In a small border village, a pale young man was lying on the wooden bed of a tree house, opening his eyes to look at the beams hanging with wind chimes, a little sluggish, suddenly heard footsteps from far and near, hurriedly closed his eyes, and clenched his hand under the thin quilt into a fist.

His stomach rumbled as he heard a scent, and then he opened his eyes when he heard a gurgling question.

In front of him, a girl with two braids and wheat-colored skin was looking at him, as if she didn't expect him to open her eyes, and she leaned back in fright, and then she was full of surprise.

She grinned excitedly and muttered a few words in the local language, young man, listening, it means that you are finally awake.

But what she thought to herself was that this man was as handsome as I had imagined, and his eyes were brighter and brighter than the stars in the sky, so beautiful, the most beautiful eyes she had ever seen.

Pretty......

The corners of the young man's mouth twitched slightly, and he Lu Xiangyang hated to use this word to describe himself the most.

That's right, the young man lying on the wooden bed is Lu Xiangyang, who Tang Yu and the others have been studying for five years.

He said a few words in the local language, and the girl was even more pleased, and said, "You can still speak our words." ”

Lu Xiangyang tugged at the corners of his mouth, in order to complete the task, he must also learn such a small language in a remote place before coming over, so as to ensure that nothing goes wrong.

But the task was completed, he was also injured, and he woke up in such a wooden house, I am afraid that this girl named Ah He saved him.

Sure enough, Ah He said that she found him fainting by the river, and she carried him back, and the medicine around his waist had also been changed, and her clothes had been changed by her father.

Lu Xiangyang glanced down, the clothes on his body had been changed into local colorful clothes, and his waist was wrapped in a cloth towel, so he thanked her, and it was not an exaggeration to say thank you for saving herself.

Ah He helped him up and sat down, and brought a bowl of porridge in front of him, making a gesture to feed him.

Lu Xiangyang didn't like to be close to other members of the opposite sex, so he stepped back, and when he saw that she was a little injured, he said, "I'll just come by myself." As he spoke, he took the bowl.

Although Ah He was a little disappointed, he didn't say anything and asked him what his name was.

Lu Xiangyang's hand paused, his eyes drooped slightly, and a trace of tenderness flashed in his eyes, and he said, "Tang Yang, my name is Tang Yang." ”

Outside, he never used his real name, even if it was his savior.

"Ah Yang, who is Xiao Yu?" asked Ah He, holding his chin.

Lu Xiangyang's body stiffened slightly, a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes, and his murderous eyes shot towards Ah He.

Ah He was startled, and subconsciously stood up and stepped back, his body trembling slightly.

His eyes are so terrifying, like a wolf's eyes looking at its prey.

"How do you know this name?" Lu Xiangyang asked coldly.

"You, you kept saying that name when you were unconscious. Ah He said in horror, "Is she your lover?"

Lu Xiangyang looked at her heart and found that she was not lying, and even ......

His cold expression narrowed for a moment, and he nodded and admitted: "That's right, it's my lover." ”

When Ah He heard him admit it, his eyes turned red, and he felt as if his heart had been torn apart, and he grinned at him with a forced smile, and then said a word to go and bring him medicine, turned around and walked out.

Lu Xiangyang took the porridge bowl and watched the door of the wooden house close, and listened to the footsteps in the distance, before he looked at the window expressionlessly and said coldly: "Come out." ”