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So he rushed forward without thinking about it, and that person dared to talk to Xiaohua like this, so naturally he didn't have to keep him.

This time, Xiaohua stayed obediently in his arms again.

Well behaved like a cat.

It's just that her internal strength is ......

It seems that she has also experienced a lot during this time.

Probably because she didn't want him to hear her voice, maybe she thought that he hadn't recovered his memory yet, unlike to arouse his sadness, so she sat face to face, and she didn't say a word.

At that time, he really wanted to laugh, he knew it was her, and she knew it was him, but she didn't know if he remembered her, so she stubbornly insisted.

But he knew everything.

This feeling of watching her act is really never before!

If she knew in the future, would she jump in anger!

He was still secretly happy in his heart, she must have been angry and wanted to kill people at that time.

However, he didn't know that he would never see her jump to her feet.

After she slipped out of his nose in the open.

No wonder she had already written the prescription, now she is no longer the little flower who hides behind him and never says no to him, she is Hua Xiaoxi, the queen of Dakang, the princess of Chilu Country, she is the young valley master of Baihua Valley, she is ......

She was not his lover.

Zhuhua felt that since Ruhua left, her master had been a little absent-minded.

On the way to Luozhou, because of her master's distraction, she was slow for a long time.

Fortunately, the medicine given by Ruhua had an effect, so she was not in a hurry.

And his master, as if he knew that Ruhua would treat her, didn't ask her how she was doing, as if he didn't care.

Forget it, her master is always so cold.

When she finally arrived in Los Angeles, the scar on her arm had healed a lot.

Now that she has arrived in Luozhou, she and Master have nothing else to do, so she will stay in Luozhou for a few more days.

Although the martial arts conference was missed, this Luozhou is also quite fun, and the disturbing occasion of the martial arts conference is probably not in line with her master's style.

Then don't go.

On this day, she bought a lot of knick-knacks from outside and returned to the inn, and saw that her master did not sit in the hall and drink tea, but hid in the room alone.

Zhuhua bought a lot of fun things, thinking that her master has always been lacking in energy lately, so it is better to use these things to coax him.

So, Zhuhua picked a few fun ones and sent them to her master's room.

knocked on the door for a long time, but no one answered, it turned out that her master was out!

Zhuhua looked at the so many things in her hand, Zhuhua thought that it would not be good to take it back, so she simply pushed the door in and put it down for him, anyway, he was not there, and the master had no secrets, and it was not the first time she had entered the master's room.

So, Ruhua pushed the door and went in.

The master was really not there, the room was empty, and Zhuhua put the things in his hand on the table.

Hey, there's a piece of paper on the table.

Zhuhua's heart tightened, wouldn't it be that the master left a letter and abandoned her and left!

She picked up the piece of paper and looked at it a little nervously, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, it was not a letter to her.

It's a poem.

If life is only as it was at the beginning, what is the autumn wind and sad fan.

The thin and arrogant words are indeed his master's style.

If life is only as it was first......

If only that were the case.

Many years later, this piece of paper with this poem was sent to Hua Xiaoxi by mistake.

Hua Xiaoxi looked at the piece of paper and didn't speak for a long time.

When Xiuhe came over, Hua Xiaoxi had already fallen asleep on the table.

I still have the same piece of paper at hand, but there is half a sentence underneath.

The delicate font that the flower tide has just been practiced.

Life is as hard as it first sees.

Our encounter is nothing but a fulfillment for the previous generation.

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