[Shooting Eagle] East Evil Chasing Love

Twilight □ □ approaching, the moon is bright and the stars are pale.

Looking from the foot of the mountain to the depths of the forest, there are layers of depths, and green smoke is curling up.At the mountain pass, there were two "chirp chirp", like partridge crowing.

The window paper inside the house moved lightly, only the cicadas outside the window rustled.

The pale golden candlelight swayed softly, and under its uniform dyeing, the cabin was filled with a soft color, which gradually merged into a light-colored warm mist in front of the man's eyes.

There was a gleam in the man's eyes, and he looked intently and longingly at the man who was sleeping peacefully on the bed.

More than two months and 73 days, to Huang Yaoshi, seemed to be longer than the life he had experienced in the past [-] years. He suppressed his panic and waited in anxiety, only thinking about Feng Heng's return to the island. He told Ah Heng the whole story.

But his expectation was finally in vain, and he only waited for a few words of farewell.

When he suddenly received Feng Heng's letter, the lingering uneasiness in his heart finally came out. Guilt, worry, fear, anxiety, and panic all intertwined and filled his whole body and mind. At that time, he suddenly woke up like a dream. Heng really left him, instead of just leaving the island for a trip and returning immediately.

He had almost no time to regret, and immediately set off with Qu Lingfeng and Mei Chaofeng to go out to the island to find Feng Heng. There is no news at all.

He didn't dare to guess whether Ah Heng was deliberately avoiding him. Only when he found Ah Heng could he explain the whole story to Ah Heng and let this empty heart beat peacefully.

At this moment, Huang Yaoshi held his breath and looked at Feng Heng's thin profile by the faint candlelight. The dull pain in his heart became clearer and clearer. The hand still stuck to the face that day and night hoped without hesitation.

This is his A Heng, the A Heng that he could not find but found again.

This is his A Heng, the one who would not turn back to seek his help even if he was alone in a dangerous situation.

His fingers walked along the outline in memory, how did his Ah Heng lose weight?How did you hurt?He didn't know all of this. From now on, will this person's smiling face and laughing words be absent from his presence?If he can't find him, will Ah Heng never appear in front of him again?

The sadness and loneliness in Huang Yaoshi's heart can't be added, how he wants to hide it from him, but in his opinion, there is no need for Ah Heng to be involved in this trivial matter.

Even so, Ah Heng didn't have anything to hide from him. He didn't ask, because he wanted to wait for Ah Heng to tell him on his own initiative...

Huang Yaoshi was still able to calmly analyze and judge the information on the way of pursuit, but now that he found someone, he was really sitting in front of this person, but his thoughts were confused and his mind was turbulent.

At this moment, Feng Heng's lips moved slightly, this movement was extremely subtle, but Huang Yaoshi who was staring at him still noticed it.

Huang Yaoshi got up immediately, took a bowl from the small table in the middle of the room, poured half of the water, and when he turned back, he poured half of the water in the bowl into his mouth without hesitation, and then carefully He bent down, got close to Feng Heng, and slowly crossed the water.

After doing this several times, Feng Heng didn't give up until he fed most of the water in the tea bowl to Feng Heng.

Feng Heng's mouth was burning hot, obviously he was having a high fever, Huang Yaoshi couldn't care less about his grief, he poured out two more Jiuhua Yulu pills and fed them to Feng Heng, and when he was frowning and wanted to check Feng Heng's pulse, he saw Feng Heng Heng suddenly trembled all over, and then snorted. Huang Yaoshi was shocked, jumped up from the bed, and leaned over to check.

At this time, Feng Heng, who was lying on his back, suddenly curled up on his side. He seemed to have a nightmare, as if he was kicked in the abdomen in the dream. When he curled up, he subconsciously protected his stomach with his arms.

Huang Yaoshi was nervous for a moment and didn't know what to do. Seeing Feng Heng's brows gradually raised, he subconsciously put his hand on Feng Heng's hand covering his stomach, and tightly held the slender fingers that became more and more distinct. Comfort him silently.After Feng Heng calmed down and relaxed, Huang Yaoshi breathed a sigh of relief.

He let go of Feng Heng's hand, intending to lightly rub Feng Heng's stomach to relieve him from the fright in his dream, but he didn't notice anything strange until he pressed his hand on Feng Heng's stomach.

He suddenly opened his eyes wide, his pupils shrunk slightly, and Feng Heng's abdomen was slightly swollen!

That big hand hesitantly walked around on Feng Heng's stomach, it was indeed protruding, he looked sideways at Feng Heng's thin face, if he said that Feng Heng had gained weight, it would be unbelievable .

So why is this happening?What happened in the past two months?

Huang Yaoshi was still lost in contemplation and guessing. He only heard the bamboo door being knocked lightly, and Aunt Qin pushed the door in. She was suspicious of these people. Mr. Feng was not awake, and only listened to their one-sided words. I don't know if it's credible to say it's old knowledge.But the man in the blue shirt was serious and serious, he was not a friendly person at first glance, her mother and daughter couldn't stop him, so they had to let him into the room.

At this moment, looking at the sad look on this person's face that has not yet dissipated, it should be impossible to fake, Aunt Qin is a little bit more determined.

She considered it for a while, and then said softly:

"Master Feng, you are a friend of Mr. Feng. Seeing that you are so eager to find him, you must have a great friendship with Mr. Feng."

Huang Yaoshi didn't make a sound, just looked at her calmly.

Aunt Qin continued:

"Mr. Feng is the savior of my mother and daughter. After we accidentally rescued Mr. Feng, we did our best to take care of him. Mr. Feng suffered internal injuries and was poisoned. Fortunately, my daughter and I knew some herbs. Mr. Feng Finally, there is no danger of life, but..."

She stopped, pondered for a moment before saying:

"It's just that Mr. Feng's body is a bit strange. I confirmed it for several days. Judging from the pulse, it is smooth and smooth. No matter how you identify it, it looks like a slippery pulse... Although occasionally a man can diagnose a slippery pulse, but That is probably when a young and middle-aged man is full of energy and blood. Mr. Feng is not considered to be full of energy and blood at this time..."

At this moment, Huang Yaoshi only felt his head buzzing, and the round and heavy feeling of Feng Heng's protruding belly still remained in his hands, and he couldn't hear anything else except two words echoing in his ears.

Huamai...

He only felt a white light flash in front of his eyes, and a sense of dizziness hit him. He had to support his forehead with his hands. When he regained his senses, Aunt Qin had left the room at some point, and he was the only one left in the room facing each other. .

Huang Yaoshi turned around and looked down at Feng Heng. His peaceful sleeping face was as pure as a child's.I didn't even know what kind of chaos I was in my heart at this time, and it was out of control.

Huang Yaoshi stretched out his hand tremblingly again, stopped in mid-air a few times on the way, and moved forward again and again, his hand trembled so badly that when he found Feng Heng's wrist, his fingers couldn't pinch the veins. ...

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