an, and tomorrow at my birthday banquet, I'm going to get engaged to him.""So now you want me to wear lingerie and go hug Jiang Qi Feng Isn't that a bit ridiculous Let's keep things fun, but please d...Wang Ling and Chen Yi supported Feng Mu, trying to pull him up from the ground, but Feng Mu's knee was badly injured and he couldn't stand steadily.

The pain made his handsome face pale, and beads of sweat covered his forehead.

"No way, your knee is badly injured, don't move around, let me put some medicine on it." Looking at the bloody and torn wound on his knee, Wang Ling's eyes showed pity.

"Forget it, find Master Jingbai first..." Feng Mu slightly opened his parched lips, his eyes filled with bloodshot redness, staring at the temple in front of him.

"Alright, Mr. Feng, please stay put. I'll go get it for you." Chen Yi respectfully replied. After saying that, he scurried to the front gate of the temple.

He raised his hand and pounded heavily on the door, shouting loudly, "Open the door, I request an audience with Master Jingbai!"

After more than ten knocks on the wooden door, it was slowly pushed open.

A young monk walked out of the temple and respectfully bowed to them. "Amitabha Buddha, honorable guests, please return. Master Jingbai is currently in closed-door meditation and does not see anyone."

Upon hearing that his request had been denied, Chen Yi's face flushed with anger, and his voice grew heavier.

"We have a request for her, a matter of life and death. And in order to see Master Jing Bai, our CEO climbed over 15,000 steps up Xiangshan Mountain. Isn't that enough to show our sincerity"

"Chen Yi, don't be rude!" Feng Mu reprimanded him in a low voice.

Chen Yi finally shut his mouth, but his eyes were filled with unwillingness, his palm clenched into a fist.

Feng Mu looked at the little monk. He originally wanted to step forward, but the pain made him unable to move his legs. His knees bent and he knelt heavily on the ground.

"This time, I've only come to invite Shi Tai Jing Bai to treat my beloved. If you can save her life, I, Mo, vow to give up everything I have."

Saying that, he took down the steamed bun lucky bag the old man had given him and tied it to his waist. “Little brother, please trouble yourself to go in and report, and give this lucky bag to Master Jingbai.”

The young monk looked at Feng Mu. When his gaze fell on the wound on his knee, he nodded slightly:

"Okay, wait a moment, I'll go report to Master Jingbai."

After saying that, he took the lucky bag from Feng Mu's hand and hurried into the temple.

In less than ten minutes, the young monk returned, bringing two companions with him. They brought a wooden bed and their attitude was much more respectful.

You guys are so lucky, Master Jingbai never goes down the mountain to see patients for anyone, but strangely enough, when she saw that lucky bag, she immediately agreed.

She asked you to go in and rest for a while first. This gentleman's knee is severely injured and needs some medicine, otherwise his tendons could be severed. Then Shifu Jingbai will chat with you about the specific details!

“Alright, thank you.” Feng Mu’s eyes flashed a hint of surprise. So who was that old man he had encountered halfway up the mountain

Why was he able to move Master Jingbai with just a random relic

The little monk found them a separate room. Wang Ling was in charge of treating his injuries. Feng Mu's knee was severely injured, and as soon as the medicine was applied, he trembled all over with pain, breaking out in a cold sweat.

He closed his eyes tightly, but remained silent, Menglan's face appearing in his mind.

He thought, would Meilan have felt this much pain when she was beaten Maybe even several times worse than this. So... what right did he have to cry out

……

Time was of the essence, Menglan was still waiting for emergency treatment. Chen Yi was responsible for giving Jingbai Master a brief explanation of Menglan's condition, and Jingbai Master went to the pharmacy to select some precious ingredients. He then followed up the mountain with a bamboo basket on his back.

Because of the pain and physical exhaustion, Feng Mu fainted as soon as he got in the car.

On the eve of his coma, his mind drifted back to his student days.

Autumn colors spread like waves. In the schoolyard, that old locust tree in the back had grown increasingly yellow under the onslaught of wind, frost, snow, and rain. Many couples from the school would steal moments together here when they had free time.

This is also Mu Feng's daily commute to school. Every time he sees those lovey-dovey couples, he thinks they are a waste of time!

Unfortunately, Menglan was standing under the old locust tree waiting for her. She wore a white shirt with a checkered skirt and a red and white scarf around her neck.

She was looking down at her feet, mumbling to herself, "Damn it, the scarf is too thick, I'm going to die of heat. Why isn't Feng Mu here yet~".

Feng Mu looked at her, his brows furrowed, unable to understand whether her outfit was cold or not. It was autumn, and everyone had put on long pants, but she was still wearing a short skirt. To say she wasn't cold, she was even wearing a scarf.

He didn't realize at all that he was secretly caring about her.

"Feng Mu!" Meng Lan spotted him, her eyes filled with surprise as she smiled and waved at him.

Behind the girl, leaves were dancing in the wind, fluttering onto her skirt. Her delicate and charming face was breathtakingly beautiful!

Feng Mu was stunned for a moment, but soon recovered his composure. His tone was somewhat irritable, "Liu Xinru, didn't I warn you not to follow me around all the time when there's nothing going on"

Menglan nodded blankly, watching his back as he walked towards the teaching building. Then she came to her senses and hurried to catch up with him.

"Oh, Feng Mu, don't be so aloof, give someone a chance to pursue you. Besides, I came to you this time because I have something for you~"

Saying that, she took out a delicate bow-tied gift box from her bag. She opened it, and inside was a scarf of the same style as the one she was wearing.

"Look, look! Isn't it pretty Now in school, it's popular to knit scarves for your favorite boys. I knitted one for you too, isn't it pretty~"

Feng Mu lowered his eyes and glanced at it subconsciously. She really didn't have the talent for handicrafts. The stitches on the scarf were crooked and uneven. He didn't hesitate to criticize, "It's ugly."

Menglan Mian blushed and put on a heartbroken expression, "Humph, that took me several hours to make."

"I don't take it."

Feng Mu rejected her with disdain, knowing the latest trend in school was "knitting scarves". The day before, he had seen many girls coming to his classroom door to give him scarves.

He didn't buy any, but he has seen all kinds of styles. There isn't anything as ugly as the Menglan weave though.

"Fēngmù, I'm different from others, this scarf has a different meaning. Look, I sewed a red bean in the buttonhole. Do you know what red beans symbolize"

Menglan was like a yellow warbler, chattering non-stop behind him, "Red beans represent that even if we never reunite, our love will always be deep. And red beans can ward off evil too! A classmate told me that as long as your heart is sincere when you sew them, if one day you encounter danger, I will protect you from harm."

"Feng Mu, I want you to be safe and healthy your whole life!"

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