C520 Old

Lan Mei’er smiled charmingly, and then, he wrapped his arms around Xiao Yi's neck.

After Lan Mei’er felt Xiao Yi's scorching gaze, his body trembled.He grabbed onto Xiao Yi's large hand with one hand and sighed in relief, "My name is Lan Mei’er, the extremely charming Lan Mei’er. She was extremely charming, and his actions could not be compared to others. He was weak and light, so he could not be fully prepared. Since I am Lan Mei’er who has a myriad of beauties, then can you listen to me this time? "

Xiao Yi looked at Lan Mei’er who had spring water in his eyes and a pink cheeks and red hair. Finally, he could not resist giving a soft "hmm" and nodded.

With this, Lan Mei’er curled into Xiao Yi's embrace and muttered to himself. Whose family is young and unruly, concubine proposes to marry and spend the rest of her life. Even if I am ruthlessly abandoned, I cannot be embarrassed. "

The voice was very, very small, so small that it seemed to be swallowed by Lan Mei’er. Adding on the fact that Xiao Yi was lost, he did not hear Lan Mei’er's words.

These words were like a promise of love, coming out one word at a time in such a city. Like gold, like fireworks.

The dumb-ass Xiao Yi was immediately captivated by his next sentence, "Hug me."

These four simple words were like a clap of thunder that struck Xiao Yi's mind.

Xiao Yi immediately embraced the alluring body in his arms and used all the strength in her body.

… ….

On this night in the capital, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled.

On the night of their departure, there was a storm. The rain in the sky poured down.

The torrential rain began to subside, and the entire capital was washed away by the rain. It seemed much brighter. After Xiao Yi woke up, he blinked his eyes hard. Then, he looked to his side, but Lan Mei’er was no longer there. After taking in a deep breath of the remaining fragrance in the room, he recalled the crazed scene of Lan Mei’er last night.

In that instant, Xiao Yi missed that female assassin, the woman who dared to love and hate, Lan Mei’er.

It was just that sometimes, when people crossed paths with each other once in a while. All that was left was nostalgia.

It only takes a second to remember a person, but it takes a lifetime to forget a person.

In just a few days, Xiao Yi remembered this woman, Lan Mei’er. Regarding whether or not they would meet again, Xiao Yi had no way of knowing. He stretched, then yawned. After washing his face and rinsing his mouth, he looked through the French window at the sun in the capital outside the hotel. He smiled with narrowed eyes. He believed that there would be a different scene in the rain-washed sky. We shall meet again in the capital. "

Saying that, Xiao Yi organized his luggage. Go to the airport to pick up your ticket and then board the plane. He flew across the sky and landed in the river.

On the second day they arrived at the sea, Xiao Yi went to see his big brother Zhang Weimin. I heard that big brother Zhang Weimin hasn't been feeling well lately. Thus, he ran over early in the morning to take a look.

It was just that this Zhang Weimin was old and weak, coupled with the excessive exhaustion he had when he was young. After all, it was because of his body's function that had regressed. In addition, it was a hot day in the river and sea during the summer. Old Secretary could not stand the heat and stayed in the air-conditioned room. As a result, his condition gradually worsened.

Xiao Yi checked Zhang Weimin's pulse, and his face darkened slightly: "Big brother, is there any big problems? However, at this age, he had to take good care of his own body. Drink less wine and stay out of the night. If this goes on, your body will eventually collapse. In normal times, drink some Chinese medicine to warm up. If this continues, the situation will not be optimistic. "

Only, Zhang Weimin smiled lightly: "If you want me to stop drinking, then you might as well want to kill me. After so many years, Wine was still the most loyal of brothers. Therefore, it was impossible to drink less. Not to mention staying up late. So many years had passed. I had developed a good habit of staying up late, and at night I felt a little more awake. Often wake up in the middle of the night and look at your words. And then, I would exclaim that there was a time when I was as vigorous and high-spirited as you. It's just that I'm getting old! "

There was bitterness and helplessness mixed within his words. Recently, Zhang Weimin had already felt that his body was not well. When he was young, he was in charge. When he was old, his heart was in control of the world. After retiring and going into seclusion, when her daughter, Zhang Yuan Yuan, was not at home, she would often think of her younger daughter. Plus, his lifestyle wasn't very good, which finally caused him to feel unwell in this hot summer.

"Big Brother, this body is more important. If you don't drink, don't stay up late. Take some herbs to warm up, and then I'll come and see you every day. I'm sure you'll be all right. " Xiao Yi clenched his fists and said a white lie.

"Get better?" Zhang Weimin sat up from the bed and self-deprecatingly laughed, "No matter how good a genius doctor is, it is impossible to make a person immortal. My body was like a machine, slowly corroding and wearing away. "Tell me, how much more lubricating oil can it spin as fast as it used to?"

Although Zhang Weimin was old and weak, his mind was still quite clear. He was especially aware of his own physical condition. Thus, he instantly saw through Xiao Yi's lies.

"But …" Under the bright eyes of his big brother Zhang Weimin, Xiao Yi finally shook her head and said somewhat unhappily, "If I just let things go as they please, it definitely won't work. There is always a way to solve everything. "

However, Zhang Weimin shook his head, and looked straight into Xiao Yi's eyes: "Illness comes as a landslide, I know this principle. My body has aged and my functions have faded. You don't have to worry about how long you can last. It was impossible to stop drinking at night. "However, if you write down the nourishing formula, I will drink it."

Pausing, Zhang Weimin seemed to slightly lament: "Last year, we met for the first time. You opened a middle medicinal prescription for me and created a bond with us brothers. At the same time, it cured my old illness. I thought that I would once again stand up and turn into a ferocious lion. Only, he fell down the stairs the night before yesterday. I realized that I was old, old. How could I have fallen down the stairs when I was young? "How could it be possible? If I were to fall down, I would be unable to recover."