[New Peerless Double Pride 3] Over the years

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"Jiang Wuque!"

Incomparably expensive medicinal materials were scattered all over the floor, and when I stepped on it, the shriveled ginseng was crushed into several shoe marks. I rushed to the bed and hugged him heavily.

He didn't respond to me, of course he didn't know how wronged I was at the moment, I cried and laughed while hugging him, feeling more deeply in love than a dead father.

"He has been sitting like this for an hour."

An hour later, Mo Jialuo had a dialogue with Hu Ying.

"What's up with him?"

"Stupid."

"Shut up!" I waved my hand, and the Yunshen Pearl fell to the ground.

I know they have no malicious intentions, if it wasn't for helping me, I'm afraid they would have gone back to Ruohu, or to the fox cave in the Valley of the Wicked.

But I don't want to hear that kind of hypothesis. Of course, Jiang Wuque is not stupid, but his head was injured and left a lesion, and now he has amnesia.

This is different from the puppet master erasing his memory for him. It is caused by the heart, like hypnosis, causing him to dust part of his life.But this time, I recalled a symptom in my master’s notes: the mason who was repairing the wall fell from a high wall and landed on the back of his head. After 73 days of coma, he woke up and had forgotten most of the human affairs, including how to speak, how to walk, and how to eat.

I don't mind accompanying Jiang Wuque to learn how to dress and walk again, but it is difficult for me to communicate with him before everything has progressed.

It should be said that he turned into a state of sitting all day long, and I couldn't get his attention when I asked him something or repeatedly mentioned certain people or things to him.

He had slept for too long, his hands and feet were soft, I held him in my arms and fed medicine, Hu Ying laughed at him as delicate as a newborn baby, I especially hate this description.His hands couldn't do anything at first, I squatted in front of him to move his wrists, maybe when he touched a sensitive spot, he sometimes waved his hands violently like a nerve reflex, and slapped my cheek with the back of his hand, it hurts more than being slapped in the face A slap still hurts.

At times like this, he would behave a little differently, with a little cluster of elusive concern in his eyes, and he would lift his gaze slightly to look at me.His eyes are extremely beautiful, beautiful but not bewitching, with slender eyelashes, but his eyes are a little numb, like a callous puppet back then.

He didn't want to make contact with strangers, so this was an extremely rare opportunity. He looked at me with some urgency and put his hands on his face as he lowered his head. "It's okay." I took a long breath, raised my head and smiled, "Actually, it doesn't hurt at all."

He also no longer cares.

After that I tried to make him walk, maybe his body still remembered the foot injury before he fell into a coma, and fell down as soon as he landed.

Therefore, I built a wheelchair for him. Every day, I put my hands on my shoulders, hugged his waist, and moved him from the bed to the wheelchair. After a day, I moved him back to the bed from the wheelchair.

He still couldn't speak, and didn't show any expression.The principle of healing is the same as that of teaching people. I also understand the principle of step by step.

Speaking of which, there is a mountain on the outskirts of the town, and the mountainside is already the height of the peak of an ordinary hill.Except for midsummer, there will be snow in three seasons. After the snow, go to the middle of the mountain to find a lake. The sky is full of stars, the stars are shining, and the water is calm and shallow. This is the name of the lake, Yintianhai.

I don't like the holy land of wind and snow that others praise so much, but if it is beneficial to the patient and reminds him of the moment when he was at the top of Kunlun, I am not afraid to accompany him to suffer and suffer.

So one night, I woke him up from his dream, and he accompanied me in a trance to see the lake and watch the stars fall.I saw that the look in his eyes didn't change much, but the skin under the starlight, delicate and smooth, was raised by me like a jade like a stone, without the haggard and ugly appearance of suffering.

I couldn't help it, I went forward and kissed one of his eyes, his eyelashes trembled slightly, like the soft wings of a larva.

"Jiang Wuque, get well soon, I'll return you to Tie Xinlan when you're done."

He looked at me, very dazed.

When I came back that night, I had a cold.I seldom get sick on weekdays, because I am too afraid of the cold, and I know how to know the cold and the warm.

Mojialuo said that this disease is almost inevitable, and after three months, there will be times when he can't last.

But this illness is really not a good thing, I asked Jiang Wuque to keep a distance of five feet away from me at all times.If there is a sunny day, if you see two people basking in the sun in the small courtyard on a sunny day, you will see one in the corner, he is at the other end and I am at this end, without interfering with each other.

I was really bored, so I threw a few hidden weapons and got some leaves in my hand, taking advantage of the spring, I played some rhythms randomly.

Sometimes Jiang Wuque would turn his head to look at me, and if I waved my hand at him, he would also look away.

He is probably not used to it. I used to be close to him, and now I always like to circle around him, but the radius of the circle has become larger.

And when the disease improved a little, it was discovered that there was abject poverty.

I'm going to pound and buy medicinal materials again, so I plan to hire a nurse to take care of Jiang Wuque.In the past, he couldn't let go of his hands and feet because he was worried that he would be bedridden and unconscious. Now he can walk slowly while leaning on the wall alone. Although he still needs someone to guide him to do many things, it is much better.

I deliberately picked a young widow.Men careless, I do not trust.Older women are neat, but they have some market habits, such as being too frugal, taking vegetable leaves that are infested with insects, or eating food on the floor.It's not that I look down on that, but Jiang Wuque is just recovering from a serious illness, so he can't touch anything unclean.And no matter how young a woman is, she is inexperienced.

I thought I had made the best arrangements. When the widow came to the house, I saw that she was elegantly dressed, pretty, and careful in doing things, so I was very relieved.On the contrary, Jiang Wuque was somewhat resistant, and seemed a little depressed for many days.

But he didn't say it. If he could say a word to me, I wouldn't let those things happen.

This day, I returned home early with two chickens in my hand.

As soon as the courtyard door was opened, a man and a woman were seen lying on the ground.Jiang Wuque was at the bottom, and the woman was at the top. I saw that Jiang Wuque's obscene clothes were ripped off his shoulders, his shoulder blades were well-proportioned, and there was a hickey between his pale neck.

How can he push a person away?The Vientiane Grotto was injured by the Xuanyuan Sword Qi, and he couldn't adjust his breath independently. Now he is not even as strong as a child.

And the scene in front of me was when the sun was setting and the sky was full, the woman's clothes and hair were all messed up, and the man was lying on the ground with his hands spread out, his fingers slightly curled up, neither resisting nor rejecting.

"What are you doing?!" I threw the chicken and threw it at the woman, and the next moment I was behind her and knocked her over, and with a wave of my hand, I kicked up dust that was ten feet high.

As soon as the fallen widow turned around, the very sour poisonous sand in the breeze fell all over her face.Then there was screaming, crying, screaming at me as "poisonous as a snake and scorpion", and scratching my face with my hands, my face was completely disfigured.

I threw her out of the courtyard, turned around to check on Jiang Wuque, and saw that his eyes were closed, as if he was asleep.

At night, I knelt in front of his wheelchair, trying to ask why.

He didn't look up, and he didn't make a sound.

I put my hand on his, and he shrank back suddenly, then went to turn the wheel on the side of the chair, and silently backed up a little.

Seeing him like that, I got up and took the Yunshen Orb and went out.

"Don't!" Hu Yingai wailed, "It's because you don't recognize people clearly, don't take your anger out on us!"

"You can't even look down on people, what's the use of you?!"

I threw the beads with my hands, and at the end of the day, I heard Mo Jialuo's unwillingness to resign: "One man and one woman, who suffers?!"

……

I soon learned that one cannot be too conceited.

I often comfort myself that even the Lord of the Emperor Qiu can't live longer than me in this world, so there is nothing to be afraid of.Perhaps it is this mentality that capsizes the boat in the gutter.

But for a few days, the widow brought a strong man to seek revenge, and at night, she blew the incense into the room, and the blood of the corpse gu would be able to dissolve all poisons by itself, but the tricks were tricked.

In a drowsy state, someone tore her clothes to pieces, and the woman beside her covered her face with a black gauze, "giggling" happily.

I was dragged from the bed to under the bed, Jiang Wuque was next to the pillow, but I don't know if he was asleep or awake.

I didn't want to make a sound, and the shrill voice of the woman next to my ears kept instructing: "Take off her clothes—scratch her face—let her taste—!"

My body was numb, and when the man approached, a gust of hot air hit my face, I turned my face away forcefully, feeling nauseous and wanting to vomit.

No matter how weak the limbs are, he still remembers the life-saving method of acupuncture and cutting off the pulse, but one hand was kneaded by someone, and the other hand was stepped on by the widow.That woman looked crazy, she was more excited to see me being humiliated than to practice it herself.

This is not the first time, I have tried my best to resist, even though I know that resistance is meaningless, and the more I resist, the more animalistic it will be.But who would be willing to make such a compromise? !

I can't help it, the corners of my eyes are a little wet.

When I recover my strength, I will smash them to pieces, I swear by gritted teeth.Then close your eyes and resign yourself to fate.

At this time, there was a scream, and the strong man let go of his grip, as if he had been stabbed behind him, and the widow shouted again in an instant: "Killer! Killer!" I opened my eyes and saw Jiang Wu Que bent over and knelt on the ground, holding a pair of scissors in his hands. In front of him, the burly man had long been silent.But he didn't know that the scissors in his hand kept piercing and withdrawing from the opponent's throat... Countless blood surged up, and he lowered his head, staining his face.

The widow who provoked the trouble cried and laughed for a while, and then ran out.

It took me a lot of effort to climb to Jiang Wuque's side.

"he died……"

He didn't seem to notice until I grabbed his hands, which were dripping with blood, along with the sleeves.I broke his fingers and made him loosen the scissors. At this time, I didn't feel that he was gentle at all. He was more poisonous than me. The neck of the strong man was rotten, and the head and body were separated.

He didn't look up, his face was expressionless, except for the fierce look in his eyes.

"It's okay." I sat up and hugged his shoulders, not even half of the clothes left on my body, and met him naked/naked.

After a long time, I leaned into his arms, tightly fitting, never wanting to let go.

I am not a woman educated by etiquette and righteousness, and I never avoid suspicion on weekdays, but I still remember that this person is someone else's husband.For several months, even though I have been in the same room with him, even though there is only one bed in the room, I am not shameless enough to share the same couch and bed with him; so even if I take care of him, it is only by the side of the bed.

I know it's a little too much this time.

But since someone helped me take off my clothes, I no longer have the taboo to stick to Jiang Wuque's body.Limbs and limbs intertwined with him, brushing his hair, caressing his cheeks, fingers burrowing into his clothes, lips rubbing his naked/exposed skin back and forth, the stained blood excited me, but only me Only one person is excited.

"...you forgot me again, Jiang Wuque...you forgot me again..."

In the end, he really didn't have much strength, and after half of the kiss, he passed out.

When I woke up the next day, I heard an earth-shattering scene reappeared in vivid colors and colors.

The Yunshen Pearl and the two of them returned gracefully. They said that when they entered the door, they seemed to see the battlefield of the battle of the century. The room was full of chaos. .

……

After killing someone, it would be uncomfortable to live in a small town, so I packed up some things and moved them.

I didn't think about where I was going, but the scenery along the road was beautiful, with spring flowers blooming, light yellow, pink and green.

Jiang Wuque was still unwilling to speak, but he no longer avoided my gaze. Sometimes wherever I went, his gaze would follow me back and forth, very focused, as if he remembered something.

But when I raise hope and ask him, I will be disappointed again.

Even so, I think he's getting better every day.

Sometimes to tease him, put the leaves near his mouth and tell him to blow. If his body doesn't cooperate well, he can't blow, so he will be irritable and throw or crush the leaves.

"You are so fierce, of course you can't blow it loudly, if you want to be like this, be gentle..."

I laughed, thinking of his precepts and deeds, I felt that there is no one in this world who can be more gentle than Jiang Wuque.

"Smile at me?" I squeezed his fingers, "I want to see you smile."

His head was tilted to one side, his empty eyes blinked, reflecting the green sky, naturally I was gone.

Walk for a few more days and enter the city.

The city is not big, but it is quite lively.There are many jugglers on the street, I took Jiang Wuque's family to see them, ignoring the old and the young monsters in my arms, in fact, I have been the one who held his hand and went with him to various places after going around for so many years. Plant places, see all kinds of personnel.

"Do you still remember Yichang?" I asked, "There is a Wenchang Temple there. In front of the temple there is a little girl who throws colored balls. You saw her in the past and liked it very much."

I don't know if he really likes it, I only know that he smiled at me that day, the moment was bright, but I missed it for many years.

"Come on, I'll do a trick for you."

I sat down in front of a tea stall with him, and there were people coming and going, and it was very noisy.Jiang Wuque didn't feel uncomfortable, I shook his hand every once in a while to let him focus on me and watch my tricks.

"the last one."

The index fingers of both hands cooperate with the two fingers of one hand, and they are used to coax the children, but suddenly they see the person sitting opposite, and they smile unexpectedly.

His brows and eyes are stretched, and the faint traces have already dissipated the clouds and returned to the earth in spring.

"Jiang Wuque laughed!" I was a little dazed at first, but suddenly shouted: "Jiang Wuque laughed!" The behavior of crying and laughing drew the attention of passers-by on the street.

On this day, he made great progress, not only smiled, but also spoke.

It was a painting booth, he suddenly got out of my hand and stopped.

I turned around and saw him staring at a picture obsessively.

It was a picture of a secluded orchid, bright and fragrant, with a faint fragrance... "Did you remember something?" I asked him, "Did you remember Tie Xinlan?"

"Xin... Lan...?"

This is the first time he has spoken since he woke up, although it is only to echo.The tone is hoarse, the tone is flat, and there is a slight rise in the end, matching the confusion in his eyes.

At dinner that day, he asked again: "Where's Xinlan?"

"Do you want to see her?" I fed a spoonful of soup into his mouth, and seeing him swallow it carefully, I said, "If you want to see her, I'll take you there."

So the journey has a direction, Kunlun, Xianyunzhan.

On the day I arrived at the snow mountain, I felt that Jiang Wuque and I really had nothing in common. He liked the scene of thousands of mountains with snow at dusk and cranes flying, but I was not very keen.

Neck shrinking, cold all the way, Kunlun Cliff, snow-like mat, a few houses side by side, no sound, very lonely.

The door opened as soon as it was pushed, and Jiang Wuque walked in faster than me. "Xinlan?" He seemed to be familiar with the road, every time he came to a door, pushed it open, walked around the room, and called out: "Xinlan?"

There has been no one living here for a long time.When I went behind Jiang Wuque, I saw that he was no longer looking for him, and stood still in a daze, facing the empty room.

"Look at me!" I turned his gaze to myself. Normally, I was too patient, unwilling to force myself, and didn't want to touch the past to hurt him, but in fact, what he could remember was that I was too protective and timid. It shouldn't be like this!

"Look at me, Jiang Wuque!" I yelled loudly, making him startled. "Aren't you looking for Tie Xinlan? Tell me where she is, tell me where she is!" I couldn't help but drag him to the edge of the cliff, where there was an ancient pine, snow fell all over the ground, and then I pushed him down hard. With a sudden tremor, a big flying flower was raised.

"That's right here! Didn't you tell me that Tie Xinlan jumped off the cliff from here? How could you not remember how painful it was when she fell from here?!" I twisted Jiang Wuque's body forcefully, making him fall into the abyss "Look clearly, Tie Xinlan died here, the place where his wife and children were separated, the root of your nightmares in this life, you dare to tell me that you don't remember? Do you dare to tell me that you don't remember anything?!"

He was already trembling, whimpering as if on the verge of limit, vaguely.Suddenly pushed my hand away again, ran to a distance, hugged my head deep into my body, and curled up into a ball.

"I'm in pain too, do you think I'm not in pain?!" I went behind him, "But the Jiang Wuque I know, even if it hurts, even if he dies, he won't run away!"

That day I hugged him and cried, or I just wanted to cry... The snow fell in Kunlun Mountains, year after year, when I ran away with my head in my arms, and he chased after him with a stick, at that time, I knew I couldn't escape...

……

Soon after, in Shuzhong, Jiuxiu Villa.

After returning from Wanxiang Grotto, Xiaoyuer brought his son to Jiuxiuhei's house as a guest, and Jiang Wuque's wife and children were all here.

Before going to the door, I made a meticulous dress for Jiang Wuque, white clothes, soft boots, he was in coarse linen with me, but it was not easy to wear it in front of Tie Xinlan.

There is a sunny hillside near the manor, where the spring is shining and flowers are blooming everywhere.

I found a few delicate and beautiful buds, made a bunch, and gave it to Jiang Wuque to hold it in his hand.

Then he took out the gold hairpin from Fengluan at his heart, "Remember to give it to her." Put it into his hands together.

Jiang Wukuang nodded. He looked unwell and pale, but it was no longer my responsibility.

Tie Xinlan should be waiting for him, and Jiang Wuque traveled thousands of miles to find his wife, all he did was get together at this very moment.

This is such an exciting thing, I want to laugh, except that I laugh against my will.

I adjusted his clothes for him, and when he came down from Kunlun Mountain, his confusion did not improve, wasting my tears.

Halfway through the day, I paused step by step and led him to Jiuxiu Village. Seeing a family member come out to ask for help, I let him go and turned to leave.

On the road when I came here, the flowers moved a mountain in spring, and it was still the sunny slope, the shallow grass was poor and green, and the flowers dazzled the eyes, and suddenly I couldn't walk half a step further.

Should they meet?I couldn't help but think, when I let go, Jiang Wuque didn't look back at me, he was a little happy because I told him that I was about to see Tie Xinlan.In his heart, some people may be irrelevant, so he can not care when saying goodbye.

There is nothing I can't let go of, I expected this day, I only hope that God will let him go like me, don't play with twists and turns, don't let me see him covered in bruises, don't let him be as depressed as before, Don't bury everything in your heart anymore... His temperament is actually not perfect at all, and he can't tell the pain, great joy, great compassion, love, hatred, anger, and ignorance. There is always only one word: forbearance.

Yaoyue Lianxing created a deformity for the world after all, I thought amusedly, so I also took a step, but suddenly at this moment, I was bumped hard by someone from behind.

A person who often works as an undercover agent, the most taboo on weekdays is acting on his emotions.Although I'm not a good material, even Xiao Yu'er thinks that I'm an elm, if I've been tricked and beaten by the palace master a lot, I won't feel any turmoil even when I die.

The longest time I cried in my life was the Kunlun Xianyun Inn more than ten days ago.

But not the most ruthless one.

The most ruthless time was at this moment, when tears welled up in his eyes, he was knocked down by someone, and then he was hugged tightly behind him.

I heard a gasp coming from my ear, "Where are you going..." The voice was muffled and hoarse, and it seemed to be a little frightened, "You haven't said yet, where are you going..."

Tears were intertwined on my face, my torso and limbs softened, but I didn't tremble endlessly.

The trembling came from behind, and the man squeezed me tightly tremblingly and tremblingly. After a long time, he couldn't wait for an answer, so he just buried his face in my neck and sighed speciously: "Yuanyu..."