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When she opened her eyes, she knew that it was a dream. It was an extremely ominous dream. She missed him so much that she couldn't fall asleep. Even if she stayed by his side and didn't do anything, she still felt very happy.

Therefore, she decided to ask for help because she found out that Liang Zhen was currently in Beauty Jing's house, Chief's house. If she wanted to see Liang Zhen, she had to obtain the consent of one of the two. The chief was definitely not going to agree, so she could only ask Beauty Jing for her permission to meet with Liang Zhen.

Beauty Jing held onto her phone, she was a little taken aback, but also a little nervous. For her friend, she could agree, but for Liang Zhen, she had to be careful. She thought for a moment, then asked, "Jing Jing, do you know Liang Zhen's true identity? Tell the truth. "

Beauty Jing's tone was very gentle, but she felt pressure from Ouyang Jing. She hesitated for a moment before saying, "Yes, I know, but I miss him very much. I really want to know how he is right now." I just want to see him, even if it's just a glance. "

"Jiajia, I really want to be with him, even if I have to take care of him for the rest of my life. I've never loved anyone, and I don't know what happens when I love someone, but right now, my heart is in pain. I just want to see him."

The sound of sobbing came from the other side of the phone.

Beauty Jing hung up the phone helplessly and sent a message: Jingjing, I don't know what you are thinking. But since you've told me the truth, then I might as well tell you. Liang Zhen might never have another child in this life, his genitals were damaged during the freezing process, so I'm afraid that even the matter of the husband and wife can't satisfy you.

Very soon, Ouyang Jing replied, "Jiajia, my body has already been destroyed. Is that not enough?" Please, I can't do without him now, even if we all need to be alone for the rest of our lives. I will repay you for the rest of my life.

Beauty Jing felt her heart ache. She felt very guilty. If it wasn't for her, she wouldn't have damaged Ouyang Jing's foundation at such a young age.

Something wet slid down from the corner of her eye. She took it off with her index finger and continued typing: Jingjing, I'm sorry. I'll do my best to help you. I hope your wish can be fulfilled.

After sending the message, she put the phone in her pocket, stood up and held the bottles of pills tightly. She went downstairs and found the Liang brothers in the study downstairs.

Liang Zhiwen was reading an English edition of the "Compendium of Materia Medica". He was very focused and had a notebook on his right hand that contained a lot of English.

Liang Zhen was reading the Chinese version of the < Sun Zi's Martial Art >.

Seeing that Beauty Jing had entered, the two brothers only raised their heads once before continuing to read.

Beauty Jing pulled out the chair beside Liang Zhen and sat down.

"Big Bro, this is a pill that can help circulate qi and blood. This is an antidote. This is a pill to treat cough blood. It will be taken out at different times." Three bottles of medicine were pushed in front of Liang Zhen.

Liang Zhen put down the book in his hands and looked at Beauty Jing. His blue eyes were filled with gratitude, emotion, and even adoration.

Ten years ago, that eight year old girl was still as meticulous and kind as before. She was still as beautiful and moving as ever.

This gaze was too familiar, so familiar that she thought it was just an illusion. If it wasn't for Liang Zhen's fair skin, Beauty Jing would have thought that it was Bo Liangchen looking at her, because the two's eyes were too similar.

Holding the phone in her pocket, she calmed herself down and asked, "Does Big Brother remember the nurse who took care of you in the hospital?"

He asked tentatively, afraid that his words would cause the two brothers to feel disgusted.

Liang Zhen smiled. Looking at the nervous expression on Beauty Jing's face, he said, "Is your good friend Ouyang Jing?"

Beauty Jing nodded and let out a long sigh.

"I remember, it was an interesting little girl." Liang Zhen smiled. That's right. She was a pure and innocent little girl, but deep down, she was a stubborn little girl that was as arrogant as a princess.

"She wants to continue taking care of you. Are you willing?" Beauty Jing spoke very slowly, just like a robot.

"Oh, really?" Liang Zhen raised his eyebrows curiously.

"Well, she just called and wanted me to beg you to let her take care of you." Beauty Jing blinked her big eyes, but she was very perturbed in her heart: What should we do? What if he didn't agree?

Liang Zhen watched as the little girl bit her lips. She was extremely conflicted. Whenever she felt uneasy, she would put her hands together or habitually bite her lips with her fingers together.

At this moment, Beauty Jing blinked her eyes. She placed her finger on her lips and gently bit on it.

However, Liang Zhiwen suddenly raised his head and said, "No, I can't agree to that."

Liang Zhen was stunned as Beauty Jing was shocked. She abruptly stood up and asked, "Why?"

"Why? What are you planning to do by placing your good friend by Big Bro's side? Are you trying to find an opportunity to frame Big Bro again? Liang Zhiwen closed the book in his hand heavily, "I'll tell you the truth today. If anything happens to my big brother, you can forget about it. Even if I become a ghost, I won't let you off. "Humph!"

With a cold snort, he pushed the wheelchair out of the study.

Beauty Jing sat dejectedly on the chair, staring at the table in front of her, wishing she could open a hole.

What should he do? How should he explain it to Jingjing? Worry.

With both hands supporting his chin, he began to roll up his ponytail impatiently.

Liang Zhen closed the book and said, "I can still use the strategy of delaying the war. Once we return to the country, that girl will not be bothered anymore. You can say that once I recover, you will naturally see her."

After a few days of recuperation, Liang Zhen's feet could finally hit the ground. After walking around the room a few times, he still didn't need a walking stick. Although he walked a bit slower, it was still a miracle. At this moment, he slowly supported himself on the chair, stood up, and walked out of the study.

An enticing aroma of food wafted in from the dining room. It was time for dinner.

Beauty Jing followed behind Liang Zhen. When the two of them arrived at the dining hall, the two old men and Liang Zhiwen were already seated.

Beauty Jing walked a few steps forward and pulled out a chair to let Liang Zhen sit down first. She sat beside Liang Zhen, pulled out a chair and gently sat down.

Old Man Liang saw this slight movement in Liang Zhen's eyes. He could see an astonishing warmth in Liang Zhen's eyes. This was something that this child had never seen before in his entire life. He couldn't help but take a few more glances.

When Liang Zhen noticed the gaze of the old man, he smiled.

"Grandfather, you've been staring at me this whole time, are there any flowers on my face?" Liang Zhen's mood was very good, and his tone became gentle.

Old Madam Liang paused in her eating of the congee before interjecting, "Your face is smiling like a flower. Your grandfather wants to pluck this flower and put it on his own face." The old man's words were humorous and witty.

Liang Zhen smiled. "Grandfather, if we could sit together and eat dinner every day like we did today, how blissful would that be?"

The expressions of the two old men changed.

There was silence.

With the rice grains in his chopsticks, Liang Zhiwen found it hard to swallow. However, how much longer could he have this kind of time, his own days were few, and his actions over the years were also quite absurd. Those beautiful days, those years of exile, he could no longer endure, but, why was his heart still unable to calm down?

Her jade green eyes looked at the calm beauty Jing. "Could it be?" Am I really seeing things? But why was it so similar? That girl had clearly admitted that she was a beauty, but looking at the beauty in front of her, did she really not seem to remember what she had done?

Could it really be that sister? That little sister they had in their hands?

His eyes gradually became blurry and blurry as he randomly picked up a few mouthfuls of food. Liang Zhiwen put down his chopsticks and pushed, "Grandfather, Grandma, Big Brother, I'm not feeling well. I'll go back to my room to rest first. You guys take your time." As he spoke, he turned the wheel of the wheelchair and returned to his bedroom.

Since there were only physical and acupuncture treatments during the day, the two brothers usually had separate bedrooms.

Beauty Jing was listlessly eating the porridge in her bowl. Since she still needed to train tonight, she had to force herself to eat well.

After using the beef broth and steak, Beauty Jing forced herself to eat some vegetables and fruits. When she was full, there was only Liang Zhen accompanying her at the dining table.

Liang Zhen was a very stable and considerate person. After Beauty Jing finished her dinner, he suggested that they go and sit in the garden.

Supporting Liang Zhen, they sat down on a swing in the garden. Beauty Jing sat down on a bench at the side, while Liang Zhen sat on the swing, slowly swaying.

The night wind blew, and the faint fragrance of gardenia assaulted his nostrils.

Liang Zhen's gaze swept over the faraway Gardenia Forest.

"Jiajia, wait until I'm better. I hope you can bring me to your garden." Liang Zhen said faintly.

Beauty Jing was stunned. She followed his gaze and looked at the sea of Gardenia and asked curiously: "My garden? Where is it? Why can't I remember? "

Liang Zhen smiled, not saying a word.

The gentle breeze blew the flowers and plants in the garden, mixing them with the fragrance of various flowers and herbs, causing people to feel extremely refreshed.

Beauty Jing spread her arms and looked up at the night sky. There were many stars in the night sky, dotted with this beautiful world. It was so quiet.

He muttered to himself, "Flowcloud, throw up the moon." Even though we share a thousand miles, you still know the heart of the night? "

(Nocturnal Song of Ouyang Xiu: A thin cloud, floating in the starry sky, covers the moon and spits it out; the moonlight flows, casting a shadow before my clean steps.) I am separated from you by a thousand miles. The bright moon shines upon me, and also shines upon you. Oh, moon, how do you know that I miss you every night?)

"Look at the stars by the river, it's hard to reconnect them by knitting at night." Liang Zhen sighed, and the swing gently swung upwards.

Beauty Jing quietly looked at Liang Zhen. Why was this man so sad? If he had been sleeping, would he not be so sad?

Liang Zhen's skin was rather fair, the kind that belonged to the weak and scholarly class. It was different from the gentle and gentle type. The gentle and gentle type belonged to the masculine type. The two could not be compared at all, just like Wu Zetian and Lin Daiyu.