¡¯t expect that Zhao Yang would talk to her in this tone. This has never happened before! The grievances in my heart surged upwards, and I couldn't help but said angrily: "Okay, don't eat - if you don't eat, you'll be hungry!"
She walked out of the room, and Sun Zhenxiang came in with a plate of fried chicken legs and asked her, "Tell him to come out for dinner."
Chenmei gathered her emotions. He smiled and said, "He's still busy. He said he doesn't want to eat. I'll call him later!"
Sun Zhenxiang put the fried chicken legs on the table and said, "What's the matter? I haven't eaten breakfast yet. Why don't I eat lunch? I've been staying in the house for a long time. Let's see what he did!"
Chen Mei wanted to stop her, but failed. Sun Zhenxiang opened the door and stood at the door, saying, "Are you ready to eat?"
Zhao Yang only cares about writing. After a while, he shook his head.
Sun Zhenxiang said funny: "What's wrong? Do you want to go on a hunger strike?"
Zhao Yang didn¡¯t respond, so she walked over, stretched out her hand to twist his ears, and asked him to go out to eat, but this time she turned her hand halfway. Zhao Yang just kept writing. If she twisted again, Zhao Yang would impatiently pull her hand away.
Sun Zhenxiang was immediately annoyed. Chen Mei hurriedly stepped forward to pull her out, closed the door, and comforted: "Mom, Mom. Let's eat first. He doesn't know what he's thinking. Let's not disturb him!"
Sun Zhenxiang was helpless, but Zhao Bingxing came back with Duoduo in his arms. She let go of this problem for the time being, but still treated Zhao Yang well during the meal.
While Chen Mei echoed her words, she looked worriedly into the room from time to time, thinking that Zhao Yang was indeed a little unusual today. But it was still normal when I first woke up!
After dinner, she asked Sun Zhenxiang to take Duoduo for a lunch break. She entered their bedroom and closed the door behind her. Because the doors and windows were closed, the room smelled of paper and ink.
Walking to Zhao Yang, she worked up her emotions for a while and said with a smile: "We have been writing for four or five hours. Let's take a rest and eat something, okay?"
As she spoke, she observed Zhao Yang's expression and reached out to hold his writing hand. She didn't resist but didn't stop either. She tried to grab his pen. Zhao Yang frowned and quickly glanced at her and said: "do not bother me!"
Judging from the reaction just now, it seems to be a bit like normal behavior. Chen Mei smiled and said: "I won't disturb you, but look at what time it is. Even if you are obsessed with writing, you still have to eat, right?"
This time Zhao Yang did not respond.
Seeing this, Chen Mei turned to thinking about figuring out the reason for Zhao Yang's abnormal behavior today, and asked with a smile: "Why did you suddenly think of practicing calligraphy today? Your calligraphy is already very good. Mr. Feng said with a smile the other day. Didn¡¯t I say that your calligraphy is smooth and smooth, and it is better than some professional calligraphers"
As she spoke, she observed Zhao Yang's reaction - apart from his eyes shining, which was a sign of concentration, he had no reaction at all!
She sat down and carefully sorted out what happened yesterday and today. What is certain is that she was fine until she went to bed yesterday. Why did she become like this today? Did something happen last night? Why didn't she have any impression?
By the way, when she said he was lazy in bed this morning, Mrs. An told him to rest and not wake him up, but this was considered normal!
Apart from that, there really is nothing else!She thought hard for a while and saw that Zhao Yang was still writing there stroke by stroke. He opened his mouth several times but didn't know what to say, so she went out and poured a cup of tea and put it on the table and looked at him. Said: "Drink some water?"
Zhao Yang¡¯s eyes moved, but soon he was immersed in writing again.
¡°Okay, stop writing all the time and talk to me for a while, okay?¡±
"Our sister-in-law is about to give birth. My eldest brother wants you to deliver the baby. What are your plans? A natural birth is good for the baby. Don't think there are any obstacles. You are a doctor, right? You don't have to see a doctor when you go to the hospital. Moreover, it involves both skin preparation and side incision"
"You drink some water. Even if you don't eat, you have to drink some water, right?"
"I've been writing for so long. If you don't eat or drink water, why don't you take a rest?"
"Hey, stop writing. Look, our mother is taking a nap with Duoduo in her arms today. It's just the two of us here, right"
"What did you want to do last night? If you go to bed at this time, I promise you that we will count down to five. If you don't come, there will be no such good thing! Five, four, three, two"
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She tried her best to use emotion, reason, and lust, but Zhao Yang seemed to be fascinated. Just lowering his head to write, she became more and more anxious and frightened. Tears also began to flow.
Afraid that Sun Zhenxiang and the others would be worried, and Mrs. An happened to be a doctor, Chen Mei hurriedly called her and said, "Master An, please come back and take a look. Zhao Yang seems to have a demon!" - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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