Дневник похудения Су Юаньюань

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Shen Zhili glanced at it, picked up the wooden windmill, and then picked up a thin stick, trying to put it back together, but after fiddling with it for a long time, he couldn't figure it out.

A long, slender, clean finger took the windmill from her hand, fiddled with it for a bit, and the windmill was soon spinning again. The child happily ran into the house with the repaired wooden windmill in hand.

Shen Zhili said somewhat awkwardly, "Thank you."

He looked up and met a pair of amber eyes, their gentle and affectionate light overflowing. Su Chenche said softly, "You're clearly a very gentle person, so why did you describe yourself as so bad just now?"

Shen Zhili was once again stunned by this man's nauseatingly sweet talk, and didn't even notice that Su Chenche had taken her hand in his.

A tingling sensation spread through my palm.

Looking down, Shen Zhili exclaimed in shock and anger, "Are you a dog? Why are you licking me again?"

Su Chenche raised his eyes and said innocently, "Your hand is bleeding."

Even she herself didn't realize that when she rubbed her palm against the wall, she had used too much force and unknowingly scraped her skin.

He took out a specially made wound medicine from his pocket, but before he could even open the bottle, Su Chenche had already taken it. He carefully squeezed out the medicine and applied it evenly to her palm.

From Shen Zhili's angle, one could see his head slightly lowered, soft strands of hair gently floating in front of his forehead, obscuring his handsome face, long eyelashes casting long shadows, and his expression serious and meticulous, as if he were doing something extremely important.

Shen Zhili felt a sudden stirring in her heart.

Did you really live here before?

Shen Zhili subconsciously hummed in agreement.

The next moment, she was gently pulled into someone's arms, and in her ear was Su Chenche's deep and moving voice: "Zhi Li, my heart aches for you. If only I had met you sooner."

Shen Zhili: "..."

Um... Master Qing, we haven't discussed how much silver we'd pay if we were to be carried!

Chapter Four

The sun sets in the west, and twilight descends.

When Shen Zhili left the inn, she only brought her personal maid, Dieyi.

After walking for half an hour, they stopped in front of a pavilion outside the city gate. Shen Zhili straightened his sleeves and sat down in the pavilion. Dieyi put down the wine jar she had brought and silently left.

Shen Zhili smiled and said, "Old man, it's time to get up and have a drink."

After breaking the seal on the wine jar, Shen Zhili took out two wine cups. He poured himself a drink from one cup and poured the other cup onto the ground of the pavilion.

Before long, a slight intoxication began to creep in.

Shen Zhili swallowed the last sip of wine, leaned against a pillar, let out a hiccup, and narrowed his eyes, still slightly drunk. As if remembering something, he said wistfully, "Master, that person should be back soon after receiving the news. He's been doing quite well out there all these years. I wonder what he's like now..."

She pressed her forehead: "It'll probably be even harder to fool him this time..."

In the empty pavilion, apart from the sound of the wind, only her voice echoed in the desolate silence.

No one could have imagined that the world-renowned physician Shen Tianxing would be buried in this dilapidated little pavilion after his death.

As the alcohol took effect, Shen Zhili returned to the inn and fell asleep immediately.

I was startled awake by a dream in the middle of the night. As soon as I sat up, I saw a pair of clear, bright eyes that stood out even more in the dark.

Shen Zhili was so frightened that she took a step back and hit the back of her head on the bed.

Bang.

Enduring the pain, before the other party could react, Shen Zhili pulled out a specially made short crossbow hidden under the bed, pointed it at the other party, and calmly said: "May I ask if you are here to rob me of my money and my virtue? If the money is more than five taels, don't even think about it. As for my virtue, there is a better-looking one next door named Su Chenche. Goodbye and don't come back."

A familiar, gentle voice rang out: "Zhi Li, did I scare you?"

The pale moonlight shone through the window frame onto his face, revealing it to be Su Chenche's face.

Shen Zhili rubbed the back of her head and breathed a sigh of relief, then became more wary and moved back a little, saying, "What are you doing in my room in the middle of the night?"

Separated from Shen Zhili by a distance, Su Chenche blinked and said aggrievedly, "I can't sleep."

What do I care if you can't sleep!

"Get out yourself, or should I have someone kick you out!" Shen Zhili roared. "And how did you get in? I clearly..."

Shen Zhili swallowed hard as her gaze swept over the lock that had been forcibly ripped open in front of the door.

Su Chenche wiped the sweat from Shen Zhili's forehead with his sleeve and said gently, "You had a nightmare, and I was very worried." He paused, then added, "I can only sleep when I see you sleeping peacefully."

What do you mean you can only sleep when I'm asleep?

A cold hand pressed against her forehead. Su Chenche acted as if he hadn't heard her: "You seemed really upset about your nightmare. Can you tell me what you dreamt about?" Removing her hand, Su Chenche frowned slightly. "Also, your hand is bleeding again..."

Before she could finish speaking, Shen Zhili quickly withdrew her hand.

Upon closer inspection, she noticed that her previously chafed palms were bleeding again. She said nonchalantly, "It's just that the wound is healing a little slower. It's nothing. I'll treat it myself."

etc……

Shen Zhili suddenly had a very bad feeling. She hesitated for a moment and asked, "You didn't do the same thing in Huichun Valley, sneaking into my room in the middle of the night, did you...?"

Su Chenche nodded without hesitation: "I'm worried."

For the sake of the money, I won't argue with him!

Shen Zhili suppressed her anger and patiently coaxed, "Do you know that it's wrong to trespass into a woman's boudoir like this?"

Su Chenche: "I know."

Shen Zhili was furious: "You knew that, yet you still did it!"

Su Chenche said seriously, "So I will take responsibility."

Shen Zhili: "..."

You're probably really looking forward to saying that, aren't you?

"Alright," Shen Zhili said, rubbing her forehead. "Get out of here."

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After Su Chenche walked away, Shen Zhili slowly leaned against the bed and closed her eyes.

What did you dream about?

Fragmentary thoughts gradually strung together in my mind.

The moonlight was like silk, and a cool breeze was blowing.

The clear, transparent lake surface shimmered.

In the very center of the pond, a deep purple calyx, its color icy cold, supports pale purple petals. The buds are crystal clear, shimmering with light.

The pool was bathed in the silvery moonlight, a scene of melancholy.

"Zhi Li, will you regret agreeing to my proposal?" The man's voice was arrogant yet slightly hoarse.

She raised the corners of her mouth, revealing a faint smile: "You raised me because of that day, so what do I have to regret?"

After a long silence, the man finally said, "I'm sorry, I've wronged you."

"I'm not wronged." She smiled and shook her head. "You gave me my life, and you taught me all my medical skills. You've raised me for so many years, what is it if I'm just repaying your kindness..."

The man suddenly smiled, reaching out to trace the shape of the petals in the distance, as if caressing his beloved lover. His expression was gentle, and his voice was warm: "After I die, I will entrust the Valley of Rejuvenation to you. Take good care of it for me."

"I will, until I die."

The next moment, the scene shifted to outside the Valley of Rejuvenation, where a towering boulder with three huge black characters carved on it was stained with blood.

The handsome, almost otherworldly-looking young man clutched his badly injured arm in a disheveled state. A long scar ran across his cheek, dripping with blood, on his cold and ruthless face. He licked his lips and sneered in a chilling voice, "Shen Tianxing, you wait. I will come back and destroy this Huichun Valley with my own hands."

Shen Zhili opened her eyes and sighed.

Thinking about it, it seems like many years have passed.

You old geezer, you really know how to cause me trouble...

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Shen Zhili stayed in town for three days. It was true that she taught the children, but it was all about simple medicinal knowledge.

If a child is interested in medicine, they can enter the Valley of Rejuvenation when they reach the appropriate age, where they will be systematically taught medical skills.

Surprisingly, Su Chenche actually taught martial arts here for a few days.

There are many rumors about Young Master Twelve Nights in the martial arts world, but everyone agrees that his martial arts skills are extraordinary and can be described as having reached a state of perfection.

Shen Zhili, being an outsider, naturally couldn't understand it. He only saw Su Chenche wielding a wooden stick quite skillfully, and there was no trace of the bloody mess he had been in half a month ago.

Touching the still-healing wound on her palm, Shen Zhili felt a rare pang of envy, jealousy, and resentment.

Back in Huichun Valley, Qingxing brought up the old story again.

He wore a bitter expression, looking helpless: "Valley Master Shen, please help me out. The Master really doesn't remember anything now. Not only can he not handle matters big or small, but if someone with ulterior motives manages to steal something from him, it will only cause more trouble."

Shen Zhili calmly said, "Don't worry, I think even if your master loses his memory, he'll only be good at kidnapping people."

Qingxing asked in a distressed tone, "Does Valley Master Shen really refuse to help?"

"Since we're all so familiar with each other, it's not impossible..." Shen Zhili said unhurriedly, "Leave all the silver you brought, um, those boxes that were brought on the first day."

Qingxing's judge's pen trembled slightly: "Valley Master Shen, you...you're too ruthless."

Shen Zhili smiled, spread his hands and shrugged: "Then I'm afraid I can't help you."

After struggling for a long time, Qingxing said with great distress, "...Alright."

He choked up deeply for a moment, then said, "Valley Master Shen, have I ever said that you and the Lord are a perfect match?"

Shen Zhili glared: "How could that be? He's far more shameless than me!"

An even more shameless person walked nervously toward the courtyard where Shen Zhili lived.

Pushing open the door, one sees a winding corridor and a secluded courtyard. Looking into the distance, the corridor leads to a pavilion in the water, with a clear spring flowing gently from the artificial hill, circling the pavilion. The melodious sound of the water seems endless, creating a sense of ethereal beauty.

It's a really... nice yard for her, hmm.

As someone was thinking this, he turned around and saw Shen Zhili struggling to slash at him with a nine-ringed broadsword.

Catching his breath, Shen Zhili used all her strength to slash the knife in front of him.

Immediately, Su Chenche said with concern, "Zhili, let me help you carry these heavy things."

Shen Zhili: "..."

Um, what are opera lyrics?