"Thank you so much, big brother!" Bai Yutong burst into tears, his legs were already numb, he was unconscious, and he didn't even know what he relied on to survive.

Not long ago, he took off his shoes and looked at his swollen and purple feet, and he cried because his athlete's foot was so heavy that he even smoked his own tears.

"It's okay! What's this? It's just a small problem, don't take it to heart!" said the little brother with the bag humbly, "We're just on the way!"

"Yes, little brother, where are you going?" Bai Yutong walked beside him, still chattering, as if he had met a fellow countryman.

"Oh, I'm here to see my brother in town, haven't we seen each other for a long time......"

Bai Yutong and the little brother talked about it all the way, but Gu Yanrou was lying on Bai Yutong's back motionless, not even rolling her eyes, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

"Let's go, I'll see you in the future!" the little brother said goodbye to Bai Yutong.

Bai Yutong watched the little brother's back gradually fade away, and the smile on his face faded.

"さようなら......," he said softly.

"What did you just say?" Gu Yanrou muttered.

"Huh?" Bai Yutong was startled, he found that he hadn't noticed Gu Yanrou's existence at all along the way, "That's what it means to say goodbye." ”

"Oh. Gu Yanrou responded simply, and then closed her eyes.

Bai Yutong looked up at the plaque high above, and the plaque was gilded with the words "When the sky is photographed".

The owner of this shop...... Bai Yutong secretly admired, he didn't understand what it meant, but he just felt that the name of the store was very compelling and classy.

"Hello, may I ask who you are?" a middle-aged man in a wood-colored robe greeted him, and he looked at Bai Yutong and the girl who was slumping on her back in confusion.

"You're a doctor, aren't you?" Bai Yutong really wanted to kneel down and kowtow to him.

"Yes to me, do you need any help?" said the middle-aged doctor in an orderly manner.

"Help me take a look at her!" Bai Yutong said pleadingly.

The middle-aged doctor glanced at the gauze on Gu Yanrou's arm, and his face looked a little heavy, "Please follow me!"

Bai Yutong followed him into the inner room, and the middle-aged doctor pointed to a bed in the corner, "Put her on top." ”

"Oh good. Bai Yutong did so.

"What kind of injury did she suffer?" The middle-aged doctor slowly opened the blood-soaked gauze on Gu Yanrou's wrist, and his face turned blue and red for a while, "This, who is this gauze wrapped? It's just making matters worse!"

The middle-aged doctor and Gu Yanrou both looked at Bai Yutong with burning eyes, he lowered his head and pressed his thighs tightly, and his heart was weak in a cold sweat.

Since Jiang Luoheng asked Bai Yutong not to return to that pharmacy, he found that he still had the gauze he brought out from the Wenzhou pharmacy in his trouser pocket.

Bai Yutong was so happy that he danced with joy at that time.

After that, he carried the unconscious Gu Yanrou all the way to a quiet grove, and then took advantage of the moonlight to untie Gu Yanrou's tattered clothes, took out the gauze he had prostituted, and casually circled her two or three times, wrapping her like a mummy.

After bandaging her, he found that there was still a small piece of gauze left in his hand, so he tied Gu Yanrou with a sparse ponytail, and Bai Yutong even took the time to wash his feet, which was considered to have reduced swelling and odor.

"This, this, this!" the middle-aged doctor was stunned after untying all the gauze, "How did her hand tendons be broken!"

"Is there any salvation, doctor!" Bai Yutong looked at the doctor in front of him expectantly.

Gu Yanrou also looked at the doctor, and stars flashed in her eyes.

The middle-aged doctor hurriedly shook his head, "How can this be cured? The tendons have been broken! Unless it is a high-level priest who performs healing techniques, I am afraid that this life will be wasted...... Alas......"

Although he was mentally prepared, the doctor's words still made Bai Yutong listless, and he only felt that his heartbeat seemed to have missed a beat.

Is it so serious?," Bai Yutong thought.

"It's okay, Bai Yutong. Gu Yanrou smiled brightly, her smile was as poignant as the petals of a plum blossom.

Bai Yutong sniffed, he really wanted to rush forward and grab Gu Yanrou's collar and ask her, are you in the water in your brain? What are you comforting me? Are you okay who is hurting? Are you stupid......

But he didn't do anything, he just felt empty-handed, as if something had slipped out of his palms, like loose sand.

"I'm sorry, there's really nothing I can do...... the middle-aged doctor said ashamedly.

can't save people from fire and water, probably that's what they do...... Bai Yutong once heard Zhao Lintan brag, saying that he was a doctor, as long as you gave enough money, they could even use a scalpel to carve a HelloKitty with a dull hair on your fingernails!

But he knew that Gu Yanrou's injuries could no longer be easily healed through medicine and surgery, and he needed to find a high-ranking priest now.

Priest...... Pastor? Isn't Zhang Ruonan a pastor? Listen to Jiang Luoheng, she is still the master of the priest's temple!

Bai Yutong was suddenly overjoyed, he hurriedly pulled Gu Yanrou on the bed, arched her behind his back, and then picked her up.

Gu Yanrou hugged his neck in a panic, "What's wrong with you?"

"I have a way!" Bai Yutong said happily, "Uncle, let's go!"

After speaking, Bai Yutong stepped out of the medicine shop with his already swollen legs, leaving the middle-aged doctor alone by the bedside.

"What can you do?" Gu Yanrou asked blankly.

"Looking for Zhang, ah no, looking for Teacher Xiaolan!" Bai Yutong held back the sharp pain coming from the soles of his feet and forced a smile.

"Teacher Xiaolan, although she is a priest...... Do you mean that she also hides her true cultivation?" Gu Yanrou suddenly brightened.

Since Bai Yutong is so strong, then his wife is not much weaker.

"Well, yes, but you have to keep it a secret for me!" Bai Yutong's tone was unquestionable.

"Uh-huh. Gu Yanrou agreed very happily, and then added, "Do you need me to swear?"

Bai Yutong listened to her affirmative and serious words, and couldn't help but be a little stunned, "That's not necessary, just don't talk about it everywhere, it's not a big deal." ”

Gu Yanrou leaned her chin on his back, and the cherry mouth leaned into his ear and said sincerely, "Thank you." ”

"Haha, it's not a big deal......" Bai Yutong smiled, he suddenly had a sense of enthusiasm to stand under the national flag wearing a red scarf, which was similar to the superiority of a good student and an enthusiastic citizen.

Zhao Lintan, who was full of bright smiles, appeared in front of him, and he said: "Little brother, you have to be a good person!" Because girls don't like bad-hearted boys......

Thinking of Zhao Lintan, Bai Yutong's nose was inexplicably sour, and the next moment he opened his mouth and hummed loudly, "Hey, I want to be good-looking, I want to be good-looking, I want to be a big man who picks my feet and gives you a thumbs up, I want to eat well, I want to eat well, otherwise I don't have the strength to move bricks......"

The song is melodious and spreads into the distance without any hindrance, just like a dandelion riding the breeze, because it has no purpose, so everywhere is far away.

Earth, Chongqing.

The dark sky was covered with dark clouds, the sun hid in the clouds to keep warm, and the rain kept falling from the sky, messy and tight, like sand sinking in an hourglass.

A young man in a balance wheelchair had an indifferent expression, he was wearing a well-fitting gray tunic, his legs were buried in a dark blue blanket, his hands were holding a bunch of noble white chrysanthemums, his eyes were chaotic gray, and his face was gloomy and indifferent.

Behind the young man stood a young girl in a black tube skirt, wrapped in light makeup, wearing a black dress fluttering in the wind, her hands pressed on the push handle behind the wheelchair, her expression was solemn.

On the right side of the wheelchair youth stood a young man in a black suit and tie, holding a huge black umbrella in his hand, and the rain like cow hair hit the umbrella curtain with a banging sound, low and trivial.

"Why did you stop? Is this it?" the wheelchair young man squeezed the white chrysanthemum in his hand tightly.

"Well, his tombstone is right in front of you. The young man with the umbrella looked directly at the marble tombstone exposed to the air, and his expression was gloomy.

This is a cemetery on the outskirts of Chongqing, where hundreds of tombstones are lined up, and the ashes of the deceased are buried deep under the tombstones.

The tombstone stands like an ancient tree with roots, and under the shade of the tree are children running and jumping, they are playing a game of shuttlecock kicking, and it is like a lighthouse watching the sea, with sailing ships coming and going, ancient and simple.

The wheelchair young man choked up, and two lines ......of tears slipped from his eyes.

"I'll put it on for you!" The girl walked around the wheelchair and took the white chrysanthemum held by the wheelchair young man, and then left the umbrella and braved the rain to come to the tombstone.

The flower language of white chrysanthemum is mourning, which represents the remembrance of the flower giver, usually given to the deceased.

Embedded above the tombstone is a black-and-white photograph of a grinning boy with two playful eggplant hands, with a heartless smile on his face, next to a half-bare sexy shoulder, the rest of which is truncated by the edge of the photograph.

Further down is a column of large characters engraved in block letters, the tomb of Bai Yutong.

The girl placed the chrysanthemum on the abutment of the tombstone, and the chrysanthemum was moistened by the cold rain and looked even more delicate, and half an hour ago it had been in the greenhouse of the flower shop.

"The dark photos on the tombstone are the photos you took with him at Comic-Con last year, but in black and white. The young man holding the umbrella said lightly.

Seeing that the wheelchair youth didn't respond, he shrugged his shoulders, "He didn't leave a few photos before his death, only this one is okay, don't worry, there is no you in it." ”

"I don't mind having me. The young man in the wheelchair held up his trembling hand and stretched out his front as if he were caressing a person's face.

The young man with the umbrella looked at him silently, his expression gloomy and sad.

......

Zhang Ruonan sat in the bumpy carriage, and she was finally assigned to go back to school to ask for support, and beside her was the little Lori Bai Siqi.

"Little Sister Lan, I'm so scared......" Bai Siqi threw herself into Zhang Ruonan's arms, like a coquettish and a cry.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here!" Zhang Ruonan's motherly aura shrouded the entire carriage, "You don't need much smoke and white Yutong." ”

Bai Siqi arched into Zhang Ruonan's arms again, like a hamster drilling into a person's sleeve, "Teacher, I can't let it go...... I really feel so sorry for Yanrou, she's my best friend, woowoo...... Teacher, what should I do......"

Zhang Ruonan gently patted her shoulder, like a confinement woman coaxing the baby in her arms, "Siqi, people have to look forward, in fact, before I came to this city and found my fiancé, I was also very confused......

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