In terms of beauty, you can't beat me

Han Jue and I rented a boat and went down the river, enjoying the beautiful scenery and beauties along the way.It's just that every night when he rests, Han Jue removes the mirror in the inn, saying that it is unlucky to have a mirror in the room when he sleeps at night.Now that I follow him, I naturally listen to him in everything.

After the first seven days, the face began to itch, as if bitten by an ant, dense and itchy to the bone.

When we arrived in Liangzhou, there was a boundless spring rain, and it lasted for three days and three nights. Han Jue and I hid in the room, playing chess or playing the piano, and we lived happily.

I was reading with a light on, but suddenly the hand holding the book lost its strength, and the book fell down.Han Jue rubbed my unconscious hand in distress, and I smiled and said, "It didn't hurt just now, but now it hurts from you rubbing it."

There were uniform footsteps outside the window, and along with the footsteps, there was the familiar voice that could no longer be familiar: "You guys go to the east to search, you guys go to the west to search! Remember, every room must be searched carefully. !"

Shutong came to catch us.Han Jue and I were secretly startled, we didn't expect Shutong to follow us so closely!

Han Jue hurriedly got up to pack her luggage, and I jumped anxiously: "What time do you need those things outside of you!"

Han Jue was still concentrating on looking for something carefully. I was so anxious that I grabbed his hand and jumped out of the window to escape. Because I lived on the second floor, there were dense small green bamboos planted outside the window, so I couldn't see it for a while.

As soon as I jumped down, I heard Shutong in our room full of anger: "Search! Search even if you dig three feet!"

I stroked my chest and looked back at Han Jue. The dim light reflected on his face, which was as bright as a peach blossom. I was tightly clutching the piece of jade I gave him in my hand.

I reprimanded in a low voice: "This is not an example!"

The spring rain is drizzling, and it hurts a little when it hits the face.As if putting life and death aside, Han Jue smiled at me. Seeing his smile, I knew that I would choose to forgive next time.

Surrounded by people and horses outside the bamboo grove, the sound of fine and orderly footsteps was getting closer and closer to us, forcing us not to breathe out, and we just huddled in a dark corner and cuddled each other, waiting for the danger to pass.

Han Jue raised his arms and used his sleeves to block most of the rainwater for me. The boundless silk rain lasted for another night. When the sky was slightly exposed, Shutong led the people and horses to disperse.

Neither Han Jue nor I dared to go back to the room to get clothes and packages, so we sneaked out of the inn in embarrassment. In order to guard against Shutong's men and horses, we didn't dare to ride in carriages or walk on the main road. Fortunately, we found a wild village before the sun set. , stayed overnight.

It wasn't until I closed the dilapidated door that Han Jue's head fell to the ground and fell into a drowsy sleep. Even though I took life and death as a daily routine, I panicked at this moment. I changed the cold handkerchief one by one, but Han Jue's condition It didn't get better, but worsened.

Suddenly, Han Jue seemed to be suffering from Job's tears, and he clung to my hand tightly, his whole body was burning hot, but my hand was cold.Looking at the two hands clenched tightly, my heart felt as if someone had whipped me hard, bleeding continuously.

In the following night, whenever Han Jue felt uneasy, I would say: "Leng Si, I am here." Hearing this sentence, he would be quiet for a while, and after a while, he would struggle and suffer again, so I would say it again, and so on.

Until the next morning, Han Jue still had a high fever, and I was impatient and anxious, so I went to ask the owner of the house.

The owner of the house is a white-haired old woman with cloudy eyes and can't see things.The old grandma was taken to the firewood room by me, touched Han Jue's forehead, and said in shock: "If this continues, you will die!"

I grabbed it with tears and knelt down and said, "I also ask my mother-in-law to save him!"

The old woman groped to help me up: "Brother, if you really want to save him, I may have a way."

I held onto the old woman's hand tightly, as if grasping a glimmer of hope: "What method?"

"Our village has been closed all year round, and outsiders rarely come here, but more than ten years ago, a genius doctor came. He diagnosed our pulse and treated our diseases. He is amazing!"

"Where is that miracle doctor now?"

The old lady smiled and said, "He's at the east end of our village, you can go to him, remember to be sincere!"

"Thank you!" I thanked and ran out the door, walked to the courtyard and came back again: "Please trouble mother-in-law to take care of my friend!"

The old woman nodded happily, and I glanced at Han Jue lying unconscious on the bed, and finally gritted my teeth and headed to the east of the village.

Han Jue has never done anything wrong in his life, and now the blessings have finally come to him.When I came to the residence of the divine doctor, the divine doctor was drying herbs in the courtyard. He was dressed in a blue robe, with a neatly trimmed beard, and looked a little leisurely.

I grabbed the hand of the genius doctor and was about to walk back, but the genius doctor said leisurely with an unhurried expression: "Why are you in such a hurry?"

I was so anxious that I knelt down and said, "Leng...Lengsi, his high fever is not going away now, please be merciful to the divine doctor and save his life!"

The genius doctor got rid of my hand and flipped through the sun-dried herbs: "Why should I save him?"

I was slightly taken aback, then said: "Because human life is at stake."

The miracle doctor smiled, a little casually: "No one's life can close the sky. Without anyone, the sun will rise from the east and set in the west as usual."

I don't know what kind of medicine he sells in the gourd, I watched him flipping through the herbs: "He is my God."

The miracle doctor turned around abruptly, his eyes were sharp: "No one will be anyone's god."

I chuckled lightly: "It seems that the genius doctor is not only good at curing diseases, but also good at guessing people's hearts!"

The corner of the genius doctor's mouth curled up in a mocking arc, and his eyes shone shrewdly: "Guessing people's hearts is much more difficult than curing diseases and saving them."

Knowing that he was trying to embarrass me, I got up and took some sun-dried herbs, tore off the corners of my robe, wrapped them in my arms, and turned around to leave. Before leaving, I still didn't give up, looking at the genius doctor and said: "It would be great if these medicines could save his life. If not, I will die with him! Don't blame me for smashing the miracle doctor's sign at that time."

After speaking, he walked out of the door step by step. Every time he took a step, his heart sank a little, and finally he heard someone behind him shouting: "Slow down!"

I knew that the genius doctor had agreed to me to treat Han Jue's illness, so I bowed deeply immediately.

The genius doctor put his hands behind his back and said, "Go and get the medicine box in my room."

"Yes!"

When I returned to my mother-in-law's house, Han Jue's flushed face turned pale, and even his breathing was weak, so I hurriedly asked the doctor to diagnose his pulse.

About a quarter of an hour later, the genius doctor shook his head and said: "This young master is overworked, worried and worried, and he got caught in the rain to trigger this illness."

"Is there another way?" I was so anxious that I couldn't see him speaking so slowly.

The genius doctor deliberately went around in circles with me, the more anxious I was, the looser he became, and he said, "My lord, do you know that there are three things in this world that cannot be compelled?"

How could I be in the mood to play charades with him: "If the genius doctor has something to say, you may as well speak up!"

The genius doctor got up slowly, sat down at the wooden table slowly, took a sip of herbal tea slowly, and said slowly: "It's going to rain, mother is going to get married, and the king of Hades is demanding her life. "

The old lady said from the side: "The miracle doctor means..."

Han Jue lay motionless on the bed as if he had fallen asleep, and his slender eyelashes did not open and close as before, but were quietly pressed against his eyelids, as fragile as winter butterflies. I held his hand and said, "The King of Hades is coming He should also take my life if he takes his life, Han Jue is so innocent, he was implicated by me."

Divine doctor: "So..."

"I also ask the divine doctor to use all his medical skills. If it really can't be saved, please also ask the divine doctor to give me the next ecstasy soup, and then we will be buried together." I looked at the divine doctor very firmly, hoping that he would fulfill my wish: "Buy The coffin needs money, and hiring people to bury it also needs money. I met robbers on the lower road, and all valuables such as silver taels were robbed. Fortunately, this jade hairpin on my head should be able to exchange dozens of taels of silver. Please promise me! In the next life, I will be a grass title ring!"

The miracle doctor showed a moved expression, and the old woman sobbed, "Don't worry, brother, I will bury your wife with you even if I try my best!"

"My wife?" I was a little surprised, but then I was relieved: "It doesn't matter who's wife is whose, the important thing is that we are together."

The genius doctor also noticed the unusual relationship between the two of us. He dug out the brushes and other things from the medicine box, spread out the rice paper on which the prescriptions were usually recorded, and melted the dry ink with tea: "I'd be happy to help, but I'm just empty-handed. With that, I have to ask you to make a written proof."

I took a pen, dipped it in ink, and wrote on some yellowed paper: I have been in love for more than ten years, and I have been in love with each other for a long time. Today, I swear by this book. From now on, we will see peach blossoms burning, enjoy winter snow and white heads, and live together in the same quilt. Die in the same coffin.Signed at the end: Fool Qi Siyi.

As soon as he put down the pen, the genius doctor took the paper away and said, "I'll go home and get some medicinal ingredients, you stay here and watch him."

I obediently walked to the edge of the bed, and because the bed was short, I sat on the ground just lying on the edge of the bed to watch him.

The old woman smiled and said, "As long as the genius doctor is willing to help, your companion will be saved!"

"That's good." After I finished speaking, I started to stare at Han Jue without moving. I didn't even know when the old lady left.

When the miraculous doctor entered the room again, he brought a bowl of black medicinal soup, which was still steaming. I raised Han Jue's head, propped it up with a pillow, and poured it into his mouth spoon by spoon. .

Fortunately, although Han Jue was unconscious, he was still able to swallow the medicine, and after half a quarter of an hour, a bowl of medicine was drained.

I put the medicine bowl aside, and my mother-in-law brought another bowl of hot porridge, and said, "There is nothing delicious in the backcountry, so don't dislike this bowl of rough rice."

I thanked him and just put it on the ground, how can I have the energy to eat before Han Jue wakes up?

In the past, it was Han Jue who took care of me, but now it's finally my turn to take care of him, so I naturally do my best.

The feeling of fatigue gradually made my eyelids no longer obedient, and I was lying on Han Jue's side sleeping Zheng Xiang, I felt a itch on my neck and cheeks, I scratched it in my sleep, and said in a daze, "Don't touch me, I'm a family man !"

"Really?" The warm voice sounded as soothing as spring water in a mountain.

"Yeah, it's written in black and white!" I still thought it was a dream.

"Then you know that I am your husband and your God."

I shook my head: "My husband, my god, there is only one person, and there can only be one person."

"Who?" The voice was soft like the spring breeze in March.

"Secret!"

A helpless sigh came from my ear, and I smiled and said, "If Leng Si would sigh, it should be like this."