Wu Xie watched the young man silently gnawing on the steamed bun and stopped making a sound, pushed the plate of green vegetables in front of him, picked up the box of hot rice and began to eat.

The young man saw that Wu Xie ate the box of rice after dividing five by two, but he didn't have any chopsticks to pick up the vegetables, so he hurriedly put down the steamed buns, picked up the plate of dishes and held it up in front of Wu Xie.

Wu Xie glanced at him absently, raised his eyebrows and smiled evilly: "You want me to eat?" ”

The young man nodded vigorously.

Wu Xie shook his head and said, "Why don't you eat it?" ”

The young man was stunned for a moment, looked at the green vegetables that were still steaming, and carefully stared at the wounds hidden under Wu Xie's collar, and the deep wounds on his body were full of bones, and spit out two words: "You eat." ”

Wu Xie didn't take the plate, but looked directly at those clear eyes and asked, "Why don't you eat it?" ”

The young man didn't care about Wu Xie's questioning, put the plate in front of him, grabbed the steamed bun and continued to gnaw.

Wu Xie didn't bother with the question just now, stood up, looked at the green vegetables he brought back today, and looked around and his clothes, although from the environment and the surrounding furnishings and his clothes, it could be seen that he was a very poor person, but this situation was too poor.

"What have you been doing?" Wu Xie asked curiously.

The young man looked at a green vegetable that Wu Xie had placed on the table and did not move, swallowed his saliva vigorously and said, "Porter." ”

Wu Xie nodded, it was similar to the imaginary profession, but he felt funny, just looking at this immature face, looking out of his mind.

"Overwork is not good for your health." The young man looked at Wu Xiedao.

Wu Xie was stunned for a moment, smiled slightly, and slowly sat down on the wooden chair beside him.

The young man was startled, and suddenly stood up and rushed towards Wu Xie.

Just listening to the click, the wooden chair under Wu Xie that was already shaking seemed to be unable to bear the weight anymore, and collapsed in an instant. Fortunately, the young man rushed over in time, and he copied it with one hand, fixed Wu Xie in his arms, and put another wooden chair on the side under Wu Xie's buttocks with one hand.

Wu Xie was taken aback by this sudden change, and subconsciously hugged the young man's waist with both hands, and the two of them were very affectionately attached to each other, until they felt the gravity below regain stability before they breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, as long as Wu Xie stood up in an instant in this situation, he would not suffer any substantial damage, but he was injured, and such an action would damage the joints in an instant.

And at the moment when the chair collapsed, I saw him pounce on him, and at that moment, Wu Xie just out of the most primitive instinct of his body, hugged the life-saving straw that had always been able to save him from danger.

"There are no injuries!" The young man asked anxiously and loudly.

Wu Xie suddenly came to his senses and shook his head.

The young man stared at Wu Xie's face for a long time as if he was not at ease, and repeatedly confirmed that there were no blood stains soaked from the bandage, and Wu Xie's face did not become pale, so he took a long breath and said softly: "I'm scared to death." ”

Wu Xie looked at his face, which had not changed for thousands of years, and rarely made at least two or more expressions in an instant, and couldn't help but laugh out loud, and said, "Do you remember what your name is?" ”

The young man was stunned, few people asked this, usually, as a stranger who has just come into contact, the first sentence should not be to ask the other party, "Who are you?" ”

"You remember your name." The amount of information hidden in this sentence was so great that the young man did not know how to answer and shook his head.