Chapter Seventy-Seven: Mixed Yuan Xiuzhen (Ershijiu)
After a few steps, Yu Xiaobai was stopped again, he looked at the white headband in front of him, and after a long time, he rolled his eyes and looked at the man with the big hand holding the headband.
Shiyin was a little helpless when he saw the young man's reaction, could it be that he was such a stingy person? It's just that I bought a headband, why do you look like this? He reached out and rubbed the young man's head, placing the ribbon in the hand of the already stupid young man.
Yu Xiaobai's gaze moved with the ribbon, and his heart was extremely complicated. It was the first time that he was so strongly homesick and thought about everything in the Bai family. The reason why he is so obsessed with this ribbon is only because he sees some memories that have been buried deep in his heart because of the mission.
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In fact, Yu Xiaobai, who is the little master of the Bai family, is not a child of the Bai family, he is just a baby that no one wants that Bai Ruyu, the young master of the Bai family, picked up from outside.
White as jade - people are not as good as their name, although the gentleman is square, but he has a cold heart, but he is very good to Yu Xiaobai.
As the little young master of the Bai family who eats and waits for death, Yu Xiaobai's biggest reliance is Bai Ruyu, a good brother who loves him.
Yu Xiaobai feels that he is luckier than everyone else with such a great brother as Bai Ruyu, who is only responsible for eating, drinking, playing and having fun every day, and the company's troubles are all Bai Ruyu.
When he was young, he liked to stick to Bai Ruyu, and when he grew up, he relied on Bai Ruyu very much.
Almost everyone in the upper class knows that Bai Ruyu is a younger brother, and only Bai Ruyu, a rising star, can cure the young master Bai. Only Little Master Bai can suppress Bai Ruyu's cruelty.
Yu Xiaobai heard the Bai family's parents mention that when he was just five months old, he was carried home by the five-year-old Bai Ruyu.
At that time, the white father and the white mother thought that their son had stolen the baby from somewhere, and they usually looked at their well-behaved and clever son, but they didn't expect to do such a thing, and the Bai family's parents couldn't sleep for several days. beat and beaten, but no matter how the white father and white mother asked, Bai Ruyu did not answer, and Bai Ruyu has always been a taciturn and independent person, and later the white father and white mother were used to the existence of small babies.
They even think that adopting a baby who loves to cry and babble is much more pleasant than raising a playing-like biological son Bai Ruyu.
Bai Ruyu has a scar on her left wrist, which was left by the five-year-old Yu Xiaobai in the upright and naughty stage.
At that time, the fruit knife placed in the living room was played by Yu Xiaobai in his hand, Bai Ruyu reached out to grab the knife, and the blade fell on Bai Ruyu's wrist, and the red blood stains frightened Yu Xiaobai did not dare to make a sound, but cried silently. In the next ten days, Yu Xiaobai took a detour guiltily when he saw his brother.
Later, Bai Ruyu wrapped the wound on her wrist with a ribbon and spent half an hour coaxing her younger brother back.
When she was a child, Bai Ruyu would tie a snow-white ribbon to her wrist to cover her scars, and when she grew up, she would tie it to her wrist with a pure black ribbon......
Yu Xiaobai was briefly reminiscing about the past days, and the surroundings suddenly began to boil, rushing towards the south of the city.
Listen carefully, it turned out that Miss Bai from Nancheng was throwing hydrangeas at the head of the city, everyone went to see the excitement, even if they couldn't catch the hydrangeas, it was good to see Miss Bai's fairy posture.
Hearing this, Yu Xiaobai's eyes lit up, put the ribbon into the cuffs, and pulled the man to rush towards the south of the city with Tang Diming, looking like he couldn't refuse.
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On the city gate in the south of the city, there were more than a dozen monks wearing white disciple clothes standing on the left and right, and in the middle stood a woman in pink with a veil, followed by a girl in green clothes.
The young man and the man are already outstanding in appearance, one is as warm as jade, the autumn water is clear and tactful, and the other is as cold as iron, and the bearing is extraordinary, like a lone wolf standing in the cold winter. At a glance, it attracted the attention of the young girls.
The maid's eyes lingered in the crowd, and suddenly paused, and she pointed in the direction of the man excitedly: "Miss, look! These two people are so good-looking! I don't know whose son-in-law, why haven't I seen it before! It must be Miss Mu's name! โ