Chapter 740: Love Is a Second Degenerate (2)

The dark red wedding dress outlined the boy's good figure with broad shoulders, narrow waist, tall height and long legs. His long black hair was tied into a ponytail that was very youthful. He tilted his head and leaned towards the girl. The tail of his hair swayed slightly behind his waist, which made him look energetic.

The most special thing was that he was holding a horizontal sword in his hand. The blade was long and straight. In the bright and warm color, it revealed a bit of coldness.

"It's him!" The man screamed, "It's him!"

If his madness before was just pretending to avoid being sentenced to death, then now he was really crazy because of the stimulation.

"Let me go! Let me go!" The man shouted uncontrollably, "Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"

Bai Yao stood up and took two steps back.

The person standing by rushed over immediately and controlled the crazy man.

The person in charge said to Bai Yao: "Doctor Bai, thank you for your help."

Bai Yao said: "I will send the diagnosis report to you soon."

The person in charge nodded and controlled the crazy man to leave.

Bai Yao sat back in the chair, sorted out the mess on the table, picked up the fallen photo frame, held her chin with one hand, stared at her husband in the photo, and muttered: "He looks handsome."

What's scary about him?

When it was time to get off work, Bai Yao finished writing the diagnosis report. She picked up her bag and left the office, and then left the office building. Before she walked to the parking lot, she saw a figure squatting under the shadow of the tree at first sight.

He was a thin young man with a very different appearance, pale skin, delicate face, and long black hair tied into a ponytail. A

simple white T-shirt matched with loose black shorts, and a pair of white sneakers were placed on his strong and powerful legs.

At this moment, his brown eyes were staring at the ants queuing on the road. His expression was too focused, and he didn't even blink, so he looked a little dull.

The wind blew by, blowing his hair.

When the ends of his hair were almost dragging on the ground, he slowly reached out his hand to hold the ends of his hair. Then, he tilted his head again and continued to stare at the ants passing by on the ground without blinking.

He looked different, squatting here, but miraculously did not attract the attention of any passers-by, so no one could disturb him from being in a daze here.

When brisk footsteps came from behind, he finally reacted and raised his eyes, as if it was the night sky with dark clouds dispersing, and the stars were slowly lit up as she approached.

The boy's clean voice revealed the accumulated joy, "Princess!"

Bai Yao also smiled, "General!"

He stood up, stretched out his hand to catch Bai Yao who was running over, and a crisp laugh came from his throat. Bai Yao could feel the vibration of his chest, and the symbols woven were all arcs of joy.

Bai Yao raised her hand, smoothed the loose hair on his forehead with her fingertips, and asked him softly: "What do you want to eat tonight?"

"Strawberry cake."

"No, you just had strawberry cake yesterday. I told you that you are only allowed to eat cake twice a week."

The boy pursed his lips lightly and stared at her face blankly, as if he could find a way to soften her heart in this way.

But Bai Yao's heart was hard. She took his hand and walked towards the parking lot. "On the way back, let's go to the supermarket to buy some spare ribs."

He slowly uttered two words, "Pork ribs?"

"We'll have sweet and sour spare ribs tonight."

The boy's eyes slowly became brighter. "Sweet and sour spare ribs!"

Bai Yao stared at him. "General, you can't be like this. You are so happy just because of a little sweet and sour spare ribs. Where is your dignity? How can the soldiers under your command believe in you and obey your orders?"

He really restrained the joy that was revealed, tried to keep a straight face, and maintained his dignity.

This is Bai Yao's husband, Fansong.

When Bai Yao was still in college, she met a strange "patient".

He was slow in everything he did, and often sat in a daze in the sunset holding a knife. He lived in his own world, and in that world, he was a high-spirited young general.

Bai Yao tried hard to change his middle school syndrome, but later, whenever Bai Yao tried to tell him that he was not a general, Fansui would hold the knife in his arms, and after a long pause with a dull expression, mist came out of his brown eyes.

"Yaoyao, am I not a general?"

Bai Yao was silent for a while, and then said exaggeratedly: "How is it possible! You are the little general, the most powerful general!"

He pointed at the children running by on the side of the road, "They also said that I am not a general."

Bai Yao put his hands on his waist, "Do you believe them or me? Those little brats are just ordinary civilians, and I am Her Royal Highness the Princess!"

Fansong originally looked stupid and silly, and he needed to be better than others in everything he did. It took others longer to react. After a long while, his wooden face changed a little, and his tone became hurried, "Yaoyao...it's Her Royal Highness the Princess!"

Bai Yao said this without thinking at the time. Now that he called her like this, she naturally felt a little ashamed. Young people, after all, have more or less gone through the middle school period during adolescence. They feel that they are very different and can defeat the world in seconds. However, if they enter the middle school period after adolescence, that would be very embarrassing.

Fansong's reactions were always slow, but this time he got excited very quickly. He grabbed her hand, his brown eyes sparkling, "Yaoyao... my princess! I am the general of your princess!"

Bai Yao didn't understand why he was so excited. She just thought that his excited shouting was a joke to others. But when she met his shining eyes, other voices popped up in her mind.

Who cares if it's embarrassing or not!

She just wanted to go crazy with him!

So, Bai Yao, who was regarded as an outstanding representative student in the academy at that time, openly embraced a mental patient and said with a careless smile: "Well, General, I am your princess!"

Bai Yao, a prospective doctor with a second-year syndrome who was full of confidence in curing the patient at the beginning, not only had no medical ethics and got involved with the patient, but also successfully accompanied him in going crazy.

When they got in the car, Fansui sat in the passenger seat and fastened his seat belt. He skillfully found a pack of Xiaohuanneng biscuits from the snack storage area in the car. He tore open the package and put the first biscuit to Bai Yao's mouth.

Bai Yao ate the biscuit politely.

After that, Fansui huddled back on the chair, biting a biscuit and muttering: "Pork ribs...Pork ribs...Sweet and sour pork ribs..."

Fansui had many repetitive stereotyped behaviors, so many times people would think he was a fool.

Bai Yao looked at him in the afterglow of the setting sun, but she thought he was particularly cute.

Noticing her gaze, Fansui turned around and said gently, "Princess, love me again when you get home."