I don't know what method the ruler father used, the state of the first year of junior high school has improved a lot, but he has not been awake. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The ruler's mother has hardly seen anyone these days, Gu Jinyou wants to ask, but the ruler's father always finds a reason to prevaricate, which makes her feel more and more strange.

Gu Jin subconsciously felt that it had something to do with what the ruler mother said that day, but she didn't know anything else except for the memory of the ruler.

For the current situation, we can only wait.

Waiting for something to happen......

As soon as Chu Yi came out holding the door, he saw Gu Jin quietly holding his head in a daze, and Su Jing's face was calm.

It's just that those eyes don't know where to look, and there is no focus.

The girl's fair face was glowing, and her fingers lightly tapped the stone table without answering.

For a long time, as if feeling his gaze, the girl's gaze looked over, and then as if she had thought of something, her face immediately sank.

I don't know why, looking at her like this, he suddenly had an ominous premonition.

Gu Jin looked at the first half of the first year and sneered: "Are you awake?"

First:......

The gaze gently swept around, clean and leisurely, like a paradise.

So, his memory is not wrong, he really didn't die, he was saved.

Chu Yi looked back at Jin, his gaze calm: "Where is this?"

"Hell, do you believe it?" Gu Jin smiled evilly, looking at Chu Yizheng's stunned appearance and sneering: "If you don't get better, just stay in bed, if you die again, I don't dare to guarantee that I can pull you back from the ghost gate." ”

Chu Yi pursed his lips and stretched out his hand in front of Gu Jin: "Where's the knife?"

Gu Jin raised his eyebrows: "Threw ......"

Chu Yi slowly stepped out of the room and said stubbornly: "Give me back the knife." ”

Gu Jin turned around, turned his back to Chu Yi, and his voice was cold: "Throw it away." ”

Chu Yi withdrew his hand, slowly clenched his fist, and said in a low voice: "Give me back the knife, and I'll leave immediately." ”

"Let's go?" Gu Jin looked back and laughed mockingly: "Whose do you think your life belongs to now?"

Chu Yi didn't want to say more: "The grace of saving lives cannot be repaid, if the girl likes it, the knife ...... And it was given to the girl. ”

Anyway, the floating footsteps go forward, and it really doesn't bother.

Gu Jin scolded: "Stop, how can this knife be as important as your life, I ......"

"It makes me important!"

Gu Jin was stunned in place, looking at Chu Yi and stunned: "What?"

Chu Yi slowly lowered his eyes: "It's more important than my life, so it can completely resist the grace of saving my life." ”

Gu Jin angrily picked up the short and delicate knife in his arms and threw it at Chu Yi: "You have something wrong, right...... Swords are more important than people, did you break your brain?"

Chu Yi stretched out his hand and continued his steps, since the other party didn't want it, he didn't need to stay.

There are more important things waiting for him to do......

Gu Jin was really going crazy by the soft and hard attitude of the first year of junior high school: "Hey...... You're not healed, where are you going?"

Chu Yi didn't hear it, just walked forward weakly, and didn't know what to cling to.

Gu Jin rolled his eyes fiercely on the spot, gritted his teeth and walked towards Chu Yi.

If it weren't for seeing you as one of my long-cherished wishes, I wouldn't have bothered to care about you dying.

Gu Jin quietly followed behind Chu Yi and didn't speak, just watched him stop on the spacious riverbank, silently staring into the distance.

Gu Jin looked at the back of the first year of junior high school, and somehow suddenly thought of Fu Qingliu, and paused to shake off the thoughts in his mind.

Whoever that person really is, that world is gone.

"You just want to die like that?" Gu Jin walked in front of the first year of junior high school, his eyes also looked at the rippling river, and his tone was very calm.

Chu Yi suddenly felt that the next moment he died in front of her, she would not frown.

Gu Jin bent the corners of his mouth: "Even if you go to kill someone, you should let yourself heal your injuries." ”

Chu Yi's eyes widened for a moment, and then he lowered his eyes and didn't say a word.

It wasn't until it was getting late that the wind blowing by the river made Gu Jin shiver, and Gu Jin came back to his senses.

Looking at the first year of junior high standing like a stone, he sighed and pulled at the other party's sleeve.

Chu Yi turned his head to look at Gu Jin, only to suddenly find that the other party had not left.

Gu Jin stomped on the slightly numb feet that were standing on the ground, grabbed Chu Yi's cold hand and walked back: "I'm cold to death, if you don't want to die, go back with me." ”

Chu Yi looked at the back of Gu Jin's head, and his eyes slowly fell on the other party's slender and warm hands, his hands were very cold, so it was extremely easy to perceive how warm her hands were.

The feeling of the hand is not very delicate, she is probably used to doing housework, and he holds the sword all the year round, and the hand is not much better.

But he felt that this was the warmest time in his memory.

It was as if he was holding a handful of warm water, and slowly, the temperature would pass away in his hand.

Chu Yi shrank suddenly, wanting to withdraw from Gu Jin's hand, but found that Gu Jin turned around and glared at him fiercely.

Gu Jin held Chu Yi's hand tighter: "Be honest, I don't care about you when your hands are so cold and feverish." ”

The girl's tone of anger was also vicious, but the hands held his hand tightly.

Just like that day, she supported him, walking step by step, even if she knew that she couldn't help him, she still wouldn't leave him.

This person......

It's gentle...... Indifferent gentleness, malicious gentleness.

When Gu Jin returned to the thatched hut with the first year of junior high school, the ruler mother was sitting on the stone table, with a broom in her hand, and the posture showed that there was nothing good in the past.

Gu Jin glared at Chu Yi aggrievedly, shrinking behind Chu Yi to reduce his presence.

The ruler mother snorted coldly: "Are you willing to come back?"

Gu Jin stretched out a head from behind the first year of junior high school: "Mother, where have you been, I have been looking for you for a long time......"

The ruler raised her eyebrows and smiled: "Looking for me?"

Gu Jin's face was not red, her heart was not beating, and she continued to make it up: "Yes, you don't love me these days, I can't even see you." ”

The ruler mother glanced at the first year of junior high school: "I'm afraid that you are under the moon before the flower, and you are reluctant to come back." ”

First:......

Gu Jin: ......

Where is the flower? Where is the moon? Only the cold wind blows well.

Gu Jin smiled and pointed to the broom beside the ruler mother: "Mother, you really like to joke, I look at the ground very clean, or you ...... it."

How about taking the murder weapon away?

The ruler mother held the broom in her hand, and watched Gu Jin's face change with satisfaction: "Dead girl, I forgot my mother when I have a man." ”

Chu Yi looked at the yard that suddenly became chickens and dogs, and was silent.

So the warmth just now must have been his delusion.

Chu Yi looked at the ruler who was sitting at the door and laughed, and looked at the honest middle-aged man who turned his head to look at him, his eyes seemed to be nothing, but he was shocked.

This family is too ordinary......

Chu Yi looked at his father and beckoned to him, thought about it and walked over.

The ruler patted the position next to him, watched the first year sit down obediently, and handed the other party a bamboo flute.

Chu Yi looked at the ruler father in confusion, not understanding what he meant by giving this to him.

The ruler father smiled: "Do you know how to play the flute?"

Chu Yi just wanted to shake his head, a pair of calm eyes of the ruler father, and the ghost made the god almost nodded.

The ruler father was not surprised at all, but still laughed: "Blow a song." (To be continued.) )