Fading, waiting for your return

The moment Song Mingyu stepped into the hall, he instantly felt the eyes of many betting on him.I also heard whispers of surprise—"This is Song Mingyu?!", "...Is it a mistake?", "The rumors are really harmful..." Some or buzzing sounds.But Song Mingyu just pretended not to hear it.

He walked straight to Ye Jingchen and looked at him.

Song Mingyu has long since lost his skill, and his footsteps are heavy and messy.At this time, whoever was drinking and chatting in the hall was not a famous person in the world and a master of martial arts.What's more powerful is Ye Jingchen, who is the number one master in the martial arts world by default, and he has heard the unique footsteps of the coming person before the others are aware of it.

The person he was looking for has arrived, and Ye Jingchen didn't waste any more time. After nodding his head, he got up directly, walked to the seat below, frowned from time to time and put one hand on his chest. Beside Zhao Ziyu who could faint directly.

On the other side of Zhao Ziyu, who was sick and weak, stood a young woman of youth.The woman looked worried and concerned.Seeing the person coming, he hurried forward a few steps, stretched out his hand as if wanting to give Song Mingyu a hand, and said crisply: "Mr. Song, you are finally here! Come and help Sister Ziyu to see, this is the love flower again poison!"

Song Mingyu recognized this woman.Because she would always go to Shulou to see him.

But Song Mingyu didn't like to see her at all, and he didn't want to be touched by others.He wanted to avoid the approaching hand, but unfortunately he is an ordinary person with no internal strength at all. Although Zhuang Minmin's martial arts is not high, she has kung fu after all, so she grabbed Song Mingyu and wanted to hide. Open hands.

"Ah!...my hand!" Zhuang Minmin suddenly called out as soon as he touched Song Mingyu's sleeve.

Zhuang Minmin felt a sudden pain in the palm of his hand, and then his whole body began to itch unbearably: "Okay, it's so itchy... oh, brother Ye... this Mr. Song, he, he..."

In an instant, Zhuang Minmin looked at Ye Jingchen, who was bending over Zhao Ziyu and whispering softly, with tears in his eyes, his small face was so wronged and pitiful.

Song Mingyu, who was too close to avoid being crushed by the screams, frowned slightly calmly.He really felt that Zhuang Minmin's reaction was too big.The tickle powder he put down was not that exaggerated, and the cry suddenly exploded right next to his ears!

He really didn't like these people.

"Song Mingyu, what do you mean! You dare to poison!" Before the others could react, Li Qingyi, who had been paying attention to this side, grabbed a bone fan placed on the small table and stood up with a 'snap' Got up and shouted loudly.But the foot did not move half a step away.

After all, Song Mingyu is called "Song Great Doctor" by everyone in the arena.

But everyone knows that the "poison doctor" who is more suitable for him than this "magic doctor" is Song Mingyu, the poison doctor killer.

"I don't like people touching me." Song Mingyu looked straight into Ye Jingchen's dark eyes, and said indifferently.Also pay no attention to those who are sitting here, other martial arts people who are aggrieved.Then he casually threw a pill to Zhuang Minmin, and walked calmly towards the seat next to Zhao Ziyu.

Song Mingyu didn't care about Li Qingyi's scolding at all. He Song Mingyu always did whatever he wanted, but Ye Jingchen was the only one who cared.

"Hands." Song Mingyu didn't want to be wordy, so he sat down and said with his head turned.He even picked up the freshly brewed hot tea leisurely, drank lightly and sipped slowly.

Yuxue's bones and skin are like porcelain, and her peach blossom face looks like a hibiscus.

In fact, it is not an exaggeration to use any beautiful words to describe Zhao Ziyu's charming appearance.But she became Song Mingyu's rival in love.

No, maybe only Song Mingyu thought that the other party was a rival in love.Because Ye Jingchen didn't like Song Mingyu at all.

【"Song Mingyu, why did you poison me!"

"You know it's 'Love Flower.' She doesn't love you at all."

"Even if she doesn't love me, I won't fall in love with you either!"]

He, Ye Jingchen, has been pursuing Zhao Ziyu all along.Song Mingyu has always been clear.And anyone who has heard of Ye Jingchen will know that Ye Jingchen, the master of Yejiabao, a rookie in the martial arts world, is openly pursuing Zhao Ziyu, the newly promoted first beauty in the martial arts world!

Heart palpitations in eyes, timid eyebrows.

Such a rare beauty and frailty can't help but attract everyone's attention and worry.After all, Zhao Ziyu is well-known in the Jianghu world as a Gaoling proud ice beauty.

"But you're not feeling well?" It's not hard to hear the speaker's worry in the low voice.

Zhao Ziyu just frowned and shook his head, whispering softly: "It's okay, Jingchen, I'll be fine, don't worry." Then she turned her head and said to Song Mingyu who was sitting only across a small table: "Mr. Song, please is you."

The tone that he uttered lightly was less cold and detached and indifferent, and more gentle and considerate—is this the legendary ice beauty? ! ——This is the feeling that everyone here has been amazed for the past few days——

Presumably, the beauty Bing Xin has been influenced by Master Ye's constant care for several years!

After all, Ye Family Fort is powerful and rich.The master of the Ye family's castle is even more phoenix-like and dragon-like, with superb martial arts. He became famous at a young age and has countless admirers in the world.But the Goddess has a dream, and King Xiang has no intentions——He, Ye Jingchen, loves Zhao Ziyu deeply!To be held in the hands of such an outstanding person is gentle and considerate.It's only a matter of time before they don't melt together.

This is also the reason why although Zhao Ziyu is a goddess-like existence in the minds of many Jianghu people, there are very few people who dare to pursue her.

Song Mingyu didn't know what other people were thinking.

He's just serious about being his miracle doctor.

Looking at the person next to him, he stretched out his right hand tremblingly and slowly, and let it be placed on several tables weakly, Song Mingyu also waited patiently.After confirming that the other party was ready, Song Mingyu raised his knuckle-knuckle fingers, and gently put them on the white and delicate wrists on the table.

only--

"what--"

It's just that Song Mingyu's slender and white jade fingers haven't really touched the opponent's wrist, but the hand that was clearly weak just now has already retracted instantly with the master's exclamation...

"What did you do again!?" At the same time, Song Mingyu's hand that was still stiff on the side suddenly hurt, but Ye Jingchen grabbed it vigorously.

"Hiss... you let go." Song Mingyu felt that it was really painful.The former Ye Jingchen was obviously very gentle.But Song Mingyu woke up immediately if he was distracted, yes, Ye Jingchen was gentle and considerate to everyone, but Song Mingyu would not treat him like that.

"I didn't do anything." Song Mingyu raised his head, his eyes stubbornly met Ye Jingchen who lowered his head and glared at him.

Ye Jingchen thought for a moment that Song Mingyu would cry, but he didn't.He just looked at himself, his lips were tightly pursed, his wide eyes seemed to have a grievance flashed by, and the whole person looked so innocent and pitiful in an instant.But when Ye Jingchen took a closer look at the past, he found nothing, as if everything before was just his own dizziness, and it never happened at all.

"You can check it yourself."

Ye Jingchen pursed his lips, and let go of that too thin hand under Song Mingyu's repeated urging.Ye Jingchen didn't even notice that he frowned in displeasure for a moment, but what he was thinking about was - what happened to Song Mingyu, why is his body so poor!

In action, Zhao Ziyu turned his head to the other side: "What's going on?"

Zhao Ziyu quickly stopped Ye Jingchen from reaching out to check his veins, and smiled apologetically at the people around him, and said, "I was just scared by Mr. Song's hand."

Seeing that the other party was puzzled, Zhao Ziyu said softly, "Mr. Song's hands are frighteningly cold."

"..." It's late autumn now, the weather is getting colder and colder, and it looks like it will start snowing in a month or two.Unlike other people here, Song Mingyu has deep inner strength to withstand the cold, and has already put on cotton clothes, but he can't stand the wind from all directions, and the cold can't be blocked.So yes, even without Zhao Ziyu reminding her, Song Mingyu knew that her hands and feet must be cold.But I'm sorry, he obviously didn't expect such a truth.

Song Mingyu had no choice but to fumble for a thin crimson thread from his sleeve.He had just pinched one end of the thin thread himself, and wanted to hand the other end to Zhao Ziyu, but he didn't expect a delicately carved hand warmer to suddenly appear in his arms.

Song Mingyu looked in Ye Jingchen's direction along the hand warmer, and saw Ye Jingchen standing behind Zhao Ziyu standing upright like a pine, with his eyes lowered and not looking this way at all.The others also looked at Ye Jingchen strangely at the three people who were either sitting or standing.

But Song Mingyu still smiled.Although if you don't look carefully, you can't tell that he is smiling at all, but the air around Song Mingyu's body is always different.

His Jingchen has always been such a gentle and considerate person, even when he treats people he hates.

Let him enjoy it.

But why can't it be a man?

Song Mingyu continued to hand the red thread to Zhao Ziyu, and then made a motion to wrap it around her wrist, but ignored it, and Gu Zi held the hand warmer with his free hand.

It's really warm.