Ah Mo is indeed 90% sure.The patient behind the curtain must have been her Jinghua for a whole day, she stayed outside, looking at and talking with Xuanhua, looking like a person with nothing to do, but in fact, her heart was worried, if her heart could cry, this heart was probably going to cry out of breath.She didn't know why things suddenly became like this, and it wasn't Chenhua who owed one hundred and twenty-eight lives, and it wasn't Chenhua who was tied up to Zhuxiantai, and it shouldn't be Chenhua who was punished by the five thunders, why did he become her Jinghua all of a sudden, and what tricks did he do to avoid so many Shenjun's vicious eyes, and the blatant Li Daitao stiffened, so that the nine thunders hit him, and this was obviously premeditated by him, coming back from the Surabaya Pavilion, those abnormal performances began, and until the end of the public trial, Qinglan sent him to Sister Yuan for treatment, He had already arranged everything in advance, including the letter, which must have been prepared by him a long time ago, he must have placed it in a conspicuous place in the study, so that Changning could find it when he was cleaning, and then waited until he drank medicinal tea from Brother Xuanhua, and then slept until noon on the second day, and he showed it to himself just right, so the one who sent himself back that night was definitely not Jinghua.Whether it's Brother Qinglan or Brother Xuanhua pretending, but it doesn't matter anymore.Even, it doesn't matter how Jinghua was punished instead of Chenhua on the day of the public trial.The only thing she cares about now is the person behind the curtain, how is he In front of him is Nantianmen, and the soldiers guarding the door are standing straight one by one.They all knew her, and Ah Mo didn't want people to see her red eyes, so she simply found a sheltered corner and hid herself, and then squatted down and cried.Jinghua, what the hell is wrong with you, it's painful, it's very uncomfortable, let Momo help you blow and blow, help you rub it, will it be better, but why don't you want to see Momo, you don't want to see me, and you still write a letter like that, you want to send me back to the West Sea, you know that I won't leave, you heard my voice in the house today, right, you obviously miss me very much, just like I miss you very much, but why don't you want to see me, is it because I'm afraid that I won't be able to accept the way you are now, or because I quarreled with you for Chenhua that time, So you didn't dare to tell me that you were tortured on his behalf this time, because you didn't know my bottom line, right, of course you won't know, because I never told you.And I guess, I'll never tell you.I don't have a bottom line.Jinghua, I don't have a bottom line.For your sake, I can accept anything.It doesn't matter if you're blind, I'll be your eyes.It doesn't matter if you're lame, I'll push you away for the rest of my life.Even if she is like Sister Yuan back then, she is disfigured, unable to speak, and breaks her legs.As long as you're alive, I'm not afraid.I love you without any bottom line.It's okay if you hide it from me, it's okay if you're unreasonable, you have to help your brother secretly and unprincipledly, and it doesn't matter if you help Xuan Yao.I even secretly thought that even if one day you can't be with me, you can be with whatever Sydney you want.I can take 11,000,000 steps, and even if I retreat to a cliff, I will jump down without hesitation.Jinghua, as long as it's for you, I'll be fine.I'm not as squeamish as I seem, I love you, and I've already reached the point where I have no bottom line and no principles.Hehe, you must not know.You always think that I am a child, a little princess, the one who can't stand the wind and rain, can't say anything serious, and wants you to accompany, coax, and hold in my heart.But actually, I love you so much, I love you so much, I can do anything.If you don't want to see me, then don't see me.From now on, I will accompany you outside the curtain every day, waiting for you, until that day, you are willing to come out, then we will meet again, okay Jinghua, you are really the best in the world, you easily changed me, and turned me into a Mo who didn't even know him.I can't tell if it's good or bad now, but I can't go back.So, don't bother driving me back to the West Sea.When I go back, I'm not the same Ah Mo I used to be.It's forty-six days.He stayed awake a little longer than he had before, and no longer fell into an uncontrollable coma as he had in the first few days.That's good.This will help you form a regular body clock to make sure you wake up early in the morning before she arrives so you can hear her cheerful footsteps along the way.It was the most beautiful piece of music that kept him energized throughout the day.But he still couldn't support himself to sit up, he couldn't lie down completely, as long as he lay down for a while, he would be flustered and short of breath, unable to breathe, so now, he was almost half leaning for twelve hours, just like he used to do when the bare heart attack was at its worst.He was extremely dissatisfied with the speed of his recovery, although Sister Yuan kept saying that after suffering nine thunderstorms, he could still leave a small life, and he was already the first person in ancient times.But he was still not satisfied.He didn't want to lie down like this all the time, he had to breathe for a long time to even say a word, he looked like he couldn't wait to get up, but in fact, he wanted to know if he could still stand up.He asked this question many times, but Sister Yuan didn't say.If he really can't stand up, if he is always just a waste, then after a year, what will he use to marry the girl outside the door, that girl now comes every day, talking to herself outside the curtain, saying that when she was shopping for vegetables today, the kind vendor gave her an extra handful of chrysanthemum; said that he caught two finches on the way home yesterday, and after feeding them, he let them go; She also said that the weather was getting colder and colder, and that the plum blossoms were blooming very well in the place where she lived, and that when her future husband came back to see her, she would be very happy that she liked to talk, and from the beginning of her entry into the house until the evening, she chattered every day.Sometimes I talk continuously, and my voice is hoarse, but I still can't stop, just like a natural chatterbox.He was very distressed, so he asked Sister Yuan to make some cool and moisturizing tea and put it outside, and sure enough, her throat was much better later.In addition to talking, she would also bring some pen and paper, and she would always sit quietly outside and draw during the hour of his nap every day.When he woke up, Xuanhua would bring him a stack of her paintings.But at the time, he didn't look at it.He was reluctant to look at it.He must stay until he is tormented by the pain to the point of almost giving up, and only take it out, and look at it carefully, bit by bit.Her whimsical paintings with a stroke of the pen are like his pain-relieving medicine and life-sustaining golden pill.He cherished it very much, and even stipulated that he could only watch one at a time, and it was not good to have more.He thought of her so much, day and night, by listening to her voice and imagining her appearance, he survived the minutes and seconds that made life worse than death.But when Sister Yuan asked him if he wanted to see her, he always didn't want to think about it, so he shook his head and refused.Day 10.A month earlier, the Emperor had resumed his routine court meetings.At the end of the early dynasty, he always brought a thick pile of folds into the dragon chariot, and then the next day, he returned to Lingxiao Hall with the approved folds.Everything is in order.But this Emperor of Heaven has never returned to Chen'an Palace.Ah Mo never went to look for him.She didn't care who he was, she still ran to her Bodhi town every day.That's where she shines.Not in the splendid Lingxiao Palace, but in the gray-walled and black-tiled hut, behind the plain white linen curtains.Her Jinghua hadn't walked out of that room for more than two months, and she hadn't said a word.But she knew that he must be there, just a few steps away from her.She had to say so many things every day, and she knew he must have heard them.She said hoarsely, and the next day there was an extra pot of loquat eucalyptus leaf tea outside.He must have seen all the messy graffiti she painted.Because every time she finishes painting, Xuanhua will take it away, and she will prepare the pen and ink paint for her every day.She waited patiently, not rushing, not rushing.She didn't even bother to guess why he wouldn't see her, whether he was worried that he would be too badly injured to heal or something else.Since she can accept any reason, then why bother to investigate what that reason looks like Even Brother Xuanhua didn't care about her, he even deliberately avoided her, so as to make room for her to play herself alone and talk to herself.In fact, Ah Mo was originally a very open girl, and she would not be restrained because Xuanhua was there.But when he's gone, of course it's even better, it can make her perform more engaged.Yes, that's right, she has gone from grabbing what to say at the beginning, to systematically planning and carefully preparing a short program every day.She first found some books from Jinghua's study that he usually liked to read, and read a few to him every morning when the sun was right.But his books were so difficult and profound that she not only did not know the meaning, but she could not even recognize many of the words.Ah Mo announced that she would give up after reading it for a few days, she thought that such a book was really not interesting, and it was not good for her body to recover after reading it.Jinghua has been too serious since she was a child, so now that she has grown up, she lives so boring and tired.She asked Qinglan to find many dramas in the world, the kind of humorous ones, and then insisted on reading two paragraphs every day.Those mortals really have the ability, Ah Mo reads and reads, sometimes he leans forward and backwards, laughs and hurts his belly, and sheds tears.But behind the curtain, there was no sound.It's okay, Jinghua.Ah Mo thought, I still have a lot of joke books, and when I finish telling these funny stories, you will definitely laugh.If you still don't laugh, I'll let Brother Qinglan buy more until you're willing to laugh.Jinghua, I will always wait for you.t1706231537: