Undying Patient

Zero number obediently called up the data panel, but the data above is fascinating-

Total rescue target: Feng Jiuli / Jiang Lishan (saving) 50/100

Rescue target: Yunmengchen (saving) 15/100

Jun Chang Wu (not yet rescued) 0/100

Yan Hui (not yet started to rescue) 0/100

Qiu Yi (saving) 70/100

Lifeng (rescue completed) 100/100

Punish the world additional target: Jun Changle (saving) 0/100

Points awarded: Ping An (saving completed) 100/100

Joy (saving) 80/100

After reading the data, Su Jinzhi sighed long and said to No. "I think the hardest thing to save in this world is not the overall goal, but these unpredictable goals."

When he first got along with Yunmeng Chen, the rescue progress value was almost 50, but in the meantime, not only did it not rise, but he fell so badly, he almost approached Xi You, who had not met before and started to save. The third emperor of the country feasted.

All the targets are so difficult to attack, not to mention that this is a punishment world-in addition to saving these targets, he also needs to save himself.

And Zero didn't know Su Jinzhi's tangle at all, but encouraged him with a soft juvenile electronic voice: "Master, the host is the best, come on!"

Su Jinzhi smiled when he heard the words, waved his hands and let Zero return the data board. After thinking about it, he was still a little uncertain: "Zero baby, am I really not going to die?"

Zero affirmed, "Yes, Lord."

"But I always think there is something wrong," Su Jinzhi murmured to himself. He was lying on the bed, looking at the light princess-like veil above his head, and then looked at the room where he was at the moment—glazed eaves, velvet and jade decorations , Gorgeous and comfortable.

It is indeed the top treatment in the world.

But the more so, the deeper the anxiety in Su Jinzhi's heart.

As if he wasn't sleeping with a few layers of soft cotton, but a desolate dead grave, and he was the dead body immersed in the dreams of old days, wandering like a soul and refused to leave.

"Where is this like punishment to the world?" Su Jinzhi murmured softly, then lifted Jin Jin off his body and got out of bed. Of course, he didn't forget to put on the fox fur-after all, he didn't feel good about coughing up blood all day, he didn't want to torture himself.

Stepping on a soft carpet, Su Jinzhi walked to the window before Yun Mengchen was afraid of the wind before he left the house. The place where he lived was the city that never sleeps in Zhuhua. Sometimes it is even livelier than day at night.

The lanterns swaying outside the window set off the softness of the tree-filled mist. The bright peach fragrance is mixed with moonlight and dyed by Su Jinzhi's satin sleeves sprinkled on the windowsill. Then, the vertical street seems to endlessly. Passing by the passenger's shoulders—the old man was like a star and a moon, and hurriedly returned.

Su Jinzhi froze slightly when he saw Feng Jiuli. He stood under a flourishing peach tree with his arms in his arms. His cold black eyes stared at him without blinking. His black shoulders and UFA Many petals fell on it, and it looked like they had stood there for a long time.

At the moment when he met his eyes, Su Jinzhi suddenly had some pictures in his head. Those old dreams of yesterday flowed in sorrow and joy that year, not giving him a little precaution.

Su Jin's pupils shrank, trembling to close the wooden window again, leaning against the window to slowly and evenly breathe, suppressing the sorrow that belonged to Jun Changle suddenly rising in his heart-but it was too late.

"It was detected that the host produced 50 points of love for the overall target of the Raiders Jiang Lishan, and 50 points of hatred for the punishment of the additional target Jun Changle, turning on the fifth-level punishment mode." The ruthless mechanical sound of No. 1 clearly appeared in his mind Here, there is also huge pain.

Su Jinzhi felt that his lungs were bound by a dense net full of barbs, and he refused to give up the thick blood stagnation, and his steps trembled. Su Jinzhi knelt down on the ground, tearing Heartbreaking cough.

But he did not cough twice, Su Jinzhi pulled the fox fur over his head and covered it, biting the corner of his sleeve to suppress his painful moan.

At that moment, Su Jinzhi suddenly understood why this was a punishment world.

In each world, he must act in accordance with his original character activities until the mission is completed, otherwise he will be punished by more than five levels as the case may be. In the previous world, he could only act in the appearance, but he could not punish the world, because punishing the original emotions of the world would seriously affect him-the person whom Jun Chang Le loves, he would love; People, he will hate.

One of the rules of loving the living system is that the host cannot have any feelings for any rescue target, regardless of love or hate.

One of his goals in this world is his own. The person whom Jun Chang Le loves is nothing more than his relatives and Jiang Lishan. There is only one person he hates-himself.

In this ten years longer than Jun lifetime for Jun Changle, Jiang Lishan got an incomplete rebirth, but he lost everything-his loved ones, love, and himself.

The only thing in the rest of his life tormented by the disease was despair. Even if he could sleep in such a gorgeous and exquisite attic, he would only be accompanied by the lonely cold night and the painful bones.

He has loved ones who can't recognize each other. He has a beloved love like a stranger. Seeing or not seeing it is an unforgettable pain for him.

Not to mention that he lived in humiliation, the person who was trying to wait for him no longer remembered him.

Although Feng Jiuli is the general goal of the world's salvation, his problem is only indifference and contempt for life, such as his disdain for his status as a playful figure, Hua Wuyan; what he really wants to save in this world, The most difficult person to save is not forgetting his seal Jiu Li, not the three princes Yan Hui who have not met, not even Yun Mengchen, who has been falling in value, but himself.

Jun Changle waited for Jiang Lishan for a full ten years, almost a long time, even if he was alive, he was a ghost living in a gorgeous grave for ten years.

No. 1 told him to live well at the beginning, but it was more difficult for Jun Changle than death.

The two-hour penalty period was extremely long.

After the end, Su Jinzhi lay on the ground in cold sweat, spit out the blood-stained red sleeves and smiled bitterly: "No. 1, my father"

Suddenly No. 1 uttered: "Oh, okay, I have no opinion. Would you like to give you contact information?"

This time it was Su Jinzhi who shut up and didn't speak. After all, No. 1 is his father now. It has a thousand ways for him to survive or die.

After the physical strength recovered, Su Jinzhi slowly got up from the ground and lay back on the bed, rethinking the new strategy-he has failed a world, and if this world fails again, the next world does not know how difficult it will be, With this system, he worked hard to do the task to live a healthy life, instead of dragging such a sick body to death with a sigh of relief.

The next day, when Xi Jinlai came up joyfully, when he got up, he saw that the young man's red sleeve corners were red immediately, and he said again. Sitting at the mirror table, Su Jinzhi perfunctoryly shook him, daring to look at himself in the mirror with his eyes open-he just glanced into the mirror with Yu Guang, and No. 1 immediately appeared like a ghost. Saying "Detected that the host has a hate value for punishing the world's additional target, Jun Changle," he immediately gave him a level of punishment to show that he was selfless.

"If the son or not, let's see Miss Junsi at another time," Xie Le looked at his eyes flushed, and looked at the pale face of the young man, persuading, "You coughed up blood last night. Let's call Yun Shenyi today to give you a pulse. "

The young man sat in front of the mirror, with black hair hanging on both sides of his snow-white cheeks. His face was even paler than paper. He waved his hand, his voice fluttered softly: "No, I want to go white and go to the wardrobe today. Get me a white suit here. "

Joy wiped her tears and nodded, and did not dare to refute that he had taken the only set of pure white clothes in the closet, and served Su Jinzhi to put it on, and asked him, "Is the son's hairband white?"

The young man raised his hand and looked at his white sleeves, and finally revealed his first smile in two days: "Well."

Xi Le saw Su Jinzhi smiled, and couldn't help laughing, while chatting with Su Jinzhi while he was snarling: "My son, your purple suit has been dried out, and it will be put back safely."

Su Jinzhi listened to his words, and the smile on his face gradually faded. After a long silence, he interrupted Xi'er and said, "Take it and burn it."

After hearing Joy's words, he asked again, "My son, what are you talking about? You are going to burn that purple shirt?"

"Um." Su Jinzhi said lightly.

"But that shirt, son, you, but you let Sister Lan Wen embroider for three months." Xi Yue's eyes widened, anxious, "Why suddenly want to burn it."

"It burns if you don't like it." Su Jinzhi gently scratched the crying mole right below his right eye with his fingers. His voice was unheard of, "I won't be able to put it on anyway"

Joy listened, adding 10 points to his progress value.

Su Jinzhi thought: It is another perfect score.

Xi Yue didn't hear the last words he said, and when he still wanted to persuade the youth, Su Jinzhi suddenly got up from his chair and went out: "Let's go, you can't let Miss Junsi wait."

Su Jinzhi did not see Jun Chang Wu directly, but let Xile separate him from Jun Chang Wu with a veil of curtain, and met him through a thin layer of veil.

But this layer of tulle can't stop anything. You can see the figure and figure of the person opposite the mantle, and you can see everything except the face of the only person.

Su Jin was in a white shirt, staring down and kneeling at the low table waiting for Jun Changwu.

After Joy had tea for Su Jin, he immediately ran downstairs and told Yunmeng Chen that he had coughed up blood in the middle of the night.

Yun Mengchen was preparing medicine for Su Jinzhi at that time. After hearing the words of joy, the action of the fan suddenly stagnated, and for a while he suddenly asked an inexplicable question: "What color clothes are your sons wearing today?"

Xi Yue replied: "White." After sighing again, he whispered, "My son hasn't worn warm clothes for several days, it is obviously the beginning of spring. How can I wear these colors when I look at them?"

"Xile, you come to watch the fire." Yun Mengchen's heart trembled suddenly, shoved the small fan into Xi'er's hand, and went out.

Xi Le stretched his neck and shouted, "Yunshen Yun! Where are you going--"

Yunmeng Chen did not reply, "Go and see your son."

"But the son is seeing Miss Junsi—" Xi Yue chased out and bumped into Qiu Yi from the outside.

"Who are you chasing after joy?" Qiu Yi rubbed his chin and asked him.

Joy opened her mouth, and after thinking about it, she still didn't tell Qiu Yi about it, holding the corner of her clothes and saying, "Nothing."

When Yun Mengchen walked to Mudan Pavilion, Jun Chang Wu had not yet come.

The young man was dressed in white, and his loneliness seemed to be able to swallow up the hustle and bustle of the long street outside the building. Although he smiled on his face, his eyes were stunned.

"She hasn't come yet?" Yun Mengchen sat down beside Su Jinzhi.

"Well." The young man answered with a smile.

Yun Mengchen looked at the smile on his face, and his brows grew deeper and deeper. He glanced at the silk veil that Su Jinzhi used to separate him from Jun Changwu, and looked at Su Jinzhi's whole white hairband, pretending to be casual. He opened his mouth and asked him, "Don't you really want to see her, why did you get a veil?"

"I don't really want to meet," Su Jinzhi looked down at the steaming tea cup in his hand, took a sip and whispered, "It's fine, after all, she's not married yet, it's always bad to see an outsider "

"But Miss Jun Si is about to get married too. I heard that he and my seventh sibling are walking very close." Yun Mengchen said, staring at Su Jinzhi's eyes, watching his look carefully.

Su Jinzhi's tea drinking motion paused, his fingers tightened suddenly, and he took a deep breath. He took a deep breath and said, "When will Yun Brother, you will not listen to these false rumors?"

"Mengchen is wrong." Yun Mengchen smiled, but his fingers hanging on his thighs were clenched tightly. He changed the topic and said, "Why did Jin Zhi suddenly put on white clothes today? It seems that I have never seen Jin in the past. Through. "

Su Jinzhi was silent. Zero looked at Yun Mengchen's total rescue progress value and spoke weakly, reminding Su Jinzhi to answer Yun Mengchen's question carefully: "Master, the rescue progress value of Yun Shenyi has fallen to 10."

"I know, don't you worry." Su Jinzhi answered No. 0 in his heart, and suddenly looked up at Yun Mengchen, but suddenly burst into a brighter smile than just now, like the peony that bloomed to the extreme, "See what you want to see People should always wear clean clothes. "

Yun Mengchen heard that his pupils suddenly narrowed to a small point, and the throat knot rolled up and down, smiling stiffly: "What is Jin Zhi saying?"

"If only I was as clean as this shirt," the young man with an unusual smile on his face raised his arms to caress the white clothes like snow, and looked up at Yunmeng, always in white. Dust muttered, "I often envy Brother Yun, and can always wear this spotless white shirt"

The elegant dress is blue and white, and the prostitute wears red and green. This is a standard that has not changed since ancient times.

But if Jun Changle could choose, why didn't he want to take off his gorgeous red clothes and be a pure and innocent person?

Yun Mengchen and Jun Changle have been together for more than a year but have never seen him in white. Now that Su Jinzhi said, the progress value above Yun Mengchen's head suddenly rose from 10/100 back to 20/100.

One of Su Jin laughed even more brilliantly while scolding Yun Mengchen "you a bad thing" in his heart, and was preparing to be a doctor to give Yun Mengchen the **** doctor a few more potions, but suddenly he heard the wooden door creak, The voice of Jun Chang Wu gradually approached, and finally he faced him through a curtain of veil--

"Well, why is there a curtain here?"

The girl ’s voice was sweet and honey-like, like the yellow crickets that sang in the early spring, leaped gently among the green safflowers, and jumped on the string where the young man ’s heart was tight. When the end of the voice was ticked, the string sang Suddenly broke, a blood puppet popped up on the heart wall.

The young lady of "Mr. Jun Four" began to tremble, and then he stopped speaking after saying four words. After taking a few deep breaths, he calmed down the calm tone, but Yun Mengchen, who could move to the screen, could see the youth flushed. His eyes showed that his master was not as calm as the tone in which he spoke.

Su Jinzhi cleared his throat and whispered with a smile: "Wu Yan has a sick body, and it's not appropriate to pass the illness to Miss Junji."

Jun Changwu thought about it and said that Hua Wuyan was right. After all, his attendant said that he was sick last night. But isn't she here to see what the man who robbed Jiang Lishan with Jin Zhi's brother? Hua Wuyan made a veil to stop her from watching?

"But how can I see your face clearly like this?"

auzw.com The girl tilted her head to complain, and the swaying motion of her tremble shook with her movement. Even though she could not see her face through the veil, she could still imagine her at that end. How wronged is cute.

When the young man heard her words, he reached into his lips with a fist and laughed twice. Then he got up from the low table and went to kneel in front of Shaman. Like a young man dressed in snow, Yun Mengchen found out that he didn't even wear shoes and socks, and was almost transparent white. He stepped on a light cyan bamboo mat and floated over him with snow-colored clothes. Eyes, Yun Mengchen's body suddenly straightened, looking at the young girl's appearance and leaning her head, half frowning, half coquettishly said, "Can you see this clearly?"

Jun Chang smiled and smiled, and dragged the low table forward as he learned, and looked at Su Jin with a smile in front of the table with one hand holding his gills and said, "I still can't see clearly, but you How can you learn from me like this? "

"Well," Su Jinzhi groaned for a while, curling his fingers and knocking on his head, and seemed distressed, "Wu Yan then sit back."

"I don't want it!" Jun Changwu quickly waved his hand to stop him. "Isn't it better to sit closer with me? So many people want to sit with me and I won't give it."

Su Jinzhi laughed very heartily: "No Yan can be lucky."

"That is of course." Jun Changwu also proudly raised his small face, and then thought that she was here today to make things difficult for this little actor who dared to seduce Jiang Lishan, so she cleared her throat quickly, "Who?-Hua Wuyan "You give me a jump and forget about it, sing a little song."

Jun Changwu originally wanted to spend Wuyan twisting her hips and dancing for her. After all, do n’t they just do this kind of thing in a small hall like this to lead men to their room? Obviously a man, why should a woman do such a thing? But although she was disdainful in her heart, she still hadn't forgotten what the uncle said-he was sick, what should he do if he fainted when he jumped?

The girl bit her bright red lip, and after a while she began to hesitate whether to even sing. Hua Wuyan didn't look like a seducer, it must be Jiang Lishan's scum. She should go back to find her dad and give him a meal. She shouldn't be angry with others. Jin Zhi's brother taught her.

Su Jinzhi called the number zero: "Number zero! What should I do if I want to sing?"

Zero immediately said: "Don't worry about the host, Zero will search for the right song for you right away!"

Within a few seconds, Su Jinzhi turned on the fake singing mode—

"The rain and mist, the flowers are blooming again, the spring breeze blows to my home on the small building platform, and whenever the moon climbs up outside the world, it is full of hometown style."

Jun Chang Wu is still tangled there, but the young man sings softly.

Unlike the extravagant sounds of the wind and dust in the imagination of Jun Changwu, the singing of the youth is like a drizzling rain that is clear and clean, and it lands on the hearts of the people. The coolness makes people calm down instantly. Can't stop immersing in his voice.

But the youth only sang a few words, and the Jun Chang Wu could never laugh again. I don't know why, she didn't calm down when listening to the voice of the youth, but she felt panicked, and even couldn't help red eyes.

She couldn't help but wonder if Hua Wuyan was singing her homesickness? If Jinzhi's brother heard this song, would he go home?

Hearing her cry, the people in the curtain stopped singing.

"This, this song is so nice." Jun Changwu said dryly, wiping the tears in the corners of his eyes, "but you can't change it happily, I'm sad, do you know?" Said, Jun Changwu just wiped her tears and wet her cheeks.

She rubbed her face rudely with sleeves and rubbed two soft pink cheeks. It was red, and the crying mole under the corner of her right eye and the other was soaked with tears, but she couldn't wipe it .

Should not be like this

How did she cry so much in the past two days, she did n’t like to cry. After Jin Zhi's brother left, she seldom cried because no one came to hold her to wipe her tears and coax her when she cried. Say "Don't cry, dance, brother Jin takes you to play marbles, okay?"

But even if she carried the jade beads with her every day, no one would accompany her to coax her like a child.

Brother Jin, her brother Jin will never come back.

At this moment, Jun Chang Wu clearly recognized this fact.

"I don't want to listen anymore!" She rose suddenly, covered her face and ran out of Mudan Pavilion.

"Miss! Miss!" The maid who followed her immediately chased out.

The princess-colored dress wiped off the pale cyan bamboo mat, and gradually went away.

For a time, only Yunmeng Chen and Su Jinzhi remained in the Peony Pavilion.

Yun Mengchen frowned, opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but saw the young man smirk smirkly. The water light that originally held the pair of brown eyes and pupils finally gathered into beads, and slid down the pale cheeks of the man. , Drop by drop on the cyan bamboo mat.

In the deadly silence, he heard the young man open his mouth and continue to sing the song:

"The torrential rain urged me to leave my home thousands of miles away. The years have changed my face to my hometown. The memories will always be in my heart.

"Jinzhi" Yun Mengchen called him gently.

Su Jinzhi stopped singing, his eyes were out of focus, and he stared straight ahead.

Yun Mengchen looked at his eyes, slowly walked to his side, and sat down. He called the young man's name, and the long words were full of words, but he couldn't speak his throat. He didn't know what to say, let alone where to say it. Up.

"Brother Yun." Who knew that the young man was the first to speak out, but what he said made Yun Mengchen's heart startle and then he squeezed tightly.

"I miss home and I want to go home"

"I want to watch her grow up"

The young man closed his eyes, his voice became lighter, and sneered: "How can I go back? How can I go back to my home?"

His home, in a large number of towers and mountains, separated by mountains and seas, could not set foot on the land until his death.

"Jinzhi" Yun Mengchen was stiff, clenching his fists with his hands on his side, and he was trembling with voice, preparing to announce the secret to his mouth. The next moment, he saw the young man suddenly spit out blood while covering his chest. Leaning aside and sulking.

Yun Mengchen immediately knelt up to him and lifted him up: "Jinzhi! Jinzhi!"

The young man looked at himself in white that was stained with red by a little ape, and laughed foolishly: "It can't be cleaned, it can't be cleaned."

Su Jinzhi shouted in his mind, tortured No. 1: "I am so dirty! I am so dirty!"

Number one: "" This pretend is too much.

Yun Mengchen took a life-saving medicine he had made for the youth from the jade bottle around his waist, but just stuffed it into his mouth, and the youth had a fierce cough, like coughing his lungs, and even I could hear the sorrow of tears in his bones tearing the pain of screaming.

Su Jinzhi was really alive and painful. The progress value of Jun Changwu just went up, and his own progress value also went up, but No. 1 detected his hatred value of up to 80 points, and immediately gave him A level 7 penalty was imposed.

Punishment of level 5 or above will cause irreversible damage to the body. Su Jin suspects that this is the number one personal grudge in the communique, pretending to overdo it, and he has a cold sweat, his face is full of tears, and his consciousness is somewhat blurred.

Seeing him like this, Yun Mengchen finally reddened his eyes, carefully holding his body dumbly, "He didn't lose you Jinzhi, he didn't lose you, sorry to hide you for so long when my father picked him up at the foot of the mountain He was so **** that he kept saying your name, but when he woke up he forgot everything and forgot you. "

Seeing the youth's pain, Yun Mengchen finally admitted that some things could not be forced.

On that day he received the young man's fate, and everyone in the world envied him that he would be favored by the first beauties in Zhuhua and stay in this flower house for a long time, but he did not know that Su Jinzhi came to him just to heal the disease and continue his life.

At that time, although he was all sick, his eyes still carried the flame of unwillingness to die, but he fell here, and had no desire to live.

And it's all because of yourself.

"He clearly has forgotten you" Yun Mengchen shook her hand, trying to wipe the blood off the lips of the young man, "You shouldn't live so painfully for him"

"Did he forget you and you forget him? Isn't it bad?"

He knew who the young man was, and who he was waiting to live so hard. But he didn't know that the person he had been waiting for had completely forgotten him and would never come to take him away.

"Father said I was unfit for medical treatment, I have been unbelieving, and insisted on going out of the valley. In fact, he was right. People like me are qualified to save the world." Yun Mengchen laughed and laughed, tears oozing from the corners of his eyes, and muttering Speaking.

And what Yun Mengchen said later, Su Jinzhi could not hear.

Opening my eyes again, what fell into my eyes was his princess-colored veil. It was getting dark, he was lying on the bed, his clothes half-open, and a dozen long silver dangling needles stuck in his chest, refracting the terrible light in the bright candlelight.

"Don't move." Hearing the movement over the bed, Yun Mengchen, who was standing at the table, walked over to collect the needle on him, and then handed over a bowl of medicine with the right temperature.

Su Jinzhi looked up at him, Yun Mengchen smiled slightly, his smile was still gentle and gentle like a spring breeze, he whispered: "You take good care of yourself, he will remember you if you live well."

"He, does he really remember me?"

When the young man heard the words, his eyes lighted up, as if the pile of charcoal that had been burned had received fuelwood again, and a warm flame gradually came out.

"Yes, I will." Yun Mengchen pressed the sorrow at the bottom of his heart, and smiled softer on his face. He pulled the young man's arm around the corner of his sleeve slightly, shoved it into the soft quilt, and carefully chopped it for him. The cape, "My brother just wanted to see you, but Ping An said that you were sick and he went back. You have a good rest tonight and you will see him tomorrow."

Both seem to be avoiding something intentionally or unintentionally. Yun Mengchen did not want to mention it. Of course, Su Jinzhi would not say it. He laughed at the corner of his lips, and finally glanced at Yun Mengchen's head as high as 80/100. After closing his eyes contentedly.

Yun Mengchen sat on the edge of the bed, watching the youth's breathing gradually slow down, and then got up, blowing out the candles and leaving the room.

The dark room was quiet.

"Yun Shenyi's progress is rising very fast." Zero broke the silence and pulled out the electronic strategy board and placed it in front of Su Jin.

Su Jinzhi opened his eyes and propped up on the couch, but only one gesture made him face pale and put his breath on his chest. He grinned, and the voice of his voice became husky because of intense coughing: "I have been That's it, and I will commit suicide if his progress doesn't increase. "

If it was not because Feng Jiuli was the only support that Jun Changle persisted in, Su Jinzhi seriously doubted that Yun Mengchen would never tell him about Feng Jiuli's memory loss.

He said it in this life, but the people who heard it were not the real Jun Changle.

"Really pitiful." Su Jinzhi sighed while watching Jun Changle's progress value of 50/100 on the electronic board, but just met her sister and didn't even see what she looks like today, so satisfied?

"People who can easily forget will never be too painful. Only the people who are forgotten are the most pitiful." In the world, except for punishment, the number one who came out to brush up the existence suddenly made a noise, which scared Su Jin.

"Number one!" Su Jinzhi covered her chest. "You almost scared my lungs out of my throat."

Number 1: ""

"Hurry to do the task, and your lungs will be fine." No. 1 said coldly.

"Okay." Su Jinzhi answered calmly and firmly, then immediately lay down and pulled the quilt to his chin. "I'll do it when I wake up tomorrow."

Number 1: ""

Obviously his body was exhausted to the extreme, but Su Jin woke up very early the next day.

There was a cry of Chunyan outside the house, crisp and cheerful, and lined the morning with a very clean, and this long street was only quiet at this moment in a day.

When Xi Le entered the room with the hot water basin, Su Jinzhi had already dressed himself, sitting in front of the carved bronze mirror and fiddled with his hair, not knowing what to do.

"My son, why did you get out of bed!" Xi Yue quickly put the water basin away and walked quickly to the youth Su, waiting to see the young man's movements, he couldn't help holding his breath and stood still.

Seeing him coming, the young man slowly raised his head to smile at him, and then moved his white fingers to tear off the new white hair at the corners, rolled around his fingertips, and put them in a small box aside.

There were many white **** lying quietly in the box, without exception, all the hair pulled by young people.

The youth's eyes stared at the person in the mirror without blinking. His face was as pale as snow, and his rosy lips had no blood, but he smirked and said, "I can't sleep anymore, I'd rather get up and sit."

Immediately he looked up again, staring at Joy, and frowned slightly: "Joy, do you say I'm old?"

"You see I have white hair." I was afraid he didn't believe it. The young man pressed his hands on the mirror table and bent down to get closer to the bronze mirror, as if he wanted to see more clearly.

It took a long time for Joy to regain his own breath. He moved his stiff legs and walked to Su Jin's side, helped him back to his chair, and sat down again. He lifted the young man's still black hair and pulled it carefully, comforting him: How can I say that I am old? Twenty people in this neighborhood have heard that there are a lot of white hairs that are more tired than tired. Old people say that they are called juvenile whites, not white hairs that are born when they are old. "

The young man couldn't help laughing when he heard the words. The laughter was extremely joyous, mixed with countless joys, and he served him for seven full years without joy. At this moment, when he heard the young man's smile, he seemed to be trembling as if he heard the cry of the evil spirit.

"My son, my son!" Xie rushed to his knees, and cried in front of the young man's knees. "What are you doing, boy, don't do stupid things!"

Su Jinzhi sighed helplessly, and Yu Bai's fingers touched the young man's black hair, comforting him softly: "Joy, what are you talking about? My medicine? Didn't Brother Yun change a new medicine for me?"

Xi Yue looked up from his lap, and trembled, "Medicine joy will be brought to the son in a while."

"That's it." Su Jinzhi retracted his hand and got up to lie down on the soft collapse.

The young man leaned on the soft pillow, his long eyelashes were tied, the crimson collar was loose, and he opened the exposed peony bud branch slightly. He held the pestle on the side of the face and raised the other hand. Joy twirled the wet parcels one by one and wiped the fingers carved like white lamb fat, lazy, as if it had become the first beauty of the glorious Five Kingdoms, the most beautiful woman in China, Wu Wuyan.

Suddenly, he closed his eyes and looked to the south window, and asked, "Is it raining?"