Chapter 155 Making Friends Should Not Ask About the Past

After months of wandering, I was able to breathe a sigh of relief and a sense of stability after soaking in the barrel. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info In a trance, the past came to mind in front of my eyes, and when I thought of many people and many things, a stream of heat welled up in my eyes, and a burst of stinging pain.

Now that Qingming is approaching, I think I should go back to the foot of the Foggy Mountain to have a look, and I should also let the sour jujube go to his grandfather's grave.

There was another quarrel between the jujube and Yurou outside the door, and I hurriedly got out of the water and walked out of the house after dressing.

Suan Zao was arguing with Yurou in the yard, so I pulled Suan Zao into the house and asked her, "What's the matter?"

The sour lips trembled and said, "Brother Baiyu, she deceives people too much. ā€

I straightened my face and said, "What kind of temperament of the child family can't bear it?"

Sour Jujube said angrily, "I can't bear it, she said bad things about you, how can I bear it?"

My heart trembled! I couldn't encourage her to quarrel with Yurou, if I disciplined her, it would definitely break her heart again. I couldn't speak for a while, and I thought in my heart that Yurou's negative impact on sour dates is too great, and it won't be a matter if it goes on like this.

Although Yan Wei is rich and powerful, as the saying goes, there are times when you can't be relied on. Now I still have sour dates with me, and there are some things that I should plan for in advance...

Thinking about these things too much, I feel a headache. The sour jujube looked at me and suddenly screamed, and I asked her what was wrong.

She pointed at me and said with a look of horror, "Brother Baiyu, you are bleeding. ā€

I subconsciously wiped my nose with my hand, and sure enough, it was a nosebleed. He pulled the corners of his mouth and said to the sour jujube, "Isn't it just a nosebleed!

In fact, I didn't expect that the sour jujube once watched his grandfather being bitten by wolves. Blood in any form now stirs fear in her heart and reminds her of the unbearable past.

The sour jujube behaved very unnaturally, and ran out with my head in my hands, and I chased to the door and met the person sent by Yan Wei to find me.

Some wounds are destined to heal only under one's own licking. Looking at the back of the sour jujube, I didn't chase after it anymore, and followed Yan Wei's people to the study.

On the way, I was thinking about whether I should ask Yan Wei to help find Yurou's cousin's family first. I can find the best to send her relatives to reunite, and even if I can't find her, I can't let her stay with me anymore.

As soon as I stepped into the study, Yan Wei said to the white-clothed young man next to me, "Qingyan, go and show him." ā€

The Qingyan quickly came over and grabbed my wrist, then rolled my eyelids and looked. My eyes stinged again, and I hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

No one answered my question, and Qingyan suddenly asked me with a solemn face, "You have a nosebleed?"

The second monk was confused, and I said, "What happened just now?"

Still no answer, my existence seems to be completely ignored. I won't ask, just what you have to say!

Yan Wei asked Qingyan with some anxiety, "How is it?"

Qingyan said worriedly, "The insects have multiplied. ā€

Yan Wei frowned, and asked him again, "Can it be cured?"

Qingyan said, "The cure can be cured, but the method is a little dangerous." If you're not careful, you'll die. ā€

One moment insects, one moment death, what does it mean for these two people to sing and harmonize? I couldn't calm down anymore and said, "Can you two talk without avoiding me?"

With this excitement, I felt another stream of heat coming out of my nose, and I hurriedly covered it with my hands. Qing Yan said to me in a mysterious tone, "Take a closer look at the blood you bleed. ā€

I took a closer look at the blood on my palm, and in the blood water, there was clearly a very small worm wriggling.

Is this schistosomiasis or is it a miracle horse? I was dumbfounded. Qing Yan wiped the blood from my palms with a handkerchief, threw it into the brazier, and then said to Yan Wei, "You must isolate the white jade immediately, and all the items he has worn and used will be burned." ā€

Yan Wei nodded and said, "You can do it right away!" and Qing Yan retreated.

After Qingyan left, my mind was in a mess, and I didn't know what to say at all, and finally Yan Wei opened his mouth first, he said, "Since Qingyan said that there is a way to cure it, it can naturally be cured." You don't have to listen to the rest. ā€

Yan Wei's words made me feel a lot more relieved, there is nothing to ask about the disease. After thinking about the purpose of his visit, he asked him, "Can you help Yurou find her cousin's family?"

He said, "I've sent someone to look for it, but don't get your hopes up, many people in Dahu Village have already been killed." ā€

My heart sank, and then I said, "Even so, Yurou can't stay with me anymore, you better find another way out for her!"

He changed his playful tone and said, "I have no way out for her here." Since she was given to you, she is your person. If you don't want it, just send her away. ā€

He completely pushed Yurou's hot potato to me, but I wanted to send her, and she had to listen to me!

"Shouldn't you tell me where you come from?" Yan Wei's sudden question surprised me.

After being surprised, he was relieved that he must have sent someone to check my origin. Now that he can ask me directly, I should be glad I should be.

I replied to him, "I am Bai Yu, the son of the Bai family in Yamashita Village, Kiriyama. ā€

Then he said, "As far as I know, the Bai family has only one daughter named Yuqiao, who has been missing for a long time. ā€

I smiled and said, "Young Master Yan, I am Bai Yu, the son of the Bai family." You can only know about this if I tell you it myself. If you want to look, you'll never find out. If you have suspicion or suspicion of me, you can chase me or kill me. ā€

"But I don't have a close relationship with you enough to tell you secrets that no one else knows. Ask yourself, didn't you tell me your secrets? Make friends? If you can't see it, you can not make friends. If you hand it over, why do you have to ask him how he used to be?"

Yan Wei breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I'm not suspicious of you, but I can't help myself. Since you and I can't tell my secrets yet, it's okay not to tell them. But when I can tell you your secrets, you must tell me your secrets. ā€

Although Yan Wei's words were hard to distinguish between reality and fiction, I had a vague feeling that he knew far more than he imagined. I took a deep breath and said, "When you're willing to be honest with me, I'll tell you all my secrets." ā€

A rare smile appeared on his face and he said, "A gentleman's word!"

I blurted out, "Whip up!"

At this moment, I felt a warm current flowing through my heart. I made a friend, a real friend, who wouldn't ask me about my past, and who made a gentleman's agreement with me.

I wanted to cry, and there was a tingle in my eyes. I wanted to laugh, but my chest felt like it was being pressed by a boulder. It turns out that when you are very happy, you will cry, and if you are happy, you will make your heart ache.

Qingyan soon made arrangements to take me to an abandoned garden outside the city for treatment. Before leaving, before I could speak, Yan Wei said, "You can rest assured to go for treatment, I will send someone to take good care of the sour dates." ā€

I said thank you to him, because I couldn't think of anything else I could say.

On the road, through the car window, I saw the vibrant scene outside, the crowded crowd, and the faces of joy, anger and sorrow, and I felt that the dawn of life once again illuminated my life. Because I have sour dates, and I have friends like Yan Wei, I still have an uncle supporting me in my heart. I can't think of what will happen in the future, but I think it seems good now.