From then on, he was no longer alone, he was no longer drunk and crazy, no longer stayed overnight in the Qinglou, and no longer even went out at will.

He spends a lot of time with Ruyu, and Ruyu cooks, washes, and rubs his back for him every time.

In the dead of night, Ruyu carefully sat up and helped him cover the bed. Sometimes he stared at him quietly, and there was a peace and peace of mind on his face that had disappeared for many years, as if here, he no longer had to sleep with a long sword at night, like a wandering child who had finally found a home to protect himself.

His sword was no longer sharp, because he had feelings.

In the past, he made a move, all to help Pei Yue break the siege. But now, he wants Pei Yue to help him from time to time.

Duel with the enemy, every sword stabbed out, he had the figure of Ruyu reflected in his heart, he remembered Ruyu admonishing: "Please take care of me for thousands of thousands!" ”。

His sword began to rust, his sword slowed down, and the enemy began to go wild.

Every morning when he woke up, the sleeping Ruyu would be tightly hugged into his arms, and the two of them were close to each other's bodies, warming each other's breathing.

When he left, Ruyu's clear eyes always had tears in his veins, muttering his name, and he began to look back, began to be reluctant, and he began to believe that he had a home.

That night, when he left home, he only said one sentence to Ruyu: "I want to finish some things, you must wait for me to come back!" ”

Ruyu was terrified in his heart, and just as he was about to speak, he had already turned around and strode away.

"Uncle Yue, he'll leave it to you, please!" Ruyu said sadly to Pei Yue.

"Don't worry, I will!" Pei Yue nodded and left.

……

When Ruyu saw him again, he was carried back by Pei Yue.

Ruyu opened the door and was about to go out to buy groceries, and saw his tired eyes.

He was lying on Pei Yue's back, his white clothes had already been stained red with blood, his face showed exhaustion, but he looked at Ruyu with a smile: "I have no grievances, and the rivers and lakes will no longer belong to me in the future!" From now on, I only belong to you and home! ”

After speaking, the long sword in his hand fell to the ground and broke into two.

Since then, the rivers and lakes have lost a ruthless swordsman.

Since then, there has been one less little beggar in the market.

Since then, there has been an extra pair of fairy couples in the world.

……

"Tuk Tuk!" A knock on the door outside the house woke up the pensive Motoji.

"Mistress!" A middle-aged man in his forties walked into the room with his head bowed.

"It's Uncle Yue! I've also been dizzy in the past two days, and I haven't thanked you for Tao'er's matter, if it weren't for you, ......" When he said this, Yuan's eyes turned red again.

"Doesn't my mistress break me when she says that? The master has explained that I must take care of the housewife and the little master, this is my duty! Pei Yue said in fear.

"Uncle Yue!"

"Mistress! You please command"

Yuan hesitated for a moment, and finally asked: "Back then, when you escorted me and Tao'er out of Chang'an, Junlang chased you out dozens of miles, called you aside, pointed at Tao'er and said a word to you and turned away. Over the years, I haven't asked! Can you tell me what Toshiro said to you that day? ”

"I don't dare to forget a word of the master's final confession! That's what he said! ”

Pei Yue paused, as if recalling the scene at that time: "If it's possible, let Tao'er go to the ordinary people's homes to be an ordinary person, you must ensure the safety of their mother and son!" ”

"That's what Toshiro really said?" Yuan's face turned pale when he heard this.

"Yes, Mistress, word for word!"

Yuan finally understood that she did not guess her husband's thoughts. Over the years, she has always thought that her husband wants her to train her son to become a man who stands up to the sky. That's what she guessed, and that's what she did. Today, she realized that she was wrong.

"Mastermother, Fan Jiulang has come to see the little master, and he is still waiting outside!" Pei Yue seemed to remember his intentions and hurriedly reported to the Yuan family.

"Hurry up and invite Jiulang in, he is Tao'er's best friend, with him, maybe Tao'er can remember the past!" The Yuan clan instructed Pei Yue.

At this moment, Du Bin opened his eyes.

A smile appeared on Yuan's face: "Tao'er, are you awake?" It just so happens that Jiurou has come to see you! ”

"A-Niang, who is Jiulang?" Du Bin asked hesitantly.

Only then did Yuan Shi remember that his son no longer remembered the past. She was not in a hurry or annoyed, and helped Du Bin to sit up and said with a pleasant face: "It's Fan Jiulang, the famous Fan Changfeng, and you are in the same private school." Jiulang was born in a merchant family, and although his family was quite wealthy, no one in the private school looked down on him. Somehow, Jiulang is the best with you! ”

Du Bin couldn't understand that people who did business and rich people in later generations had a very high status. But he clearly heard the contempt for the merchant from Yuan's tone.

Du Bin didn't know that Yuan's thoughts were the same as most people's. In ancient society, the position of the four peoples of sergeants, farmers, and industrialists was an immutable model, and merchants were always in an extremely humble position.

"Mrs. Li is well!"

Just when Du Bin was thinking, a "meat ball" rolled in from outside the door and bowed to Yuan's with a clear eye.

There is no need to ask, the "meat ball" that enters the door is naturally the Jiulang Fan Changfeng in Yuan's mouth.

Dubin squinted at Fan Changfeng, only to see his round chin, Yuanyuan's nose, two attractive ears, and the flesh on his face squeezed his eyes into a line. The body is short, the body is round, the fat is dripping with oil, the thick and short neck stalks are fat, and the little watermelon-like head seems to be attached to two arms.

Du Bin once again secretly despised his predecessor in his heart for having no vision: Is this a friend?

Fan Changfeng's name is good, but this body shape is too shabby. It's okay to be short, it's okay to be well-proportioned, hey, he's not, a big belly bulges round on his solid waist, standing like a winter melon, lying like a watermelon. Looking at his figure, Du Bin is really hard to judge his age. Since it's in a private school, I think it's about the same age as myself.

After Fan Changfeng saluted the Yuan clan, he came to Du Bin's side, stood in front of him like a wooden barrel, stretched out his fat arm, and touched Du Bin's forehead.

"Ah Tao, you haven't been to the private school for two days, I heard that the master said that you are sick, I will come to see you!" The flesh on Fan Changfeng's cheeks shook when he spoke, but his voice was like a line, thin and low.

Fan Changfeng saw Du Bin looking at him with an unfamiliar gaze, he was very puzzled, and turned his head to look at Yuan.

"Jiulang, Tao'er has a strange disease, and he can't remember what happened before! Hua Langzhong said that it will take time to heal, and you have to take care of it more! The Yuan family knew that he couldn't hide it from Fan Changfeng, and the surname Suo told him generously.

Fan Changfeng listened to Yuan's words, a trace of worry flashed across his face, and he immediately replaced it with perseverance: "Mrs. Li, don't worry, Ah Tao helped me before, and now that he is in trouble, I will do my best to help him!" ”

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