Survival in the fog, starting with a thatched house

Chapter 65 Authenticity

"Wow! Brother, are you here to save me? I'm so scared!" Song Yanke closed her eyes and sobbed, like a fragile porcelain doll.

"What are you doing? Let go." Just as Ji Yang was about to pry Song Yanke's hands apart, she collapsed limply on the bed.

Wen Zhuo said anxiously: "Sister Keke is confused because of the fever. She was holding Li Qian like this just now."

Wen Qian next to her nodded quickly, her face turning pale.

Ji Yang nodded and said, "Go get some warm water and a towel." After that, he took out the universal potion and dripped a few drops into Song Yanke's mouth.

Song Yanke's lips were cracked. After the medicine was dripped into her lips, she smacked her lips as if she had felt the sweet spring water.

Soon, Wen Zhuo brought warm water and a towel, and Ji Yang helped her cool down physically, but he always maintained his sense of propriety and did not touch any of her skin.

Song Yanke's fever soon subsided and she looked much better.

Ji Yang stood up and said, "Okay, let's go to bed."

Unexpectedly, Song Yanke grabbed Ji Yang's hand and said, "Brother, don't leave, stay with me."

Ji Yang was stunned for a moment, then patted Song Yanke's hand, "It's okay, go to sleep quickly."

With Ji Yang's comfort, Song Yanke fell into a deep sleep.

Ji Yang pulled his hand away and went upstairs.

Just now, Wen Zhuo took out his cowhide book from somewhere, took a photo, and sent it to a small group with the caption: Brother Ji Yang, the best man in the world.

The group leader of this group is Wen Zhuo. In addition to Song Yanke and Li Qian, the group members are the people here, Su Lan, Ji Yang, and Wang Tai.

When Li Qian wanted to stop him, it was too late. Wen Zhuo was still happily enlarging the photo and looking at it again and again, saying, wow, it was taken so well.

In the photo, Ji Yang is holding Song Yanke's hand with a serious expression, looking very worried about her. Anyone who doesn't know them would think that they are a perfect match.

"Are you stupid? Why are you posting in the group?" Li Qian patted Wen Zhuo on the head. He was really a blockhead.

"What's wrong? Am I wrong? Brother Ji Yang is a good man, otherwise how would we have the opportunity to sit here and take pictures?"

"Then what do you want Su Lan to think?" Li Qian asked.

"She must think so too. Brother Ji Yang is a good man." Wen Zhuo scratched his head, still not understanding.

"Can't you see? They are in an ambiguous period now! What if Sister Su Lan misunderstands?"

"That shouldn't be the case. Sister Su Lan doesn't look like a stingy person!" Wen Zhuo still felt that he was not wrong.

Li Qian shook her head helplessly and covered herself with the quilt, "I can't explain it to you clearly, go to sleep!"

Ji Yang returned to the third floor and Wang Tai limped out of the bathroom.

His leg was broken and was fixed with two boards. It looks like it will take a month or so to heal.

"Is the little girl feeling better? Ouch!" Wang Tai dragged his broken leg, leaned on the bed with difficulty, grimacing in pain.

Ji Yang then thought of his universal potion, which should be able to cure him if he used it.

Wang Tai suddenly stared at him with a wicked smile: "Tell me the truth, boy, have you fallen in love with someone else?"

Ji Yang: "What the hell? Who am I in love with?" At this time, Ji Yang had already taken out the universal potion and was ready to give Wang Tai a few drops.

"Then what is this?" Wang Tai enlarged the photo and held it in front of Ji Yang.

"This Wenzhuo, I must have fed him too much!" Ji Yang had a headache.

This photo shows how deeply in love he is with Song Yanke.

If it wasn't too late now, he would have thrown Wen Zhuo out.

No, I must reduce his meal tomorrow and let him starve for a meal first.

"Wow, she is indeed a little beauty. She looks so beautiful even when she is sick in bed. Oh, if I were 20 years younger, I wouldn't know who I would choose!" Wang Tai said exaggeratedly while looking at the photo.

"Brother Tai, I think you're still not feeling enough pain." Ji Yang put away the universal potion, lay down on his bed, tossing and turning.

I wonder what Su Lan will think of him when she sees this photo, and whether she will hate herself because of it.

Should he send a message now to clarify?

"Can't sleep?" Wang Tai asked slyly, "How about I give you a tip?"

Ji Yang turned to Wang Tai: "What's the trick?"

Wang Tai looked confident of victory: "The best strategy is to have no strategy."

"Tsk!" Ji Yang rolled his eyes and turned around. He knew that Wang Tai was helpless and still pretending to be profound.

"No, listen to me. See how Su Lan reacts tomorrow. You have to give her a sense of crisis. You, Ji Yang, don't have to have her. See how she reacts. You have to make her jealous, okay?" Wan Tai said slowly.

"Really?" Ji Yang turned around again.

"Hmm, when did I ever lie to you?"

"But I just like her, and I can't live without her!" Ji Yang said.

"Silly boy, you have to let her know your feelings, and also know her own feelings. Sometimes she doesn't know, so you have to force her."

"Make her jealous?"

"Correct!"

"Really?"

"Reliable!"

Ji Yang was coaxed into happiness again. He squeezed two drops of potion and said to Wang Tai: "Ah, open your mouth!"

Wang Tai didn't understand why, so he drank the potion and felt a magical power in his broken leg, and the pain disappeared instantly.

He tentatively put his feet on the ground, stepped lightly, and was able to walk.

"You're great, kid. You didn't take out the magic medicine earlier. I've been in pain for most of the day." Wang Tai took off the wooden board clamped on his leg and threw it into the trash can.

After giving Ji Yang some advice, he felt a little regretful. His method was only based on mutual affection.

Su Lan is a stubborn girl. What will happen if she takes it seriously and gives up her seat voluntarily?

Oh, forget it, don’t think about it too much. Wang Tai threw away the leather book and fell into a deep sleep.

Ji Yang flipped over dozens of pancakes on the bed and finally fell asleep.

The next day, Ji Yang was awakened by the cowhide book.

"Ji Yang, it's almost dawn, hurry up and pack up and leave." Su Lan sent a message.

"It's over, it's over. She must have seen the photo. How should I tell her?" Ji Yang's mind was full of these questions.

In a daze, Ji Yang rowed a small boat to Su Lan's shelter.

Su Lan looked normal. She had already put on her sportswear and was eating breakfast.

"You should eat something too, and then we'll leave." Su Lan pushed the breakfast to Ji Yang without any special expression on her face.

"Okay, thank you." Ji Yang sat down, ate beef noodles, and looked at Su Lan from time to time.

"Didn't you sleep well last night?" Su Lan asked.

"Oh, it's okay." Ji Yang lowered his head to eat noodles, secretly happy that Su Lan was still paying attention to him.

He really wanted to explain, but secretly, he still wanted to see Su Lan's reaction. Did she really not care at all?

Are you really not jealous?

The two finished their breakfast quickly. Su Ji Yang helped to clean up the dishes and accidentally touched Su Lan's hand.

Su Lan immediately drew back as if he had been electrocuted, his eyes became indifferent, and he said slowly:

"It's better for us to keep a certain distance."