Red plums reflect youth

Chapter 109 Tears Like Rain

Zong Zhengji.

In the silent night of Wan Lai, a figure in Zong Zhengsi flashed like a ghost.

A booklet suddenly appeared on Yan Mingtang's desk.

It recorded in detail all the strongholds of Haifengtang in Pingyang, the secrets of the southern border business, and the information of related personnel.

That was Luo Rujing's curse. If he died, this book must be presented to the imperial court.

……

In the west wing of Liu Mansion.

Ziqing woke up slowly, looking at Mrs. Liu's anxious expression.

"Mother..." Ziqing stood up and muttered.

"You're finally awake." Mrs. Liu's expression softened a little: "I'm worried about death." As she spoke, she touched Ziqing's forehead: "Still having a fever." Gently took the medicine bowl and fed Ziqing the medicine: "You Suffering from the wind and cold, come, drink this medicine quickly."

"Yes." Ziqing nodded obediently, looking at Mrs. Liu, who regarded herself as her own.It's been a long time... Mother's warmth...

While drinking the medicine, he looked around.

This is my own room...

It turned out to be exactly the same as when he left many years ago, with clean windows and no dust.

After all, Qiao Yang went to the appointment alone and saved himself.

What about him?What about others?Are you hurt, are you...

Ziqing wanted to ask, but didn't dare to ask Mrs. Liu.

At this moment, the door opened suddenly, Ziqing heard the sound and looked over.

Covered in gauze, Liu Qiaoyang stumbled and stood at the door, looking at Ziqing with pity.

"Yang'er, why are you here...your injury..." Mrs. Liu stood up from the bed.

But Liu Qiaoyang didn't seem to hear his mother's question, and only looked at the person on the bed with concern.

"Mother, it's all my fault." Yan Jingyun, who came over, apologized to Madam Liu, "I can't stop Qiao Yang no matter what."

In fact, Mrs. Liu had already understood, sighed silently, and said to Yan Jingyun: "Yun'er, let him stay with Ziqing for a while, and follow me to the kitchen to see how Qiao Yang's wound medicine is doing."

"Yes." Yan Jingyun obediently replied, and followed Mrs. Liu out.

After Mrs. Liu and Yan Jingyun left, only Liu Qiaoyang and Ziqing were left in the room.

Ziqing lowered his eyes, not daring to look at Qiao Yang, but he couldn't help but wonder how Qiao Yang was hurt, and whether there was any serious problem.

Seeing that Ziqing lowered her eyebrows and looked uneasy, the corners of Qiao Yang's mouth curled into a wry smile.Sure enough... Once he woke up, he began to reject himself thousands of miles away.

Qiao Yang went straight to the bed and hugged Ziqing: "Don't reject me again."

Ziqing was amazed by Qiao Yang's embrace, and wanted to push it away uneasily, but when his hand touched Qiao Yang's wounds all over his body, he felt even more distressed, and couldn't help but touch gently, and said in a trembling voice: "Is your injury important?" ?”

However, Qiao Yang didn't seem to hear Ziqing's question. He looked into Shang Ziqing's eyes persistently, and asked earnestly, "Tell me the truth, do you still love me?"

Ziqing looked into Qiao Yang's fiery eyes, and when he heard his sudden question, his heart felt like a fire was burning in an instant, and the pain was unbearable.

The repeated encounters made him exhausted, and the worry about Qiao Yang's injury made him let his guard down, and the suddenness of the question made it too late for him to pretend.

More importantly, the crack in my heart was recast again and again, and the cracked and recast again, but the heart wall that had already been riddled with holes could no longer hold back the raging emotions in my heart. Suddenly, the embankment collapsed, and the emotion The torrent flowed thousands of miles.

Heartache can bear.

Love, can't bear it.

The tears that hadn't been shed for a long time rolled down into Qiao Yang's hands one after another like broken beads in an instant.

The fiery temperature of his palm is his affection for himself.

Do I still need to ask?I obviously already knew it, but I still wanted to torture him like this.

Liu Qiaoyang stretched out his hand in distress, and gently wiped away the tears on Ziqing's face.However, more tears rolled down from those bright eyes, and wet Liu Qiaoyang's hands.

"You," Liu Qiaoyang wiped away the tears from Ziqing's face over and over again, and there was a choke in his throat: "Why are you so stupid."

Ziqing felt even more sad when she heard the words, and her tears flowed out more violently.He endured it desperately, but the more he endured, the more tears came, and he couldn't help covering his face with his hands, letting the tears wet his hands.

Qiao Yang broke away his hand, cupped his tearful face, and gently kissed Ziqing's lips.

Such a kiss in hot and humid tears, just like the most lingering tenderness in this life, makes people unable to refuse, escape, and violate their own heart.

tears burst,

As tender as this moment,

Love overflows.

It is like the persistence of this life.

There is no end to the dry sea and rocks,

Only deep affection has no end.

The only extravagant hope in this life is to make an appointment with you hand in hand.

such request,

Is it too much?

Greedy?

……

the door opens lightly,

The wound medicine has no wind to form streaks,

Because the medicine bowl is shaking, because the hand holding the medicine bowl is shaking.

Yan Jingyun opened her eyes wide, looking at the two people in the room who were kissing each other in disbelief, she almost wanted to scream!