Chapter 339 Helping each other

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"...Ayou!" Seeing that her face turned pale, Shen Zhongqi was so scared that he hugged her tightly and said, "Do you want to vomit again?"

These days, Zhen Shiniang occasionally gets sick, and she will vomit in the dark.

"It's okay..." Zhen Shiniang lay softly on him. "I can't have a blood transfusion anymore." This should be a blood transfusion reaction, right?

Since she temporarily cooperated with Lu Jun to have a major operation for chest hemorrhage last winter, Jiang Heng and Chu Yufu gave her a blood transfusion and soon woke up. After that, she lost her several times and began to lose her hair and vomit.

Shen Zhongqi, who had been hoping to support her life by blood transfusion, darkened in an instant.

Zhen Shi Niang can't see it.

"This colorful silk is quite beautiful." She raised her hand to show him the colorful lines on his wrist. "I have a bad memory. Don't forget to help me take it off?" She is a pun.

I don't know if she can wait for the first rain after the Dragon Boat Festival. At that time, he must not forget to take it off. It is said that the dead will also drag the living people away.

"Um..." Shen Zhongqi stubbornly hugged her, "I will definitely remind you when it rains, and then you can cut it yourself." Take it away with her bad luck.

After washing up, Shen Zhongqi fed her with food and medicine. Jian Wu Jianwen had already dressed up and surrounded her.

Today, there was a dragon boat race in Lin Town. The children in the village ran away in the morning. Seeing that Jian Wu Jianwen was not on his mind, Shen Zhongqi asked Ji Huaifeng to take them to see it. Both of them were worried about their mother and refused to go alone.

Zhen Shiniang felt that she was too lazy to move, but when she saw that Jian Wu Jianwen looked out of the window with longing, she ordered Ji Huaifeng to prepare the carriage.

"Can you... do it?" Shen Zhongqi was a little hesitant.

She is in her current body, but she can't join in the fun at all.

"It's not far. It's okay to take a carriage..." Zhen Shiniang patted Jian Wu's little face, "We're going now, just to watch the game**!"

Jianwu Jianwen rushed to the ground early.

I saw my son's happy appearance. Shen Zhongqi sighed secretly.

She is not willing to let her child be unhappy at all.

After all, her body was not good. After seeing it for less than two quarters of an hour, Zhen Shiniang couldn't stand the thunderous drumming and the warm cheering in her ear, and saw that her face turned pale. Shen Zhongqi quietly told Ji Huaifeng and others to take good care of Jianwu Jianwen, took her into the carriage and went back to Qingping Courtyard.

In the evening, Jian Wu and Jianwen began to speak with his eyebrows as soon as he came back.

Zhen Shiniang smiled and sat next to Shen Zhongqi and listened carefully.

Feeling a little sleepy, she leaned her head gently on Shen Zhongqi's shoulder.

"... My mother fell asleep again." Jianwen's expression darkened in an instant.

I'm talking about the truth. Jian Wu's voice stopped abruptly, and his big black eyes blinked, and there was a layer of water mist in an instant.

"Don't cry..." Shen Zhongqi gently held Zhen Shiniang in his arms, "... Wake up your mother carefully."

Jian Wen Jian Wu stared and forced his tears back. I got up and crept on the bedding.

Watching his father take off his coat and cover the quilt for his mother, Jian Wu and Jianwen both surrounded him. I sat by the kang with my father and looked at my mother's peaceful sleeping face.

It's not good to see her. Shen Zhongqi carefully took off the hat on Zhen Shi Niang's head.

Looking at my mother's sparse hair and thin cheeks, Jian Wu Jianwen's gloomy big eyes were foggy, like Shen Zhongqi's young face prematurely put a touch of vicissitudes...

Suddenly woke up, Zhen Shiniang looked at Chengchen, whose head was stained with a layer of bright starlight outside the window. It took a long time before she remembered that she fell asleep while listening to Jian Wu Jianwen talking about the grandeur of dragon boat racing during the day... She was really getting worse and worse.

A faint sigh. Seeing that most of Shen Zhongqi's body was exposed, he leaned over and rubbed it up, trying to pull the quilt to cover him.

She is afraid of cold, and she subconsciously feels that others are also afraid of cold.

After rubbing for a long time, she touched a hard object on the edge of the mattress, and Zhen Shiniang stopped there.

What is this?

Looking back, Shen Zhongqi breathed evenly. Zhen Shiniang sat up quietly and looked carefully at the starlight shining through the half-covered curtains. It turned out to be a small rectangular wooden box.

Covering Shen Zhongqi with the quilt, Zhen Shiniang crept over his body and picked up the box and gently opened it.

Zhen Shiniang was stunned.

In the black lacquer cloud dragon pattern carving huā wooden box, which is one foot long and half a foot wide, folded a large and small colorful half-box of paper cranes, from big and ugly to small and exquisite... One by one, Zhen Shiniang's fingers trembled slightly.

So much?

Does he also want to fold a thousand paper cranes for her?

That day, she told the story to the children in order to encourage Zheng Yuxun to get out of the psychological shadow as soon as possible. This is just a word to encourage children. How can he believe it?

This must have been told by Jian Wu Jianwen, right?

Sanoko Sasaki, a girl born in Hiroshima, has suffered from the sequelae of the war since she was a child. When she was seriously ill, her mother taught her to origami cranes to pray for blessings and told her that when she folded the thousand paper cranes, she would recover... That day, she did not tell the children the end of the story

In fact, the end of the story is that she didn't wait for a thousand, but when the girl reached 634, she still died.

If she didn't wait for a thousand, she would go, what would he do?

How can he live if she is dead?

Looking quietly at Shen Zhongqi's handsome face in his deep sleep, Zhen Shi Niang's heart was piercing.

This person... This person who is willing to exchange his life for a lifetime of love with her, how can she be willing to die?

But, fate is like this, what can she do?!

I remember that I saw a story in my previous life. The hero went to pursue his wife across thousands of years, thousands of years of waiting, thousands of years of darkness, a thousand years of endless beginning and endless days, he waited so long, looking for...

I really want to return to her hometown after her death, lead him back to his previous life together, and then continue the relationship.

But how can they do it?

Even if she can, how can she be willing to wait for thousands of years hopelessly in the boundless darkness and endure the loneliness of thousands of years!

Touching the silver hair scattered in the bed, Zhen Shi Niang suddenly burst into tears like rain. She suddenly turned around and covered her mouth tightly with a quilt...

The curved crescent moon climbed up the high starry sky through the heavy dark clouds, sprinkled with a room of silver light, sad and cold.

Listening to the breathing in my ear gradually became more and more even. Shen Zhongqi opened his eyes.

Sitting up slowly, he stared at Zhen Shiniang, who was still crying in his sleep, and slowly stretched out his hand and gently. Little by little, wiped the tears off her cheeks.

He has always been most afraid of her tears.

I have been reluctant to let her cry.

But now, he can only watch her shed tears but can't comfort the pain of the conical heart. She has it. He also has it.

It turns out that the most painful thing in the world is not to know that you are going to die, but to watch your lover wither and haggard little by little. But you are living a good life.

I obviously held your hand, but I can't grow old with you. Watching you cry, I can't do anything. What kind of sadness is that?

If possible. He would rather not live in the afterlife, not in the afterlife, but to stay with her in this life!

If he could, he would rather Zhen Shiniang never loved him!

Without love, there is no pain.

At least, in the face of death, she won't be as heartbroken as him. I won't be as helpless as him, and I won't cry alone in the middle of the night... Thinking of that year, Zhen Shiniang told her that she still had two years of life to be calm, calm and light, and Shen Zhongqi's chest was suffocated.

He suddenly turned around, opened the wooden box with trembling hands, pulled out the colored paper at the bottom, and folded his hands tremblingly...

The sun shone on the quilt through the window lattice. It was warm, and Zhen Shiniang opened her eyes.

"Wake up?" Shen Zhongqi sat cross-legged by the kang and looked at her with a smile.

"It feels good to see you as soon as you open your eyes every day." Zhen Shi Niang crawled on him.

In the past, he had to go to court before dawn. As soon as she opened her eyes, she had an empty half bed.

"Do you miss me so much?" Shen Zhongqi laughed, pulled the quilt and wrapped her in his arms.

"...Isn't it possible?" Zhen Shiniang stared.

"Do you hate me going to court?" Shen Zhongqi asked dotingly.

"Um..." Zhen Shiniang nodded seriously, "It's very annoying." He drilled into his arms like a child, found a comfortable position, and continued to close his eyes.

Shen Zhongqi patted her buttocks and said, "Get up and eat."

"I don't want to get up."

"The sun is shining on my ass..."

"You help me get dressed"

Shen Zhongqi smiled, "Why do you become more and more like a child?"

Complaining, he reached out and pulled the clothes.

"Who told you to spoil me?" Zhen Shiniang buried her face in Shen Zhongqi's arms and rubbed it. She closed her eyes and refused to wear clothes.

Is this also his fault?

Looking at Zhen Shiniang, who couldn't get up in his arms like a child, Shen Zhongqi couldn't laugh or cry.

The eyebrows fell out, and Zhen Shinang was not proficient in combing women's red. She didn't want Magpie Dongju and others to see Zhen Shiniang's appearance, so Shen Zhongqi personally helped her wash her face and draw eyebrows.

"...Are you drawing better and better?" Looking at a pair of slender and light Xuanyue eyebrows in the mirror, Zhen Shiniang praised.

Shen Zhongqi remembered that the first time she drew her eyebrows thick and heavy. She also said it was beautiful and joked that her forehead was a piece of white paper, and she liked to be painted by him... It was so long all day.

This woman always has the power to become a treasure.

"What do you want to do today?" He asked softly in Zhen Shi Niang's ear.

"Well..." Zhen Shiniang looked at the bright sunshine outside and said, "Let's go fishing."

Raising huā and playing with grass, fishing and painting can best cultivate the mind and exercise people's patience.

He has a irritable temper and straightforward nature. Long live his favor for him is all based on the ambition of unifying the Three Kingdoms. If he is still in the same temper, it is hard to say that he will not offend the dragon face one day and bring the disaster of destruction.

The future can't accompany him. The only thing she can do now is to sharpen his nature in this limited time.

"Fishing?"

Shen Zhongqi's scalp was numb, but when he thought that it was better than cutting grass at home, he nodded happily, "Good, let's move the soft couch to the stream, and you will lie down and bask in the sun when you are tired."

Her current body can only fish and raise huā.

Fishing and raising huā, these are all painful tortures for him.

However, he can still look at her and accompany her to do what she wants to do. He is so happy...

PS: I continue to code words, and there will be an update in the evening. PS asks for a pink ticket