Chapter 814

"When people get old, they will get sick. No one will get sick. In a twinkling, you are so old, father and mother are old Mother is full of emotion, a little sad to say.

"Mother! Don't say that. You and your father are not old at all. Che'er will always be with you. " Ling junche touched her mother's white hair painfully. She used to carry her mother on her back, but now she can't carry her back. Unconsciously, he was a head taller than her mother and grew into a beautiful man.

"Come on, don't keep your father waiting too long. The food should be cold." His mother took him to the dining room.

After dinner, Ling junche went back to his room to read a book. He had passed the local examination and the national examination. He planned to go to Beijing in three days to take the last imperial examination of this year.

Late at night, the room is dark, there is wind, only the faint candle shadow shakes, Ling junche so grasp the book lying on the desk to sleep. He had a strange dream. For some reason, he dreamed that a small white figure was running in front of him. The figure suddenly stopped and suddenly turned back. A pair of light colored eyes like crystal clear glass ran into his eyes. He thought these eyes were familiar, but he couldn't remember them.

The next morning, Ling junche wakes up in the birdsong outside the window. He looks at the messy book case and laughs. He even slept on his stomach all night last night. No wonder he feels cool. Then, he thought of the strange dream last night, with a little confused look. Who was that figure?

A few days later, Ling junche packed his cage and set out for the Beijing examination. His father and mother told him everything in detail. He nodded and agreed one by one. After pacifying his parents, he left the quiet village.

A few days later, when I came to a temple one day, the sky was dark and windy. It looked like a heavy rain was coming. Ling junche sighs helplessly. It seems that he can only stay here for a night and wait for the rain to pass.

He walked into the temple quickly, called a few times, but no one answered. Then he looked at the dilapidated temple, which should have been abandoned for a long time. In other words, no one in the temple overnight also saves the cost of accommodation, it should be a piece of tile with the Buddha. It rained heavily outside at night, and the temperature was a little low. Ling junche didn't sleep very soundly. He felt the rain dripping from one side of his body. He turned over to go on sleeping, but he felt as if a huge shadow was covering him.

When I opened my eyes, I was scared out of my wits. I saw a huge, strange looking and ugly monster standing in front of him, looking down on him coldly. He just wanted to get up and run away, but the monster took a faster step, grabbed him by the neck and lifted him up without any difficulty. He suddenly had difficulty breathing.

The next second, the frightening monster suddenly put his face close to Ling junche, and then took a deep breath. He felt that there was something crazy running in his body. He felt that his head seemed to explode and hurt, but the monster was satisfied. His body was a little cold, his consciousness gradually blurred, and then his eyelids knocked heavily up and down, and he fainted.

The next morning, after a long night of heavy rain, Ling junche woke up and knocked on his painful head. What's the matter with him? How can he sleep with such a pain? Did you catch a cold at night?

Just thinking about it, I saw a white skirt corner beside me. Looking up along the skirt corner, I saw a beautiful and moving face. I was stunned for a moment. A beautiful woman was standing by, looking at him with a smile.

It's an unforgettable face, such as the white skin of jade, the clear eyes of glass, the rising eyes have their own style, the pretty small nose looks very clever, and the bright red and moist lips are like the enchanting flowers on the other side, which makes people want to have a kiss.

Although this face was a little bit unreal, she was only wearing a plain light gauze skirt, as if no matter how gorgeous she was, she would be eclipsed.

"Are you..." Ling junche hesitates and asks.

"Don't you remember me?" A woman's voice is as pleasant as a silver bell.

"Who am I? Why are you here? " Ling junche pointed to himself and asked difficultly.

There was a flash of surprise on the woman's face, but she hid it in an instant. Her beautiful eyes turned dexterously, thought about it, and then she laughed again.

"My name is Bai Qian. You are my husband, and your name is Ling junche. We have been married for a long time, and we love each other. A few days ago, after you had a serious illness, you forgot everything. Yesterday, you ran out of your house and didn't know you wanted to go home. Husband, you make me worry. " Bai Qian gently pulled his hand and put it on his face. He said with a worried face.

Ling junche stay in situ, he and she are husband and wife? However, why there was no memory in his mind and he couldn't remember anything. He tried hard to find some evidence to prove his identity, but he didn't think about it. Suddenly, his head began to ache violently, as if he were chopping down with an axe, and he immediately held his head and murmured bitterly.

"Jun Che!" White shallow immediately flustered, hold his face, see his cold sweat DC, face pale, "what's the matter with you, don't scare me?"

"Pain! Headache! I can't remember anything. I have a headache when I think about it... "Ling junche's body trembles with pain. His handsome face is miserable and colorless, and his ruddy lips are covered with frost at this time.

Bai Qian hugs Ling junche, buries his head in his neck and says: "don't think about it. It doesn't matter if you can't remember. I'll accompany you and I'll take you home."

Bai Qian helped him to stand up, took his cage and walked out of the broken temple. She took him to a bamboo forest. The bamboo forest was in a quiet place. It was very quiet. There were only bird calls and the rustle of leaves when the wind blew. There were no other people.

A little further on, in front of the bamboo grove, I saw a delicate wooden house. Although the wooden house was small, it had all kinds of furniture. It had a desk, a bed, a cabinet, a dining table, and it was brand new.

Bai Qian helps Ling junche to sit down beside the bed, takes off his shoes, socks and robes, takes off his hair crown, spreads his long hair like ink, and then lets him lie down and rest.

"Husband, you can have a good sleep. I'll go to the doctor and get some medicine. I'll be back soon." Bai Qian gently pushed aside the messy hair on his ear side, and then bent down to print a kiss on his forehead.

Ling junche's body is instantly stiff and dare not move. Although he has accepted that they are husband and wife, he still feels very strange to Bai shallow.

Bai Qian noticed Ling junche's strange, opened the distance between him, chuckled, and then called a "fool" and got up to go out. I'm still too anxious. Don't scare him.

Although to see Ling junche again is like a dream to her, and she keeps him by her side, realizing a dream she has been longing for, Bai Qian is very worried about his current physical condition. For the time being, we can't find out what caused it, so we have to go to the doctor first to catch some medicine to keep him healthy.

Bai Qian walked forward for a while and looked back. When he felt that he could not see the cabin, he pinched the formula with both hands and recited a mantra in his mouth. In an instant, she was filled with thick white smoke, which soon swallowed up her figure. After a while, the smoke dispersed, and the beautiful figure standing in the white smoke disappeared, leaving only a strange light fragrance.

Bai Qian, who was originally in the bamboo forest, suddenly appeared in the city alley five or six miles away from the bamboo forest. She flicked her sleeve, changed a very ordinary face, threw it into the crowd, and no one would look at it more. Then she walked out of the alley and came to a hospital with satisfaction.

She told the doctor that her husband had a head disease and asked the doctor to prescribe some mild medicine for recuperation. After taking the medicine, she walked out of the hospital and saw that there were white and fat steamed buns on the street, still in the shape of a lovely rabbit. She was stunned as if she thought of something and then began to smile.

When she came to the steamed bread stall, the old man immediately warmly called her: "girl, buy some steamed bread. The fresh steamed bread is still rabbit shaped. It's good-looking and delicious! Children love to eat, you can buy it back to coax children

Bai Qian covered his mouth and laughed, then happily said: "I don't coax children, coax Xianggong."

The old man also grinned: "coax Xianggong also become, coax happy next time to buy!"

Bai Qian asked for two buns, and then went back to the bamboo hut with a pile of things. Push open the door, Ling junche is leaning on the head of the bed looking at this volume of book, that is white shallow leave before he left. Hearing the sound of pushing the door, Ling junche immediately looks over and smiles at the dialogue, as if waiting for a long time.

Bai Qian first put several packages of Medicine on the table, then took a bag wrapped in paper, sat by the bed and opened the oil paper. Two little white rabbits cleverly held them in her hands. Then a smell of food filled the room.

"Husband, do you remember that when I was sick, you fed me steamed bread. I still remember the taste." Bai Qian said softly, then carefully broke the steamed bread into small pieces and fed them to Ling junche's mouth.

Ling junche suddenly moved, the original sense of strangeness and estrangement of Bai shallow disappeared for a long time.

He said softly, "I can't remember all the things before, but you can tell me one by one."

"Well, it doesn't matter if we can't remember the past. We still have a lot of days to live together in the future." Bai shallow gently holds his hand, a pair of clear eyes gentle and affectionate looking at him.

She thought selfishly, if only he would never think of everything before, and then they could have a good, long life together.