"He Qifang, "Prophecy"." Xia Yitong finished reading this poem. There is a paragraph after this poem, but that paragraph is not suitable.

Lu Yinbing: "Why didn't you finish reading?"

Xia Yitong never expected that she would speak up, and she couldn't help but feel regret. According to Lu Yinbing's memory, she had so many years of acting experience than her, how could she never recite these poems.

The latter paragraph is:

You don't listen to my excited singing,

Your feet are not paused by my trembling!

Like a breeze of admiration drifting across this evening,

Disappeared, disappeared your proud footsteps!

Oh, you finally came silently as the prophecy said,

Did you leave without a word, young god?

"It's finished." Xia Yitong replied, saying very surely, "I'm finished reading."

Lu Yinbing gave a soft "um" and didn't speak any more.

Xue Yao, who hadn't said anything since entering the door, finally found a chance to speak, and asked: "I'm going to buy vegetables and cook, what do you two want to eat?"

Xia Yitong knew that Lu Yinbing would probably not be able to speak, and said, "Vegetarian, eat everything, don't pick."

Lu Yinbing raised her eyes unexpectedly and looked at Xue Yao: "Are you here to cook for me again?"

A look of disgust.

Xue Yao folded her arms, adopted the perspective of looking down at her from a distance, and tried to make her 1,500-meter aura look like 175-meter. "Do you hate cooking for you?"

Lu Yinbing said, "Don't make money anymore?"

Xue Yao said: "How can money be important to you, you won't make money anymore."

Lu Yinbing tilted his head, and after three seconds, he replied: "I want to drink soup, you can watch and buy it."

Xue Yao said: "You are reimbursed."

Lu Yinbing: "No report, hurry up."

Xue Yao smiled and took the car key and left.

After Xue Yao left, Lu Yinbing's moments of relaxation and joy disappeared like a flash in the pan. Xia Yitong couldn't understand why Lu Yinbing was willing to pay attention to Xue Yao, but not to himself?

At the same time, she couldn't help but taste it, just a little bit.

Xue Yao did not go directly to the supermarket, but went to a high-end tea restaurant nearby. After she entered the door, she refused to lead the way from the service staff. She untied the pure wool scarf around her neck and walked in with high heels.

"Sorry, I've been waiting for a long time, and I'm out a little bit late."

A middle-aged couple sitting at the table looked over. Among them, the wife came up to take the clothes from Xue Yao, and the husband opened Xue Yao’s chair. At this time, Xue Yao didn’t care about the two of them. Being polite, he said directly: "President Lu, Mrs. Lu."

They are Lu Yinbing's parents.

Liu Xinmin's eyes were still red, and he had obviously already cried on the way here. Lu Yunzhang had been a soldier and had been decisive in the market for more than 20 years. Now he looks like an ordinary father, with an anxious expression.

Xue Yao: "It's like this..."

The three people talked in the box for an hour. Xue Yao and the two elders left, went to the supermarket to buy food, went back with big bags and small bags. The sweat of the child.

Upon entering the door, the two ancestors were lying on the sofa, Xia Yitong was holding a book in her hand, and Lu Yinbing lay on her lap, listening to her reading poems.

Xue Yao approached two steps and vaguely heard what Xia Yitong was reading: "Jianjia is blue, white dew is frost, so-called Yiren, on the side of the water..."

Xue Yao suddenly felt deaf.

Lu Yinbing glanced at her: "What did you buy?"

Xia Yitong: "!!!"

She actually talked to Xue Yao for the second time, and she didn't say a word to herself after Xue Yao had been out for so long!

Xue Yao: "Corn, ribs."

Lu Yinbing was silent now. When she was silent, Xia Yitong wanted her to talk, even if it was not her.

Looking for an opportunity, Xia Yitong got into the kitchen and had an in-depth exchange of this issue with Xue Yao.

Xue Yao was quite proud of this: "Don't you see how long I have known her, how long have you known her?"

Xia Yitong looked like he was about to cry.

Xue Yao: "...Forget it, don't tease you. You have to ask the reason, I don't know, I can only guess. Is it because I have taken care of her for a while, and her state is more familiar to me, Then there may be a psychological burden on you."

"Psychological burden?"

"Probably the closer the person is, the more a feeling that she can't drag her? I can't let it go with you, so I'm psychologically repulsive." Xue Yao almost didn't fall up when she said that, she asked herself: You were blind just now. What are you happy about? Your daughter married a daughter-in-law and forgot her mother!

"Ah." Xia Yitong asked, "Is that so?"

Xue Yao gave her a miserable look and waved her hand: "I'm not a professional doctor. Go and ask the doctor. Go out and get out. You don't need you here."

Xia Yitong left suspiciously, always feeling that Xue Yao suddenly resented her.

For the corn rib soup made at night, Lu Yinbing drank a bowl of soup without eating rice. The steamed buns that Xue Yao bought from outside were steamed, and they were torn apart one by one, and mixed with the vegetables.

Half a steamed bun, half a bowl of vegetables, and a bowl of soup, I ate more than the night before. Xia Yitong noted that he would buy steamed buns for Lu Yinbing in the evening, although as a southerner in the north, he was not used to the habit of eating steamed buns for dinner other than breakfast.

Because of Lu Yinbing's illness this time, Xia Yitong discovered a lot of details that moved her. Most of her thought that Lu Yinbing was not a particularly careful person, and that she was the one who cared for others in every possible way. She was wrong, ridiculously wrong.

Maybe the person who fell in love first always boasted that they were more affectionate, but they have been together for so long, and the evening meals are all cooked according to Xia Yitong's taste. She has always eaten rice, and she has hardly seen steamed buns on the table. Also, tonight’s corn rib soup Xia Yitong tasted, it was too salty for her, but Lu Yinbing drank it without a single bite. Her taste was much heavier than Xia Yitong, and she didn’t know it until now.

Lu Yinbing is like an iceberg in the sea. Every time Xia Yitong thinks that she sees her whole picture, there will always be new facts that prove that what she sees is only a small horn at the top.

"Aren't you crying with spicy food? Is this pepper spicy?" Xue Yao picked up the green pepper on the plate in front of Xia Yitong with chopsticks, and gave it to her mouth, chewing, "It's okay."

Xia Yitong: "..."

After a pause, she said: "Indeed, it's a bit spicy." Then she took a mouthful of rice in her mouth.

Lu Yinbing glanced at her and stood up.

Xue Yao: "Have you finished eating?"

Lu Yinbing ignored her, poured a glass of water from the kitchen and placed it on Xia Yitong's left hand.

Xia Yitong was flattered and picked up the water, smiling as if she had eaten honey.

Xue Yao sighed, making sour bubbles next to her.

Xia Yitong coughed and got up and poured her a glass of water.

Xue Yao put it up in a pretentious manner, with her lips close to the rim of the cup.

Xia Yitong made a squeak: "Mother Xue, please use tea."

Xue Yao: "Puff—" Lu Yinbing who was sitting in front of her sprayed.

Lu Yinbing's movement of stretching out his chopsticks to pick up dishes freezes in midair.

Xia Yitong: "!!!"

She stared at Lu Yinbing's expression nervously, very afraid that she would get angry. Lu Yinbing blinked a drop of water on her eyelashes, then slowly stretched out her hand, approached the tissue box on the table, and drew a piece of paper slowly. I wiped my face clean.

She put down the dishes and chopsticks and returned to the sofa.

Everything was quiet, slow, she didn't get angry, and she didn't even show a trace of annoyance.

Xue Yao and Xia Yitong quietly cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks. Xue Yao went home to get her clothes. Xia Yitong sat on the sofa and looked at Lu Yinbing in a daze. Lu Yinbing sat on the ground and stared at the floor lamp in the living room. Eyeballs are sore, she will probably stare at it for a day without blinking.

As soon as she showed resistance to the outside world and indulged in her own world alone, Xia Yitong would be extremely anxious. After sitting for ten minutes, she took out her mobile phone and read the emails sent to her by the doctor in the mailbox, before she could find one. The right way to get Lu Yinbing out of her current state, Lu Yinbing moved by herself, she got up from the floor, and the whole movement lasted about five minutes before she stood up completely.

She took twenty minutes to go upstairs, her head down, listless. Xia Yitong followed, and Lu Yinbing changed into sports underwear and went to the gym at home. When changing clothes, Xia Yitong saw sweat on her back and soreness in her nose. Simple actions for ordinary people, but for her, she was tired and sweating profusely.

Xia Yitong watched her turn on the treadmill, set the speed and slope, and then started running.

Xia Yitong also opened one.

One kilometer, two kilometers, five kilometers, ten kilometers...

At ten kilometers, Xia Yitong stopped and rested for a while, Lu Yinbing stared forward stupidly, sweat running down his forehead and into his collarbone.

Xia Yitong: "Teacher Lu?"

Lu Yinbing didn't hear it.

Fifteen kilometers, twenty kilometers, twenty-five kilometers...

When he ran to pain in his calves, pain in his knees, and unable to move his legs anymore, Lu Yinbing turned off the treadmill and fell on the gym floor like a dead man with his eyes closed, listening to the violent heartbeat in his chest. The sound, the feeling of being alive has never been clearer.

The feeling of heart beating is so beautiful, everything has to be alive to realize it, live, live.

She turned her face and saw Xia Yitong, who was kneeling beside her with red eyes, showing her first clearly emotional expression since today. Her mouth was lifted up and she smiled beautifully.

Xia Yitong's tears fell immediately.

Lu Yinbing took her hand, dragged her down, held her in his arms, and kissed her sideburns.

"Did the doctor tell you how good I was before?"

"The doctor is talking about the patient's privacy, which cannot be disclosed."

"It's like this," Lu Yinbing said, "I will get better, don't worry."

Xia Yitong nodded vigorously in her arms.

Lu Yinbing smiled again and said, "It takes a lot of effort to say a word, you understand me."

Xia Yitong cried and said, "I can feel it, stop talking."

"Let me say one more thing."

"Um."

Lu Yinbing's body tightened again, his facial muscles twitched a few times, and all his strength was involved, and he said, "I love you."

She finally relaxed.

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