Two days passed in the blink of an eye, and Song Mingxing still didn't come back.
During the past two days, Xie Wule met with the housekeeper of the Song Mansion and told him about Song Weiwei's condition, what needed attention, and some medicines needed for treatment. I wanted to tell Song Mingxing in person, but he didn't come back.
At the same time, he also discovered that the person he is now is very different from the person he was back then. No matter what he said or did, or his mood and personality, it was as if he had changed.
Specifically, I can't say much about it. I can only get some reflections from the way I talked to Song Weiwei when she was seeing a doctor.
Xie Wule thinks this should be a good change, at least he is not as indecisive as before and is much more decisive.
"The prefect of this state is really busy! I have been here for several days. Although I haven't decided where to go yet, it's time to leave."
"The food is here again? Didn't you just eat for a while?" Xie Wule was muttering to himself when he suddenly remembered the knock on the door.
"Brother Xie, it's me." Song Mingxing's voice came from outside the house.
The two of them sat at the table.
"Brother Xie, you told Butler Liu that he has already told me. I also went to see Weiwei just now. Her health is much better. Thank you very much, brother."
"No way, I am just a doctor. By the way, Brother Song, I have been disturbing your house for a while, so..." Xie Wule expressed his parting intentions. .
Song Mingxing frowned after hearing this: "There's no need to disturb me. Brother Xie, you don't have to think so much, and I haven't fulfilled my duty as a landlord, so I want you to stay a little longer."
"But......"
"What's your emergency?"
"No." Xie Wule shook his head
"Then stop it, and Weiwei's condition has just improved. What if it gets worse after you leave? Don't you say that doctors are kind? For the sake of the patient, you should stay a little longer. What if Brother Xie insists? We have to leave in a few months, and if Weiwei's condition has not worsened, it will not be too late to leave." Song Ming's words of retention were so righteous that there was no room for rejection.
Xie Wule could only accept it. And since he has nowhere to go, there is no harm in staying for a while, just so he can plan everything in the long term.
"Hahaha, that's right. Since I became the prefect, I haven't interacted with anyone like Brother Xie for a long time. I will be bored if you leave."
The most important thing is that you are afraid of being bored, and you are making fun of your sister. Xie Wule complained in his heart.
The two chatted for a long time.
"Brother Xie, let's go. I've prepared good wine and food tonight, and we two brothers will have a good chat." Song Mingxing laughed and walked in front, with Xie Wule following behind.
Xie Wule and Xie Wule had just sat down when a beautiful figure walked in.
"Weiwei? Aren't you unwilling to eat with your brother? Why are you here today?" Song Mingxing was a little surprised when he saw the person coming.
Song Weiwei saw Song Mingxing's happy look and said, "Who said I came to see you? I came to see Mr. Xie."
"Thank you so much, Master, for treating me." Song Weiwei saluted Xie Wule, sat across from him, and poured a glass of wine in honor of him.
"It's not worth mentioning, it's not worth mentioning." Xie Wule took the wine glass and drank it down in one gulp, thinking to himself, why did the quarrel between you two brothers and sisters end up involving me? This atmosphere made Xie Wule feel a little warm and smiled softly.
After three rounds of drinking, Song Mingxing's face was burning, and Xie Wule was also shaky.
"I had a great chat with my dear brother. It's so late that we met. I hate that we met so late. As a big brother, I can't bear to drink, so let's do this for today. Weiwei, send my dear brother back to the house."
"Thank you for your concern, brother. I'll trouble you, Miss Song."
Song Weiwei also drank a little wine, and now her cheeks are slightly red.
"Hey, dear brother, it's better to meet someone outside. She is my sister, and you are my dear brother. Not to mention, you cured her disease. Just call her Weiwei. Hahahaha."
The two chatted happily and became brothers after a banquet.
Xie Wule returned to the room with the support of Song Weiwei: "Miss Lao Weiwei is here."
After closing the door for Xie Wule, Song Weiwei returned along the road. I looked up at the moon tonight, it seemed a little brighter.
"Huh? It's strange, why has my drinking capacity increased so much?"
After confirming Song Weiwei's departure, Xie Wule no longer pretended to be shaky. If it had been in the past, if I hadn't said that I drank so much wine today, I would have fallen unconscious after only drinking half of it. Now I just feel a little dizzy in my head.
Seeing Song Mingxing holding a wine glass in one hand and still shaking his head, Song Weiwei walked up to him.
"elder brother."
"Huh? It's Weiwei, what's the matter? Do you want new clothes? Or jewelry? I'll buy them for you. Hahaha, good wine!"
"neither."
"What is that? Say it and I will help you realize it." Song Mingxing raised his head and took another sip of wine.
"Brother, I want you to help me ask Mr. Xie if he has a family." After Song Weiwei said this, her face turned red even more.
"Bang bang."
The wine glass in Song Mingxing's hand fell to the ground. He, who was already dazed, suddenly woke up as if he was struck by thunder. His mind kept recalling Song Weiwei's first words when he came.
"I'm here to see Mr. Xie."
"I'm here to see Mr. Xie."
"I am......."
Song Mingxing shook his head and opened his eyes again, looking at Song Weiwei in surprise: "Weiwei, are you serious?"
The next day, the three of them had breakfast.
"Brother, how about we compete in martial arts?" That night in Wuling Village, Song Mingxing was still far away, but he also witnessed Xie Wule fighting five people alone.
"Don't worry, just let go. I'm still confident in my martial arts." Seeing Xie Wule still hesitating, Song Mingxing thought it was because he was afraid of hurting himself, and added.
Xie Wule knew that there was a huge misunderstanding, but he still agreed because he also wanted to know more about himself now.
Arriving at a large open space in the courtyard, Song Weiwei stood under the corridor and looked at the two people in the middle: "Mr. Xie, just go all out. Don't look at my brother's literati appearance. He is amazing. come on."
"Thank you, Miss Weiwei."
Song Mingxing shook his head helplessly, I am your brother, why don't you cheer me up?
"Brother Xie, what aspect do you want to compete in?"
Xie Wule thought for a while: "Let's compare boxing skills. Brother, please be merciful."
"Oh? Boxing competition? I thought Brother Xian could compete with swords. Okay, let's stop there. Are you ready?" Song Mingxing was a little surprised.
Xie Wule nodded, feeling powerless in his heart. There was really nothing he could do. Who said I had only learned boxing, and only for a few months?
Hiss, so fast.
Seeing that Song Mingxing, who was still several meters away from him, suddenly appeared in front of him as soon as he finished speaking, Xie Wule took a breath and sighed in his heart.
Song Mingxing landed on his left foot and quickly punched out his right fist at the junction of Xie Wule's chest and abdomen.
"Huh? Why hasn't he made any move?" Seeing that this punch was about to hit Xie Wule solidly, Song Mingxing was confused.
"I can't escape this time. I didn't expect it to end so soon. I thought I could hold on for a while no matter how unbearable it was."
The moment the two of them had an idea, Xie Wule retreated and jumped out of Song Mingxing's attack range.
Both of them were stunned in place for a while.
"Good job, dear brother! The test just now was really an insult to you." Song Mingxing said to Xie Wule.
But this time he did not choose to close the distance like before. Instead, he took a few steps back and observed Xie Wule's movements.
what happened? He actually avoided it. Xie Wule felt very incredible. The body suddenly started to move. Also, it was obvious that the punch was so fast, but I seemed to have seen it clearly just now.
Xie Wule wanted to prove whether he could see through other people's movements, but seeing that Song Mingxing did not take the initiative to attack, he could only bite the bullet and slowly approach him.
Silk~wow!
The moment Xie Wule punched, his fist made a sound through the air. Song Mingxing frowned, stepped forward, and was less than an arm's length away from Xie Wule. His left arm hit the joints of his upper and lower arms to neutralize the attack, and immediately distanced himself again.
The punch speed was average, the power was average, and there was no trace of any structure. After receiving this punch, Song Mingxing immediately came to a conclusion in his mind and frowned. It was completely different from what he imagined. Is he trying to mess with me? I will let you fight me seriously!
If Xie Wule knew what Song Mingxing was thinking at this time, he would definitely laugh angrily. It's really unfair. Brother, it's not me who is letting you off, it's me who really only have this level!
Xie Wule continued to pursue, trying to reduce the distance between the two, but found that no matter what, Song Mingxing still maintained a distance of one foot from him, unable to advance or retreat for a while.
A second ago, his eyes were staring at Song Mingxing closely, but suddenly he disappeared. Xie Wule naturally did not dare to slack off, and immediately turned around quickly, but still found nothing.
Suddenly, his hair spread forward and flew around his eyes. The strong punching wind can already be felt in the stamina.
"Be careful..." When Song Weiwei saw her brother appearing behind Xie Wule, she exclaimed in panic and wanted to warn him, but she immediately stopped her behavior.
The most taboo thing when discussing between people is the intervention of a third party!
Xie Wule knew that this punch was enough to knock the person away, but he had no time to make any moves.
"Pa." The moment he was about to hit Xie Wule, Song Mingxing turned his fist into a palm and gently pushed him forward.
Despite this, Xie Wule still hunched over in embarrassment and took several steps forward before he stabilized himself and did not fall.
Song Weiwei under the corridor also breathed a sigh of relief, her eyes not less worried.
"Brother Xian, if you still don't show your true ability, I won't stop next time." Song Mingxing was a little angry. What does it mean to fail to show strength in a martial arts competition?
Xie Wule had just turned around, and before he had time to explain, Song Mingxing came to him again like a shadow, and in an instant, he was hit with a series of fists.
There was no other way but to retreat blindly. Xie Wule retreated as fast as he could. Contrary to the situation just now, this time there was no way to distance oneself, and Xie Wule did not dare to relax even a little bit.
His eyes couldn't keep up with Song Mingxing's fists. The countless shadows of the fists dazzled him, and the sharp wind of the fists made him hurt.
Although he tried his best to dodge, many of them still hit him, so he had to use his arms to parry. It's a credit to his fist that he couldn't place it properly, otherwise he would have been lying on the ground.
Xie Wule Xie Le saw the path of the fist clearly, closed his eyes tightly and then opened them again. White and transparent silk threads came into view. Hallucinating? Xie Wule closed his eyes tightly and opened them again. The thread did not disappear, but became clearer, and the shadow of the fist became illusory.
What's this? Xie Wule was puzzled. Xie Wule imagined countless possibilities. Looking at the illusory boxing shadow, isn't this Song Mingxing's boxing trajectory?
As soon as this idea came up, Xie Wule could no longer bypass it. He unconsciously stretched out his left hand to touch one of the threads as if he was obsessed.
