Cheng Mingzhao has been a little upset lately. At the beginning of the new semester, there is a brat in the freshman class who is obsessed with Zhao Qingli and takes up Zhao Qingli's time every day by asking for advice. Although Cheng Mingzhao did not put this brat in his eyes, but there are always flies buzzing around is also quite annoying. So, Lord Earth Store decided to try, but it was a pity that he didn't have a good understanding of the power.
Cheng Mingzhao poked around to find out the time of their first anatomy class, and after the class, he went to the cafeteria and ordered a bowl of noodles and brought it to the boy, shaking it slightly, "Classmate, it's the noodles with cashew flower, large intestine, and pig's blood that you ordered.
Zhao Qingli heard the familiar voice and looked over in amusement. He only saw the boy's face turn pale and his cheeks bulge violently before he quickly covered his mouth with his hand. When he saw Zhao Qingli looking like that, he quickly held his breath and swallowed the vomit hard. However, he didn't realize that this heroic maneuver of his had inspired the surrounding students to endure it, and a sound of vomiting resounded. In the end, he couldn't hold back any more and accidentally threw up all over Cheng Mingzhao.
"Pfft ...... hahahahahahahahaha ......" Cheng Mingzhao's face turned black, while Zhao Qingli laughed on the side.
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"See you later, Mr. Zhao!" "Bye."
One day after class, Zhao Qingli pulled out her cell phone and saw a dozen missed calls, all from Cheng Mingzhao's comrades. She hastily tapped WeChat:
"Sister-in-law, Cheng is injured, we're in the hospital now. Don't worry, the doctor said it's not life-threatening."
Zhao Qingli's heart stuttered and her head buzzed as she hurriedly packed her things and rushed to the hospital.
When Zhao Qingli pushed open the door of the hospital room, she only saw Cheng Mingzhao leaning against the bed, his head wrapped in thick gauze. Captain Ge Fei and two team members stood beside the bed, looking at her hand and foot.
"Mingzhao!"
Zhao Qingli rushed to the bed in two steps, lifting the blanket with one hand and scanning Cheng Mingzhao's body up and down. The arms were fine, the chest and abdomen were fine, and the legs and feet were fine. Her gaze returned to Cheng Mingzhao's head, only to be met with a pair of puzzled eyes:
"Miss, you are?" Zhao Qingli was stunned and turned her head to look at Ge Fei, but she saw Ge Fei open his mouth to speak.
Zhao Qingli fixed her mind and looked at Cheng Mingzhao again:
"Never mind Mingzhao, it's okay if you don't remember me. Anyway, I'll make you fall in love with me again." "Puffing ......"
Suddenly, a giggle came from behind her. Zhao Qingli turned her head and saw that the two team members were covering their mouths and snickering, Ge Fei was holding his face red on the side, it was very hard. Cheng Mingzhao saw that his plan was thwarted, glared fiercely at his joyful comrades, and somewhat awkwardly cleared his throat, "Cough, uh, baby, I ......"
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"Cheng! Ming! Chao!!!" Zhao Qingli s tears fell in large chunks. She felt hurt, who could understand how she felt when she just flew all the way here on tenterhooks. She didn't like this kind of joke at all.
Zhao Qingli's sudden vulnerability caught Cheng Mingzhao off guard. He looked to Ge Fei for help, but saw his three comrades tiptoeing around and escaping from the hospital room in a very awkward manner. Cheng Mingzhao stammered and explained, "Baby, I'm joking with you ...... . I put so much effort into chasing you before, it's not like I want to be chased by you too ......"
"This joke is not funny at all. Cheng Mingzhao, don't joke about injuries and life and death in the future!"
"I promise! Baby, I was wrong ......"
Three weeks later, Cheng Mingzhao was discharged from the hospital and went home to recuperate. Zhao Qingli went to school during the day, and when she came back from work, she stayed in the kitchen and cooked food for Cheng Mingzhao in different ways every day to replenish his body. One night, Zhao Qingli sat at the table and saw Cheng Mingzhao holding a bowl and drinking pigeon soup with joy. The bowl of soup is a little hot, through the dense heat, Zhao Qingli saw Cheng Mingzhao's brain floating a thin layer of sweat beads. The kitchen hood forgot to close, buzzing, next to the TV is playing a hit drama. Zhao Qingli suddenly felt happy. This scene full of fireworks made her eyes moist. The time was long, the years were quiet. Zhao Qingli reached out her hand and wiped away the beads of sweat on Cheng Mingzhao's forehead, "Mingzhao, let's get married."
Cheng Mingzhao looked up at Zhao Qingli, the joy in his eyes was so thick that it couldn't melt. He took Zhao Qingli's hand and kissed her palm.
"Good." Cheng Mingzhao's palm was still hot with the temperature of the pigeon soup.
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"Dang...dang...dang..."
On Mount Jiuhua, the sound of the bell was thick and distant. Zhao Qingli and Cheng Mingzhao left the main hall and walked slowly through the courtyard of Gion Temple. "Mingzhao, why is your codename 'Geocache'?"
"Before hell is empty, I vow not to become a Buddha. I like this saying. I don't know why, but since I was a child, I've had a premonition that I was born with a mission to protect my family and defend my country."
"Only when all beings are accomplished will Bodhi be realized, and I vow not to become a Buddha until hell is empty. ......"
"Baby, what did you wish for?"
"May my husband's protection of this flourishing world be peaceful, and the mountains and rivers be unharmed."
Cheng Mingzhao was stunned, a moment of light laughter: "Then I wish .... As you wish."