Xi Shijing

On Yuan Ji's waist, there was a wound about half the size of a fist, which didn't penetrate the vitals, but only wiped the side of the intestine.Fortunately, Feng Yongzhan, a bandit, used a pistol that was one deep and one shallow, otherwise it would be hard to say whether Yuan Ji would still be alive.

The hospital was run by foreigners. When Yuan Ji first opened his eyes, he saw a foreigner with curly hair and yellow beard, surrounded by bright blue. He thought he had gone to the west.The foreigner shouted: "It's rotten——"

Yuan Ji thought that Xi Tian was not very particular about his speech, and he was about to regain his composure for a while, when suddenly the cold sweat broke out.At this moment, he figured it out, the foreigner shouted "wake up".

When Yuan Ji was half-drowsy and half-awake, he caught a glimpse of the iron frame next to the bed to hang the medicine bag, and the business card on it was written with a few words he could recognize: Qiao Weixian.

Staring at the business card in pain, he unknowingly twisted the bed sheet into a lock.This time, it wasn't just sweat dripping down the cheeks.

Without Qiao Weixian on the pier, it is actually not chaotic.It has never been so important for a businessman to obey whom.

Some people also went to visit Qiao Weixian because of their old friendship.However, even if he went there, he would be shut down, so Qiao Weixian's reputation would be even more unpopular.This notoriety drifted along with the wind, and Qian Youfang finally brought it to Yuanji's hospital bed.

No need for others to talk too much, Yuan Ji gradually figured it out by himself.He still remembered that he fell under Pu Xueying's feet, and Pu Xueying stepped on him, so that he caught a glimpse of Longjing who had just taken a sip from the corner of the table.

For the time being, Yuan Ji's speech was only hissing, and all the nurses who came and went spoke specious birdsong.Therefore, Yuan Ji was very happy to see Qian Youfang, his old friend.

Lying on the bed, when he saw Qian Youfang's familiar and broad chin, he suddenly remembered: Did Qiao Weixian meet people like this in the mansion?It's no wonder that this person is so skinny, after all, everyone thinks he's fat!

Thinking of Qiao Weixian like this, he wanted to smile for the first time on the hospital bed.However, his wound warned him not to laugh, so in an instant he grinned at Old Qian, sweating profusely.

Qian Youfang quickly gave him a hand: "Little brother, I've suffered."

Yuan Ji held Lao Qian's arm and turned his head for a while: "He..."

Lao Qian sat back on the bed, not daring to say more, for fear of confusion: "Master, he——he is still alive for the time being. Take care of yourself first!"

Unexpectedly, Yuan Ji raised his hand, grabbed Lao Qianxu, and shook his head.

After paying old money to visit Yuanji in the hospital, Qiao Weixian didn't lie down again for several months, because his muscles and bones ached from lying down, so he could only sit up.He has calmed down now, but this calmness is extremely hypocritical, as if a piece of rice paper is spread on boiling water, and he still wants to paint on it.He knew that someone was coming to visit him, and he didn't want to see it.When you see him, you should thank the left and the right, and thank his grandma for his money.You still need to buy a ticket to watch the circus, but now you don’t even need a ticket to watch him at his home!

After sitting like this for a whole day, he realized why his parents went to the doctor in a hurry and searched for immortals everywhere.

Where are the immortals?There are immortals on his roof.Moreover, he is careful, complete with all four corners, and considerate in management, which should be an immeasurable blessing—but where is there a fairy?

Qiao Weixian sat blankly, and saw the bronze mirror on his desk.This mirror was cast for him by his father, with flower-shaped water patterns, if water is poured on it and drips to the bottom, the words Fuze Xianqiong will be brightened.The decoration was elaborate and useless: just like himself.Now that things are going on, let's look at where Pu Xueying's words went wrong?He was so angry that he jumped, wasn't it because he was good at all?

Qiao Weixian was engrossed in his thoughts, so when the door knocked, he was shocked and pushed down the bronze mirror.Qian Youfang poked his head: "Master, someone saw you coming."

Qiao Weixian was gone.Qian Youfang took his arm, earnestly: "Master, he is here at least..."

Qiao Weixian's face was pale: "I don't want to see him." He supported the copper mirror and sank, the veins on his hands bulged: "Tell him, if I want to lose money, even if I can't pay it, I will definitely find a way Give it to him," Qiao Weixian waved his hand: "I hurt him, tell him to go far away, and don't associate with me again." After saying that, he turned his face away, signaling Qian Youfang to go out, and don't care about it anymore.

He heard Qian Youfang stepping down the stairs heavily, and stared at the words "Fuze Xianqiong" in the surrounding silence, and froze in place.

The hasp of the window knocked lightly, stopping the autumn wind.The night wind blows cold.The more you blow, the deeper the night will be.That night the wind was blowing back and forth outside Qiao Weixian's window, clanging and rattling unsteadily.When Qiao Weixian opened the window, suddenly there were two lines of song inside.

If the singer is not strong enough, the ending sound will be even more hurried, like sighing or laughing.Sing a sentence, take a breath, but just sing, endlessly.

"...The stars are bright at night, how can my sister's eyes be bright?

"I want the stars to walk slowly, I have something to say.

"Do you know my sister's name, do you know my sister's heart?

"Do you know if she misses me at night?"

Qiao Weixian was holding the copper mirror, and couldn't tell where the water was dripping from. The words "Fuze Xianqiong" were soaked and glowing faintly at this moment.