General is ferocious: arrogant lady, don't escape

Why are you not interested in Gong Yueyue? In the eyes of evil young, she is very similar to herself in terms of personality, temper and temperament. If he is forced to make up for the scene of falling in love with her, it will only give him goose bumps.

Gong Yueyue still smiled, squinted at him and said mysteriously, "Oh, my poor husband. But there's a way to make you feel better about being a wife. "

His eyes lit up: "what way?"

"Look!" She took out a box of chess from her quilt.

He really came to the spirit, propped up his arms and was eager to try: "I didn't expect that the lady could play chess!"

"Of course, my chess skill is the fourth in our police force!" Although Gong Yueyue's words are correct, he is very moved. A game of chess can make him so excited. He is really clever and coax. However, it can also be seen that this ancient entertainment was indeed scarce.

He wrapped Gong Yueyue's upper body in cotton padded clothes, opened the chess box and spread a chess game between the two: "I learned some fur Kung Fu from my husband when I was young. I'm not good at chess, so please teach me."

Gong Yueyue rubbed his hands and said, "I won't let you. You'd better cheer up."

In a few minutes

"General." He decisively launched the black "car" and opened her red "handsome".

She was still thinking about whether to go "pawn" or "horse" first. Unexpectedly, "Shuai" was killed by him“ Huh? Where did your car come from? I ate it! " Her complexion is slightly red and she is a little unconvinced. Could it be that he made a thousand mistakes?

He blinked and innocently explained, "Madam... I have two cars."

She was stunned by embarrassment and dialed the chess game with her hand: "Oh, come again!"

In a few minutes

"You're here again... I'll pull a horse to eat your car and see what you do, general." She proudly took his second "car" in her hand.

Who knows, "general." He picked up the black "gun" and opened her red "handsome" across the red "horse" she had just killed.

Her little face turned pink and her pout was quite dissatisfied: "huh? Well... You've gone too far and shelled my headquarters! Come again! "

A few minutes later

She was still thinking hard, scratching her ears and nose.

But he knew that victory or defeat had been decided, and he couldn't bear to see her lose again“ Why don't I give up two cars and let's have another one? "

"Uh huh! It's very kind of you! "

Or in a few minutes

"Xianggong, why don't you lend me your car? They're also idle..." she began to play shamelessly.

Finally

"No more! I don't know if you opened the plug-in or took drugs! What a nuisance! " She shuffled the chess game, turned and lay down against the wall.

He leaned over and fell in her ear and begged for mercy: "don't be angry, madam. I'll lend you my gun..."

"Well... It hurts my self-esteem not to go with you!"

On January 2014, a private hospital in a city in southern China.

Jiang Haoran still pushed open the door of the ward on time. Gong Yueyue's mother Han Ping was washing her daughter's hair. He called out: "aunt."

Han Ping's red and swollen eyes squeezed out a reluctant smile: "Oh, it's Haoran."

Jiang Haoran went to the hospital bed, opened the egg tart box he had brought and put it beside Gong Yueyue's pillow. Every day he would bring her a favorite food and put it in front of her, trying to lure her to wake up.

Then he took off his coat and watch: "I'll come. You have a rest."

The slender fingers stroked Gong Yueyue's hair and gently untied the irregularities and tangles. Her face was still lifeless, only her chest fluctuated, maintaining contact with the people who loved her.

"Aunt, I have good news for you. My visa has been approved and I will go to the United States next month. My friend has found an expert for me over there. If it is settled this time, he will be invited to China this year. " His tone is happy and hopeful. In recent months, he has never stopped asking about famous doctors all over the world. Recently, he finally found one. It is said that the American doctor saved four vegetative people. Jiang Haoran went to the United States to talk about Gong Yueyue's condition with him in detail.

Han Ping's dark eyes were also lit up: "that's great. We have hope."

A bubble stained the pale face of Yue Yue. He gently brushed it with his back. " Don't worry, now that medicine is prosperous, she is a fighting girl and has never disappointed me. She will wake up. I won't give up. " When he said this, his eyes were as firm as his tone.

Han Ping looked at the resolute man around his daughter and his eyes were red: "Haoran, our daughter is really lucky to follow you."

He chuckled and rubbed her hair with his hands: "did you hear that, aunt is praising me. Aren't you afraid I'll be abducted by hot girls before you wake up? " A drop of water caressed her cheek along the corner of her eyes, as if she were crying at the moment. His eyes flickered slightly and wiped the water drops from her temples: "well, I know you can't bear it. Your husband will keep his body as a jade."

In winter in the south, the day is warm and the night is cold. Jiang Haoran sent Han Ping out of the hospital early and asked her to go back to rest. He returned to the ward, closed the glass window, released the folding recliner and sat next to Gong Yueyue.

"Whose song does my wife want to hear today? Don't tell me it's Eason Chan. He sings his songs every day. Honey is throwing up. How about something else? Is Zhang Yu OK? "

A thick and magnetic voice sounded in the lonely Ward: "I can't say enough, I can't help being sad, and I can't measure the distance between love and non love..." when I sang here, it stopped abruptly“ Well, this is not very good. Change it again. Let me think... "

I'd rather look at you and sleep so quietly than break up when you wake up. You say you... Sorry, this seems even worse. You don't hear it

He leaned over and kissed her lips, then continued to sing: "I can always play your supporting role with a smile and suffer behind you. If you don't want to... Forget it, Eason Chan."

"Heaven and earth linger on the ferris wheel, gazing at the flow of the world from a high place, the lost will still laugh and cry, and the ups and downs of life will greet and see off silently. When life seems to linger on the ferris wheel, happiness kisses the stars at any time. You can still hug each other in the trembling place, as if in the game, you forget the weight... "

This is a Cantonese song, Eason Chan's "happy ferris wheel". Gong Yueyue's favorite, because Jiang Haoran proposed to her on the ferris wheel. If Gong Yueyue hadn't had an accident, now they should have entered the auditorium and put on a white veil for her. She once asked Jiang Haoran to sing this song to her at the wedding.

But now, the Iraqi is not here, only a man who sings his hoarse throat alone.

The harsh winter in the ancient North made it difficult for the first pregnant Gong Yueyue to adapt. After returning to Zhao's residence in Luoyang from Kaifeng, she spent most of her time sleeping in bed to avoid the cold.

Zhao Changyuan retired from work every day and went back to his house to accompany him. On this day, I found her sleeping in a dream with tears on her face. He patted her on the shoulder and carefully woke her up: "lady, lady, what's the matter with you? Have a nightmare? "

She opened her eyes hard, but she just rubbed her eyes and didn't speak.

He sat by the bed and gently brushed away her tangled hair with his fingers: "Why are you crying?"

Seeing that she was still breathing in silence, he simply lay beside her and turned her face to himself: "tell me, you said you would be honest with me."

There was an irresistible firmness in his eyes. Seeing that she could not avoid it, she told the truth: "I dreamed of my mother... And... And Jiang Haoran..."

A word exploded in his heart like a sullen thunder: "I dreamed of them... What happened to them..."

"I don't remember." She whispered, her heart still beating violently.

"Are you homesick?" He knew that missing his family was inevitable and impossible to suppress. But I still feel inexplicable fear of her missing from the bottom of my heart.

"Yes." Her swollen eyes burst into tears again.

He curled up and wrapped her in his arms. "Then go back and have a look. I'll accompany you."

She shook her head.

"Is it because your parents like Jiang Haoran very much?" As he said this, there was a painful pain and grievance in his heart“ But we are married, and you are pregnant with my child. I believe they will accept me. "

But she gently hummed out two words: "no..."

"Do you have so little confidence in me?" His words were full of helplessness. The corners of his mouth could not help twitching a few times, breathing on her head“ Then I won't show up and let your parents see me, as long as... I can bring you back. " Having said that, he was very sad at the moment. He really couldn't figure out why he was so difficult to be recognized by her parents.

She clutched his skirt and whispered helplessly, "I can't go back either."

Hearing what she said, he was puzzled. He loosened his arms and looked at her little face: "why? Madam, where is your hometown? "

"A place where I can't go back and you can't go."

"Tell me where it is. I'll help you find a way. I don't want you to be sad. " Zhao Changyuan was even more puzzled about the territory of the great Song Dynasty and the places he could not go? Unless... Unless she's not from Song Dynasty.

His consideration really moved her, but where did she come from? How could she say the answer“ You... Won't have a way... "

Gong Yueyue's halting answer deepened his doubts. Her behavior, speech and speech are different from those of Han people with deep-rooted Confucianism. Is it Xixia? Or, or... Khitans!

He doesn't care whether she is Chinese or not, but he must know the answer from her today“ But I want to know where you come from. You and I are flesh and blood, but I don't know anything about your past. I don't like this feeling, which makes me very upset. " The more he spoke, the more excited he became, and a thin layer of red appeared on his white face.

She flattened her mouth and touched the tip of his nose with her fingers: "I'm afraid you'll be afraid when you know." Will people from the future be too strange for him, an ancient man?