[Basic three] Help, wait for me

In fact, Nan Jiu woke up for a while, and the first thought when he opened his eyes was to stretch his waist, but he felt that he had slept for too long, and even his bones were soft.

Turning his head, he saw Lu Qianyun talking to someone, and he couldn't see what that person looked like through the curtain.

So I wanted to sit up and take a closer look, but my elbows were pushed against the bed, and I couldn't even use the strength, so I just left the couch and fell down again, a little annoyed, and groaned softly.

Then I saw the man turning his head and walking towards him. The closer he got, the more surprised Nan Jiu was and his eyes widened.

Mo Zhichen swept the bed curtain and got in, and heard Nan Jiu say:

"Mo Zhichen, why is your hair so long?"

Because she had been ill for a long time and hadn't spoken for more than half a month, Nan Jiu's voice was a little hoarse, but there was a bit of a child's milkiness, which made people's hearts flutter inexplicably.

But it was strange to ask this question.

Mo Zhichen thought about many things Nan Jiu would say when he opened his eyes and saw him, but he never thought that he would lament his long hair.

That flicking ponytail is now like a short rice seedling, how can it be called long?

Mo Zhichen thought that Nan Jiu hadn't woken up yet, so he sat down thoughtfully and called his name.

Nan Jiu was indeed not awake. He mistook Mo Zhichen for another Mo Zhichen. The hair of that Mo Zhichen was short and very refreshing.

But apart from that short hair, he could hardly remember that Mo Zhichen.

When the person in front of him slowly stroked his cheek and called him Ajiu, Nan Jiu suddenly realized that this person is an evil person who has no intention of teaching, so it should be him.

"Mo Zhichen." He called out.

"Are you awake?" Mo Zhichen replied with a smile.

Nan Jiu nodded and wanted to sit up, but her body was very soft.Mo Zhichen was very discerning, he lifted Nan Jiu's back and let him lean on him.

Mo Zhichen's chest was very strong, yet it was extremely comfortable to lie down on. Nan Jiu had already experienced this, so he didn't resist, and obediently leaned in.

Turning to look at Lu Qianyun at the door, he looked like he was wiping away tears, so he asked, "Why is he crying?"

Mo Zhichen put one hand around Nan Jiu, and took a cup of boiled water from the small table next to him that had been left to dry when feeding the medicine. He tried the temperature on his lips first, and felt that the temperature was just right before handing it to Nan Jiu's mouth. , Said, "Because I have to leave, he is reluctant."

"Oh."

Too worthless.

Nan Jiu sipped two sips of water on the edge of the cup that he leaned over, then shook his head and didn't want to drink any more.

Mo Zhichen didn't take it away, he still held it motionless, and kindly persuaded, "Take two more sips, you've slept too long and lack water."

Nan Jiu frowned, glanced at Mo Zhichen, and reluctantly took another two sips.

Seeing that Mo Zhichen finally removed the teacup, Nan Jiu remembered to ask, "Where are you going?"

Mo Zhichen put his arms around the body of the person in his arms, and said with a smile, "Go for a tour of the mountains and rivers."

Nan Jiu was a little stunned. Thinking back to the last time he woke up, he saw Mo Zhichen sitting on the desk in the room and crouching at night, approving documents. He was obviously looking like he was always full of family and country affairs, so why did he wake up overnight? When you come here, you suddenly become enlightened. Are you in the mood to go sightseeing?

Moreover, Mo Zhichen is going to give himself a public holiday, so what about him, although he is on public holiday every day, he doesn't know where to go.

Mo Zhichen felt the sudden silence of Nanjiu in his arms, and seemed to see through him at a glance, so he hugged him even tighter, and whispered in his ear, "Would you like to take you to go sightseeing in the mountains and rivers together?"

Nan Jiucai's depressed mood was aroused by this sentence, and he blinked and asked, "You take me with you?"

Mo Zhichen nodded with a smile.

Nan Jiu became more playful, straightened up from his arms and sat upright, turned around and sat opposite Mo Zhichen, put his arms on the couch, rolled his eyes, "Then where are we going?"

Accepting it too quickly, without any hesitation, actually surprised Mo Zhichen.

"Would you like to come with me?"

Nan Jiu sat back on her heels, raised her chin and said, "The local tyrant will cover the whole journey for me, of course I am willing."

Mo Zhichen is helpless, although he likes Nanjiu's tightness, but he seems to only like his money.But that's not bad, at least it won't be a sad parting of life and death when they part at the end.

In the end, it was still Mo Zhichen's Huangquan Road alone.

Not much alone either.

In the following days, live as happily as you can.

Mo Zhichen raised his hand and rubbed the top of Nan Jiu's head, "Well, I will cover all your expenses, but you have to make plans for me."

When Nan Jiu heard this, he became interested.

Nanjiu has always been good at traveling.The money from other people's part-time jobs is used in the righteous way. He saved all the money from part-time jobs and saved it for traveling during the winter and summer vacations. Over the past few years, he has really made him travel a lot of mountains, rivers, and scenic spots.

Moreover, this time there are local tyrants booking the place, so he doesn't need to worry about money at all, it's like a pie falling from the sky.

Let's talk about the scenery here, that's the original taste, antique.

The more I think about it, the more I can't bear it.

Nan Jiu turned over and jumped out of the bed, but she didn't know that she hadn't moved for half a month. When her feet hit the ground, they softened a little.

He quickly got up from the ground, smiled, and while patting the dust on his clothes, he limped to the desk, took out a piece of paper and began to write and draw.

Mo Zhichen also went to see it with him.

Nanjiu drew a route from Kunlun all the way south from his memory, and the end point was Baling.

In fact, Nanjiu has always wanted to go to Baling, where the rapeseed fields, peach hills, the banks of the Yeyu River, and the Elephant Buddha Cave, if they are really in front of them, they must be too beautiful to behold.

After finishing the painting, he raised his head and asked Mo Zhichen for permission.

Mo Zhichen pondered for a long time, carefully counting the days.

Three months, probably just enough to stay in Baling for a while.It seemed that his final home would be Baling County, but the scenery there was not bad, and being buried here would not be in vain for his chicness this time.

After making the plan, he raised his eyes and met Nan Jiu's expectant eyes, and said approvingly, "The itinerary is well arranged. We will set off when you recover."

Nan Jiu didn't know that she had slept for half a month, she just thought that she had just had a long, deep and sweet dream, and was very dissatisfied with Mo Zhichen's "recovery", and just wanted to leave quickly.

So I said, "I think I'm fine."

As a result of saying this sentence, Mo Zhichen just looked at him with a smile, but Lu Qianyun, who had been shrinking in the corner of the door to reduce his presence, suddenly twitched and disappeared instantly.

Nan Jiu was very puzzled, Lu Qianyun had a very deep relationship with their leader, and it was rare for them to take a public holiday, so he made it look like they were farewell forever.

In the end, the travel plan did not go as Nanjiu wanted.

Although Nan Jiu was eager to fly away, his little arm twisted past Mo Zhichen's thigh.

So obediently stayed in the house and drank the tonic, three meals a day, one big bowl at a time, it was bitter as hell.

But Nan Jiu drank it with gusto, and asked the person who brought the medicine to tell him what was in it while drinking.The man had no choice but to report the same thing, and he said ginseng, angelica, donkey-hide gelatin, deer antler...

Well, the more you listen, the more you will be satisfied, and the more you drink, the sweeter you will be.

Where is sweet?Of course it's sweet.

He, Nanjiu, is a frugalist who believes that if he is sick, he will recover after a night of sleep. At most, he can drink Banlangen granules, which are still cheap.What is the tonic? It is a means for the rich to show off the local tyrants, and has nothing to do with the proletariat like them.

But after only three days of reporting, the person who delivered the medicine changed. I heard that he had memorized all the prescriptions, so I really didn't want to take another look.

The person who changed continued to report as required. Just after finishing the report, Nan Jiu suddenly said, no, there is an extra dose of medicine today.

The man gave him a blank look, and muttered to himself, he already knows how to recite, what else do we need to recite.Then he still raised his face and said with a dry smile, it's because of the extra taste of jujube, which nourishes the mind and calms the mind.

Nanjiu is not happy, jujube is so cheap, I don't like it.

After drinking so "sweetly" for a week, Nanjiu almost vomited the last drink.He really vomited, and when he saw the medicine tray, he rushed to the door, grabbing the door frame and retching for a while.

Even if the person who delivered the medicine told him that he had adjusted the prescription extra today and replaced it with Cordyceps, it would be worth the money.

Nan Jiu couldn't stop her nausea.

Unable to vomit, she sat at the door in frustration, looking up at the snow.

It's been a week since Mo Zhichen didn't show up. The person who agreed to take a public holiday before may be still reluctant to part with his family and country affairs, so he regretted it.

His thankless job, why do he do it, I don't know if he is scolded harshly in the Jianghu, and he can't wait for one person to chop him ten knives.

Mo Zhichen has been living so tiredly, what is the point.

Nan Jiu sat on the threshold and let out a long sigh.

Suddenly, a small plate of hawthorn fruit came in, still candied.

Seeing the crossed hands, Nan Jiu stood up abruptly, staring at Mo Zhichen's face with sparkling eyes, smiled cheekily and said, "You're here."

"Why are you smiling so ugly, you don't want to see me?" Mo Zhichen picked up a red fruit, stuffed it into Nan Jiu's grinning mouth, and pulled him into the room.

Nan Jiu then sat down at the table, pushed the medicine bowl aside, and complained, "If you don't come again, I can spit out a bowl of Shiquan Dabu soup!"

Mo Zhichen said with a smile, "If you vomit a few more times, your body will be fine."

Nan Jiu snorted, and continued to eat the candied hawthorn on the plate. It was sweet and sour, and very palatable.

After eating half of it, Mo Zhichen removed the small plate and said, "Eat less, it will be unappetizing if you eat too much. If you still feel nauseous, I will cook some medicinal porridge for you as a supper." .”

Having taken away the snacks, Nan Jiu lay on the table, knocked on the mahogany tabletop, and said boredly, "You said you are a dignified gang leader, why are you so considerate to me."

Mo Zhichen sat upright, took a half bite of a hawthorn between his fingers, and the sweetness dissipated, which made him feel a little nauseous, so he threw the half back on the plate, and confessed very seriously, " Of course it’s because I like the little general.”

Nan Jiu silently sneered, and after living in Mo Zhichen for a long time, he also found out some rules.It is said that Mo Zhichen usually has two names for him, one is "Ajiu" and the other is "little general".

I don't hear much when I'm called Ah Jiu, and when I'm called Little General, it's usually not the truth.

Mo Zhichen, the method of molesting people is top-notch.

If everything is true, either he is stupid, or he is short-sighted.

But now I feel that, regardless of whether it is true or not, what he said makes people happy, so I am satisfied.

So half-truth and half-fake perfunctory, "Oh, I like you too - if you don't give me porridge anymore."

Mo Zhichen smiled brightly, got up and took a step closer to Nan Jiu.Nan Jiu was sitting, so she was half body shorter than him, so she had to look up at him.

The bright snow light from the roof slanted in and hit Mo Zhichen's bright yellow clothes, like the golden morning glow, reflecting on his face, removing the sharp-edged handsomeness, and making the lines softer.There was a smile on his lips, his eyes were moist, and when his slender fingers touched his ears, the scent of tea that had just dried was still swept by his sleeves.

The son of one party is as smooth as jade, and the gentleman who hides the sword is as light as the wind.

Sure enough, this person is still the sword hidden in the West Lake, and he can't get rid of that layer of carefree gentleman.

Mo Zhichen leaned over and kissed his hair lightly, leaning against the top of his head and said, "Don't drink, tomorrow we will fly away."

When he spoke, his tone was shallow, but his voice was low and pleasant.

Fascinated, Nan Jiu reached out to his collar.Mo Zhichen withdrew a little, looked down at him, Nan Jiu's pupils were dark, but the corners of his eyes were crescent like crescent moons.

The fingers inserted into the collar seam suddenly pulled tightly together, lowering Mo Zhichen's body and pulling him closer, looking straight into his eyes, and said with a smile, "Mo Zhichen, in fact, you are more handsome with short hair."

Then he raised his head and kissed his leisurely smiling lips.

Mo Zhichen was stunned for a moment, froze by his active kiss, he didn't know what to do for a moment, his bewildered expression seemed to be molested by Nan Jiu.

When he calmed down and wanted to respond, he was pushed and staggered again.

Although Mo Zhichen had seen Nan Jiu's capriciousness before, he felt a little dissatisfied with his sudden attack under such a rare opportunity.

However, Nan Jiu glanced at the door, and rushed to the medicine bowl in a panic. She didn't think it was too hard anymore. She raised the bowl and poured it down without saying a word, and threw the porcelain bowl on the table. Resentful and aggrieved, he raised his voice, "Take it!"

At the door, they counted the time to collect the empty medicine bowl, but they didn't expect to bump into a picture of love out of thin air, and they were so stunned that they couldn't close their teeth together.

"I told you to take it, why don't you move?" Nan Jiu simply stuffed the bowl into his hand and drove him away.

The man suddenly understood that he was afraid he would disturb the good things of the gang leader, so he took the bowl and ran away, and shouted after two steps, I didn't see it, I really didn't see it.

The angry Nan Jiu could only stare blankly.

Mo Zhichen smiled secretly, and took out a small oil paper bag from his bosom, opened it to be a few candied fruit, opened it and handed it under Nan Jiu's eyes.He smiled, "Isn't it bitter this time?"

Nan Jiu grabbed it and stuffed it into his mouth, filling both cheeks, so he couldn't see the expression, and roared vaguely, "Sweet, very sweet!"

Sweet, sweet a little greasy throat.

Nan Jiu pointed to his throat.

Mo Zhichen poured a glass of water for him, held it in front of him, and suggested to him solemnly, "In the future, kiss as much as you want, don't be so sneaky, no one dares to say no."

After hearing these shameless words, Nan Jiu didn't swallow a mouthful of candied fruit, and almost coughed it all up on Mo Zhichen's robe.

After a long time, he calmed down and drank water, only then did he have the time to counter Mo Zhichen's word.

"Gon..."