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- Walking out of the kitchen with a bowl of porridge on a plate, Chenmei took a deep breath with a smile on her face, and then walked into the house. When she reached the door of the bedroom, she paused for a moment before reaching out and pushing the door open - she thought Maybe as soon as the door opens, Zhao Yang will look over and smile at her as usual, or make out with her while the door is closing
But just like yesterday, Zhao Yang was concentrating on writing. On the table were the dishes placed last night. They were all cold, but none of them had been touched.
She moved her eyes away from the dishes and looked at Zhao Yang's face. He had not closed his eyes all day and night, but there was no trace of fatigue on his face, and there was no bloodshot eyes in his eyes. It was as if he was just practicing calligraphy here when he got up early. Like, if you don't look at the thick pile of paper in his hand!
She adjusted her mood again and said with a smile: "Zhao Yang, I just made a pot of your favorite pumpkin and millet porridge. Can you have a bowl?"
Still writing non-stop, there was still no eye contact as she expected.
She came closer and looked at the words Zhao Yang was writing: "The accumulation of wind is not thick, and its wings are unable to carry it. Therefore, for ninety thousand miles, the wind is blowing down, and then it is today's Peifeng; it carries the blue sky on its back. Mo Zhiyaolan, and then the current general Tunan"
If it weren't for his current state, it would be a wonderful enjoyment to see his writing and the process of writing. It seems that you can see his character and temper between the lines of these words. He is natural and unrestrained, and is with him. You may not realize it at first, but as time goes by, you can¡¯t bear to leave him, and you¡¯ll never get bored being with him!
Putting the porridge on the far corner of the table, Chen Mei picked up a spoon and stirred the porridge. The strong aroma of millet mixed with the sweet aroma of pumpkin wafted out with the heat. It immediately made my mouth water and I scooped up a spoonful. He blew on the hot air and said, "Would you like to drink some while it's hot?"
no respond.
Chenmei tested the temperature with her lips. He smiled and said, "Then let me feed you! You don't have to do anything, just open your mouth and drink - that's okay, right?"
After saying that, without seeing Zhao Yang's reaction, she looked at his expression and put the spoonful of porridge to his mouth, and said: "Smell it, um, it smells so good! This is your favorite pumpkin millet." Porridge, would you like to take a sip? Just take a sip first, okay?"
The spoon was placed at Zhao Yang¡¯s mouth without blinking his eyelids. When it touched his lips, he finally reacted and shook his head slightly.
When Chen Mei saw it, her heart was shaken, her eyes widened, and she said happily: "Do you want to drink it later, or do you not like this porridge? Whatever you want to eat, I will make it for you right away!"
But Zhao Yang made no movement again, his eyes just staring at the pen and paper on the table.
Chenmei waited for a while. The look in her eyes dimmed again. Seeing that the porridge was almost cold, she put it back again and stirred the spoon unconsciously. Then he smiled and said: "You usually shamelessly ask me to feed you, but now if you don't want to drink, I'll tell you. Don't think about it again!"
After waiting for a while, there was no movement.
She looked towards the door. The door was closed, so she whispered: "Then I'll feed you with my mouth. How about you drink a little If you don't speak, that means you agree. If you dare not drink after a while, hum, try it without drinking!"
With a mouthful of porridge in her mouth, she didn't let her right hand move. She walked to the left, pulled his left hand away and put it into Zhao Yang's arms. Then, while watching his expression, she raised her head and sent it over.
When their lips met, Zhao Yang's eyes moved, but he still didn't look at her. He just leaned over and sniffed her face, then shook his head, hugged her and pushed her away.
Although he pushed her away after just a slight sniff on her face, Chenmei could clearly feel Zhao Yang's subtle emotional changes after being a couple for two years, eating at the same table during the day and sleeping under the same quilt at night. , this time she was sure that he was conscious!
She was in a hurry to speak and opened her mouth to spit out the porridge. Then she swallowed it down and looked into Zhao Yang's eyes and said, "Are you doing something important and don't want us to disturb you?"
Zhao Yang blinked and a slight smile appeared on his face.
Seeing this, Chen Mei's worries disappeared. She glanced at the sunlight coming in through the cracks in the curtains and then at the neatly folded quilt. She calmed down and thought about Zhao Yang learning soul skills from Mrs. An. Regarding Qu's matter, he had a general idea in his mind, and said: "Since we are doing important things, we won't disturb you, but you must have a certain degree of control in doing things! You see, a day and a night have passed now. If you don't eat How worried we are about those who don¡¯t drink, right?¡±
After saying this, seeing that Zhao Yang didn't respond again, she wrinkled her nose at him and said: "Okay, I won't say anything anymore. Let's make an appointment, just at noon today. Then you can We have to stop, okay?¡±
Zhao Yang waved his left hand directly.
Chen Mei said with a smile: "Hey, okay, are you annoyed with me now? Okay, if you find it annoying, don¡¯t go to my bed again"
Seeing that Zhao Yang had a hint of impatience on his face, she said no more, opened the door and walked out with the porridge, the two bowls of leftovers, and a steamed bun.
As soon as he saw her going out, Sun Zhenxiang hurriedly asked: "How is it? He didn't eat at all?! This bastard, he wants to piss me off to death"
Seeing that she was about to push the door in, Chen Mei hurriedly blocked her with her arm and said: "Mom, don't worry, listen to me help me hold these two bowls, don't drop them."
Sun Zhenxiang took the two bowls of food and said anxiously: "What are you talking about? He is like this. Can I not be anxious?"
Chen Mei helped her sit down at the table and said, "I went in and talked to him just now. He was responsive, but he just didn't want to be disturbed I feel like he looks good, so he must be An Shi." It is said that he was thinking about an important issue and was fascinated for a moment"
Sun Zhenxiang frowned and said, "What can I think about? I haven't eaten all day and night!"
Mrs. An walked in with porridge at this time and said gently: "Zhao Yang has no problem at all now. We don't need to be so anxious, right?"
Sun Zhenxiang sighed and said sadly: "Can I not be anxious?" Seeing Zhao Bingxing walking in with Duoduo in his arms, she waved her hand again and said: "Forget it, let's eat. He will starve if he doesn't eat." he himself!"
Chen Mei was in a much better mood now. After thinking for a while, she said, "Mom, he doesn't want us to disturb him, so let's not go over there now. It's a good thing he has figured it out a long time ago, right?"
Sun Zhenxiang plucked off a piece of steamed bun and said, "For the sake of Duoduo and Xiao Xi, who would care about him? Eat, eat, and call Xiao Xi back at noon. I haven't seen anything weird all day long"
Time soon came to noon again. Although Sun Zhenxiang ignored Zhao Yang, he still made a large table of dishes based on his taste, but he still didn't take a bite.
Sun Zhenxiang was naturally worried and called Mr. Feng again. Zheng Xuhui also came back and called him. When he heard about this, Dean Xie Jinhui also rushed over with an assistant, and Mr. Qin also came over.
From the complexion and pulse condition, Mr. Feng, an absolute national player, concluded that everything was normal. Mr. Qin also stepped forward and touched Zhao Yang's jugular vein, and found that his heartbeat was extremely slow, but beating extremely powerfully. This was what he had experienced The baptism of war is a phenomenon that only occurs when boxing reaches a high level - this is naturally a good thing!
Only Xie Jinhui¡¯s assistant suggested that he could be injected with stabilizing drugs.
Mrs. An frowned and glanced at Zhao Yang without saying anything. Then the assistant walked up to Zhao Yang with a syringe and was about to rub alcohol on his neck when he was kicked from the bedroom to the living room!
After comforting the assistant, who was not actually hurt much, Sun Zhenxiang and others felt somewhat at ease.
However, it was afternoon and evening again, and Zhao Yang still didn't eat or drink. Sun Zhenxiang went in and out of Zhao Yang's bedroom countless times, and then came out to trouble Zhao Bingxing - a family member, so she couldn't bear it. Talk about Zhao Bingxing and Zhao Yangye.
Chen Mei was also worried, but with Sun Zhenxiang's appearance, she had to calm down, especially since Zhao Yang still looked the same even though he hadn't eaten for two days. So, after sending Chen Dujiang and others away, she persuaded Sun Zhenxiang to She went to bed, and then she sorted out what Zhao Yang had written.
Mrs. An also sat aside to tidy up together. She looked at her watch and said to Chen Mei, "You go and have a rest. By the way, can you sleep in my room tonight?"
Chen Mei said with some confusion: "Why?"
Mrs. An smiled and said: "Listen to me, this is for your own good."
Since three o'clock this afternoon, she has clearly felt that Zhao Yang's soul has become more violent. This is basically a good thing for him, but with his powerful soul, sleeping next to him may not necessarily be a good thing!
Chenmei thought that Zhao Yang was learning soul music from Mrs. An. She had seen the twelve scrolls and couldn't understand them at all. Maybe there was something between them that was not convenient for outsiders to see, so she agreed. .
At this time, as the writing became smoother and smoother, Zhao Yang's soul became more and more lively. His mind moved, and the original text of "Xiaoyaoyou" flowed out of his heart like water, followed his arms to his fingers, and finally turned into words. On the paper, the words on the paper seemed to come alive in his eyes, talking and interpreting to him.
Not only did he already know something about this article when he first came across it, but when he saw it appearing in front of him in the form of "The Book of Life and Death", he had read it countless times and already understood it in his mind. .
But now, all the words are floating in his heart as if they are alive. Beiming, Kun, Peng, Jiuqianli each word is floating in his heart.It appears in the heart, as if it is going to turn into something, but it seems that something is missing and cannot come out of the heart!
This feeling was like a lump in his throat. He put down his pen and sat quietly for a while. Unable to understand it, he walked back and forth in the room again, but still couldn't break through.
I don¡¯t know how long he walked, but before the breakthrough came, the third emergency came - it was okay if it didn¡¯t come, but it was still urgent when it came, so he quickly took the paper and ran out.
When he came out of the toilet, he suddenly felt refreshed and suddenly had inspiration for those words flying around in his heart like summer moths!
He walked quickly towards the house, and saw the red light in the east from the corner of his eyes. It was another early morning!
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