A light drizzle fell, but the wind did not bring any chill.
In the long corridor, a slender figure in a cheongsam, her black hair flowing in the wind, had a captivating back view, and her elegant steps carried a barely perceptible urgency.
Suddenly, she stopped in her tracks.
The maid who was leading the way looked up, her eyes understanding, and then quietly left.
Ahead, under the eaves where the rain curtain formed a screen, a tall and slender figure stood, tilting his head slightly, his gaze gentle, his thin lips curving into a smile, as beautiful as a god.
Two years have passed, and the world has changed dramatically.
Two years have passed, and the old friends remain unchanged.
Wearing a sky-blue cheongsam, as if rain had broken through the clouds, her skin appeared even whiter than snow, and her figure was graceful.
Her face was like a lotus emerging from water, her black hair flowed like a waterfall, she exuded a pure and elegant spirit, untouched by the dust of the world.
Her youthful beauty remains unchanged, and the goddess is well.
"Sister Qingyi, it's been a long time."
A soft call seemed to cross the river of time, carried by the wind and rain, falling into Lin Qingyi's ears and gently wetting her eyes.
She suddenly took a step and stopped half a step in front of Xiao Wujie.
A faint, cool fragrance wafted over, like a refreshing breeze blowing from a distant mountain peak, awakening her empty, lifeless soul.
"Want a hug?"
Xiao Wujie lowered his gaze, looking at the person in front of him whose eyes were wet with tears, and spoke gently with his thin lips pursed.
Lin Qingyi's long eyelashes, damp with moisture, trembled slightly. Her gaze remained fixed on his face, but she took a small step back.
Xiao Wujie clasped his hands together, his hands as cold as jade, and chuckled lightly: "Then... smile?"
Lin Qingyi's slender fingers clenched tightly together, her eyes shimmering like autumn water. After a long while, a beautiful smile bloomed on her face:
"Smile, you should smile."
The spring breeze in Lingnan was not cold, but when it blew on Xiao Wujie, he felt like a swaying flower, easily broken.
A gentle breeze ruffled the fabric of his smooth satin shirt, and he coughed lightly, his breath slightly ragged.
The mist in Lin Qingyi's eyes cleared instantly, and she said in a soft, urgent voice, "Go inside first, you can't be exposed to the wind."
Xiao Wujie, pale-faced, nodded and turned around. Lin Qingyi followed half a step behind him and entered the house together.
In the room, Xiao Wujie sat leaning against the headboard. Lin Qingyi carefully pulled the blanket up for him and tucked it in. She raised her hand to grab Xiao Wujie's wrist, but he nimbly dodged it.
Xiao Wujie's eyebrows twitched slightly, his expression subtle: "When I'm asleep, you can take my pulse at any time of day, 24 hours a day. You don't take advantage of that."
"Not now...."
Lin Qingyi looked surprised, paused for a moment, and then chuckled, "Then can I forcefully try to salvage this now?"
Xiao Wujie replied arrogantly, "No way."
Upon hearing this, Lin Qingyi withdrew her hand, her smile fading slightly.
Even without taking his pulse, she knew about Xiao Wujie's condition. Although she had left, she had maintained contact with Ye Jinyu and was very familiar with his health.
Upon meeting, not wanting to cause her further distress, he pretended to know nothing.
Lin Qingyi elegantly placed her hands in front of her, her gaze sweeping across the room, and asked in confusion:
"Where is Sister Chu?"
Xiao Wujie softened his tone and replied, "Something came up, and I was called away."
In the morning, she said that Xiao Qianshan had finished compiling the formula for reagent number one and wanted to discuss with her whether they could find a new breakthrough to optimize the treatment plan for Xiao Wujie.
She also told Xiao Wujie before she left that Lin Qingyi would arrive in Lingnan today.
Lin Qingyi nodded slightly, then asked again, "Lu Zhufeng, hasn't he returned yet?"
She was delayed by something in the Western Regions and only just returned now. Lu Zhufeng should have returned earlier than her.
A hint of resentment suddenly appeared in Xiao Wujie's eyes, his gaze dark and gloomy, and he spoke in a cold, eerie voice:
"Still looking, I wonder where that big idiot went?"
"I'll settle the score with him once I find him."
He already knew that Lu Zhufeng and Ai Ruoman had gotten their marriage certificate, and even though he wasn't involved, he was genuinely happy for him.
As a result, this big idiot just got his marriage certificate, then abandoned Ai Ruoman, grabbed a sniper rifle, and wandered around the world aimlessly.
He had just woken up when he disappeared, which infuriated him so much that he wanted to beat him to death.
He spoke coldly, but how could Lin Qingyi not sense his worry? She gently comforted him:
"With his abilities, he'll be fine."
"It's probably just a temporary setback; there will definitely be news soon."
Xiao Wujie nodded slightly, looking annoyed.
Old Lu, you idiot, use your brain.
If something really happens to you, how will I face Sister Man?
Lin Qingyi chatted with him for a while and noticed that his face was pale and he looked tired from not getting enough rest, with his eyebrows slightly furrowed.
"Lie down and rest for a while. I'll brew you some medicine to warm you up and calm your nerves."
After saying that, she got up and walked outside.
Watching her slender figure hurry away, Xiao Wujie suddenly reached out and pressed his hand to his abdomen, frowning and coughing softly.
When he learned that Lin Qingyi had returned, he stood at the door waiting for her for a while, but it seemed that he had caught a dampness in his body, and he suffered from unbearable abdominal pain, erratic breathing, and an uncontrollable, muffled cough.
He slumped over the edge of the bed, coughing so hard his ears were ringing. It took him an unknown amount of time before he finally caught his breath.
But in the instant he came to his senses, he suddenly looked up, his eyes instinctively filled with wariness.
It was that look in his eyes that instantly pierced the hearts of Xiao Shuihan and Luo Yilan.
Unable to suppress the longing in her heart, even though she could tell that Xiao Wujie was somewhat resistant to them, she still couldn't help but come.
As soon as I entered, I saw him coughing uncontrollably, and my heart clenched. At the same time, I met his instinctively wary gaze.
An indescribable bitterness welled up in their hearts, causing Xiao Shuihan and Luo Yilan to feel a throbbing pain in their hearts and their eyes to redden.
Their children's first reaction to them was to be wary.
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