[Su Meng Pillow Center] Flowing Yingying Pillow

In a blink of an eye, it was late autumn.

The lonely phoenix tree in the deep courtyard locks in the autumn.

The Jade Pagoda on Tianquan Mountain is also getting colder.

The servants who have been in and out of the Jade Pagoda these days can't bear to approach the room on the top of the pagoda.

There was always an intermittent hoarse coughing sound.

It seems that I have coughed too much and for too long, and I have lost strength.

But everyone was even more afraid that the voice would suddenly stop.

When there is no coughing sound, it is usually the owner of Fengyulou who has fallen into a coma again.

Doctor Shu also entered and exited the Jade Pagoda more and more frequently, and finally simply stayed in the room next to Su Mengzhen so that he could respond at any time.

Fei Liu has changed from being reticent to not talking to others at all, and only stays in front of the collapse every day.

Su Mengzhen was still awake occasionally at first, and could still drink the decoction by herself, but she has been more and more lethargic in the past few days.If you still haven't woken up when it's time to take the medicine, Fei Liu has already learned how to feed each other skillfully, slowly sending the medicine juice into Su Mengzhen's throat, and try not to let the medicine spill out, so as not to stain Su Mengzhen's neck.

His brother Su is always the most clean.

In addition, Fei Liu will carefully clean his face and body at least three times a day in the morning, noon and evening.And don't allow anyone to come near.

At the beginning, Yang Wuxie was worried and observed outside the door for a while.I found that this normally frizzy boy was actually more gentle and meticulous than all the servants who had served the son.Although not very dexterous, he was extremely patient and could almost be called pious.

only……

Yang Wuxie, who was physically and mentally exhausted in recent days, looked at the height of the Jade Pagoda and frowned worriedly. Apart from the death of the old landlord, it was the first time he felt deep fear.

No, more than then.

At that time, he knew that there was still a son who would come back to preside over the overall situation.

How many winds and rains are there in the wind and rain building?

Things have to start seven days ago.

At that time, Shan Da, head catcher from Six Doors, suddenly visited Jinfengxiyu Building, and with some unusual anxiety, he wanted to meet Su Mengzhen alone immediately.

That was the first time Su Mengzhen saw this usually desolate young head catcher with such compassionate and unspeakable appearance.

Like a frost flower touching the evening sun.

He still spoke.

He could only speak.

There are many words in life that you can't bear to speak but must be told truthfully.

He said to Su Mengzhen in a softer and calmer tone than usual: "My condolences to Mr. Su...Mr. Wen entrusts me with a message to the young master, 'Little lion can no longer be naughty with the senior brother. I hope the senior brother will take care of himself and eat on time." Medicine. My old lion deserves to die, and I have no regrets in this life.'... Factory owner Wen is a true hero. His body has been safely sent back to Xiaohan Mountain in accordance with his last wish."

Su Mengzhen managed to open her mouth, but she didn't hear what she said.

Sheng Yayu continued to finish in one breath: "It is the terrifying general Ling Luoshi. If Factory Master Wen hadn't severely injured Ling Luoshi that day, my brothers and I would not have been able to kill him together. The orphan of Factory Master Wen's family, Uncle Shi Care will be taken care of properly.”

Su Mengzhen didn't speak any more.

He just bowed his head.

Looking at his hands.

A pale, thin hand with slightly trembling phalanges but suddenly unable to bend.

After a while, he found his voice.

"Where it's useful to get Su, just open your mouth." Su Mengzhen's voice was surprisingly calm, like fallen leaves crushed into dust and mud, mourning inch by inch, "Forgive me today, cough, cough, cough... it's inconvenient to stay longer Head caught."

"Mr. Su cherishes himself dearly, and Sheng does not live up to his old friend's entrustment." For a moment, Sheng Yayu wanted to give this sick and injured cold and arrogant young man a not-so-warm hug. His mind only moved, and reality only allowed him I sighed in my heart, if I was hit by this, how would I deal with myself?Thinking of this festival, he softened his voice even more, "Young master, if you need anything, just send someone to the small building to deliver a message. Sheng will not bother you today."

Sheng Yayu had just left the room when Fei Liu, who had been patient next door for a long time, snatched in.

But seeing Su Mengzhen supporting the table with both hands, he tightened his fingers a little bit, and stood up slowly.

The twilight has leaped into the window lattice at some point, and the bright pale red paves the cold pavilion, reflecting like blood on Su Mengzhen's pale, almost ashen, slightly twitching face.

I saw thick blood.

Blood flowed from the pinnae, mouth and nose.

Like the desolate and beautiful lonely fairy grass on the cliff, it was destroyed every life.

Nothing lives.

Su Mengzhen's consciousness was broken at this moment.

He didn't even hear "Brother Su" who roared in mourning and fear.

Since that day, more than a dozen diseases on Su Mengzhen seemed to be scrambling to erupt, extremely dangerous.

Doctor Shu exhausted all his life's knowledge to stabilize his condition.

Around the seventh day, Su Mengzhen, who had been drowsy for days, seemed to be in better spirits, so Fei Liu helped him up, and sat on the pillow for a while.

Su Mengzhen opened her heavy eyelids, seeing the black eyes of the young man in front of her, she felt a pain in her heart.Slowly raised her weak hand, rubbed the top of Fei Liu's hair as usual, let Fei Liu get closer, and closed her eyes weakly.

"Cough cough...cough...little guy, have you ever experienced the sudden disappearance of an important person...that kind of person, who you are used to and will always be there, disappears as soon as you don't pay attention...cough cough cough ..."

After a long time of no response, Su Mengzhen tried to open her eyes.

But seeing Fei Liu was already in tears.

Silent tears also flowed into Su Mengzhen's heart.

The young man who had grown a lot recently said in his calm but extremely firm voice, "Fei Liu, don't leave, never."

Suddenly, Su Mengzhen didn't know how to respond, so she took out a clean handkerchief, gently and soothingly wiped away the tears on Feiliu's face, and said softly, "Feiliu is the best, Brother Su won't leave either. don't go."

"Well, pull Gogo."

"Okay, Lagougou. Cough cough... Liar is a puppy."

The little finger and the little finger are gently intertwined, like a silent vow, there is a close connection, constantly broken, flexible and lingering.

The stern young man slightly raised the corners of his mouth.

and expand the arc.

It's a laugh.

As bright as a star, brighter than clear.

Su Mengzhen suddenly felt that she had never seen a smile that touched her heart more than this in her life.

It can melt ice and snow, and it can defeat fleeting years.

He brought Fei Liu here because he wanted to give the child a home.

That's where he's never been.

And perhaps in the end, it was the kid who had been waiting for his return.

Regardless, they still have each other.

Need to go on together.

Since then, Su Mengzhen has been awake for longer and longer every day, and in less than a month, she was able to sleep in bed by herself.

It's just that this dangerous illness has further harmed his already afflicted body. Except for necessary matters, he seldom descends from the Jade Pagoda.Meanwhile, Cui Lueshang, the third younger brother of Shanda's headhunter who left in a hurry that day, also visited once.This time Fei Liu refused to leave his side for a while no matter what he said.Fortunately, this head catcher didn't come here for official business, firstly, because of some unfinished words from the big brother Sheng Yayu that day, and secondly, as a friend who had fought side by side through wind and rain, he came to check on his condition.

Cui Lueshang entered the inner room of the reception hall of the Red Building, and saw Su Mengzhen, the owner of the Golden Wind and Little Rain Building, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

The sky is not yet cool, but the owner of Fengyulou has already put on a thick and soft fox fur. The overly heavy clothes make the person more slender and fragmented, and the lingering illness has damaged a lot of his beautiful complexion.There is no need to smell it carefully to know that his breathing is quite heavy, not to mention the intermittent hoarse coughing sound that can be heard from the beginning of approaching the room, like a half-broken bellows, working hard.

Rao is open-minded and unconventional like Cui Lueshang, and he can't help but feel pity when he sees it.

He thought of his elder brother inappropriately.

My heart ached a little.

But nothing was revealed on the face.

The person in front of him is not his big brother Sheng Yayu, he is Su Mengzhen, the fastest-rising underworld leader in Bianjing in recent days, Xiaoyu Dusk, the first striker.

He won't need these unnecessary sympathies.

Cui Lueshang put on his brisk smile and chatted with Su Mengzhen for a while, and only picked out the unimportant things about Wen Mengbao.In the middle of the journey, he also secretly looked at Su Mengzhen's expression, and there was nothing wrong with the description, knowing that the other party had calmed down and was no longer depressed and hurt himself.

Gradually relax.

This time the elder brother will never go to his old building to drink the wine he hid.

After Cui Lueshang left, Su Mengzhen sat quietly for a while.Fei Liu also accompanied him without saying a word, but only looked at him with a good look.

After a long while, Su Mengzhen stood up slowly, and the warmth in the eyes that were burning with cold flames was silently overflowing in the quiet room.

The glowing Zhaozi looks into Feiliu's clear and trusting eyes, where there is a clear spring that flows forever.

"Fei Liu, go back to Xiaohan Mountain with Brother Su."

"Ok!"

The boy's response was as decisive as ever.

It seems that it will always stay by his side.