"Someone broke into my 48-hour hideout!"

Shikakure pricked up his ears and stopped the mouse button in his hand.

She nervously activates her abilities, and in the oversight, a strange man lies outside the old house, red blood soaking from his clothes.

Lu Yin slowly pushed open the door and walked out lightly. A cool breeze blew, and a strange man fell in the corner of the house.

The wind was getting stronger, the clouds in the night sky were scattering, and the white moonlight was shining down, shining a hazy halo on the man's body. Lu Yin stared at the man lying on the ground, his figure was slender, his face was young and heroic, his face was as white as a picture paper, even if his ragged clothes were stained with blood, he still had a ranger-like chic temperament.

He doesn't look like a bad guy!

Lu Yin's hair stood on top and he reached out to help, and he picked him up from the ground. For three years, no matter in the wind or rain, she reluctantly held an ancient sword as heavy as a boulder every morning. Although she still can't remember all the swordsmanship until now, at this moment, these exercises finally come in handy. She was like hugging a rabbit, easily picking up an injured person who was at least 1.85 meters tall!

Back in her room, Deer took a look at the neat bed, which she had only taken the time to put on a new silk cover yesterday. She looked at the newly bought sofa and the spotlessly clean floor, where would she put him covered in blood? The man in the crook of his arm was tightly furrowed with thick sword eyebrows, and even his lips were as white as if they were transparent. Lu Yin suddenly felt compassion and placed the man on the warm bed.

I remember when she was a child, when she first arrived at the orphanage, the children used to grab the bed, and she always slept on the floor in the corner. One night, she had a high fever, and someone picked her up from the ground and put her on a comfortable white bed. When she woke up in the middle of the night, she touched the thick quilt and smelled the fragrance of cotton, which was a warm memory that she could never forget!

Shikakure carefully untied the man's tight coat and flipped his body to the side, looking down at the wound on his back.

"Vajra Sword Sect!" Lu Yin pondered, this person was injured by the sword qi of the Vajra Sword Sect.

It seems that the injured person is an enemy of Wakura. The enemy of Hecang is the enemy of the short-haired girl, not the enemy of Luyin!

Although this short-haired girl is not the other short-haired girl, Lu Yin feels that Qi Erxiao, who came to pick up the immortal flower this time, is the same as Qi Liuhai, who chased and killed her under the waterfall that day, is a batch of models!

Lu Yin quickly took out another clean sheet from the closet, picked up the scissors and cut it into several strips, tied it around the shirt on the man's body to temporarily suppress the blood, and then hurried out the door.

The moon and stars are scarce in the sky, and the night dew quietly paves the mountain road. In the cool breeze, Lu Yin's small figure was struggling to climb in the mountains, and the white frost on the grass stained his shoes and socks. She chose a roadless shortcut, with many ravines along the way, but it could save at least half of the travel time.

In the middle of the night, Lu Yin pushed open the door of the Langfeng Terrace Courtyard and ran directly to Chun Yutan's study. Hemostatic powder, snow sipip, pine snow dew...... She took a bottle of each.

"Who!" From outside the study door, a timid voice came.

Lu Yin whispered, "Aunt Suqing, it's me!" ”

"Why did you come back in the middle of the night?"

"I can't explain it to you! I've got to get down right now! ”

"Master will go out tomorrow night, and you will still go down the mountain?"

"I'll be back tomorrow before dark, don't worry!"

"You said you were running around, I was tired from looking at you!"

"Okay, okay, I won't tell you, I have to hurry down the mountain to save people."

"Saving people? Save whom? Su Qing frowned and asked, suddenly, she noticed Lu Yin's trouser legs, "You kid, why are there cracks in your pants?" Oops, too, on the sleeves of the clothes! ”

"There's no time, I'll tell you when I get back!" Before the words fell, Lu Yin had already disappeared into the night wind in a hurry.

Back at the old house, Lu Yin applied anti-inflammatory and astringent hemostatic powder to the injured person, and then bandaged it with sterilized gauze. It was almost dawn that she relieved herself and fell asleep on the sofa chair.

In a trance, Seraph opened his eyes slightly, the surrounding light was blurred, and there was a heart-rending stinging pain on his body. His eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and he felt as if he was having a fever, just like he had when he was a child.

......

"Don't run around after school, you must wait for your mother to pick you up!" Mom gently reached out and helped him sort out the checked wool scarf.

All the children were picked up by their parents, and he was the only one left in the classroom. The teacher was impatient, but he insisted on staying and waited for his mother to pick him up.

At the entrance of the campus, the wind was cold.

He breathed hot air into his palms, and the number of pedestrians passing by became fewer and fewer, and it began to snow.

From the smallest, powdery fine snow, to goose feather snow. He stood alone outside the school gate, like the first snowman in winter.

Let's find a place where you can escape the snow and go to your classmates...... In the end, he overcame all the distractions one by one, because he promised his mother not to run around after school, and he must wait for his mother to pick him up.

Await......

The longest wait of a lifetime......

Waiting for no results......

He fainted in the snow, as if hearing the laughter of snowflakes and trying to take him to another world. When he woke up, it was in the hallway of the hospital. The young body was lying on a stretcher, surrounded by the smell of disinfectant water.

He lay alone in the hallway, for I don't know how long. He felt that he was constantly feverish, and occasionally nurses passed by, and they were called angels in white, but they were disgusted to even touch him. Because he was a child who had no one to claim, lying at the end of the corridor like garbage that had to be received.

He felt a burning pain in his throat, and he wanted to say that he was thirsty, but his voice was weak. The nurses, known as the angels in white, chatted not far away, and none of the angels in white wanted to come to his side.

That night, he had a dream, and a cross light shone on him, and an angel with flames around him came to the stretcher and fed clean water into his chapped mouth. So, his hacker code name is Seraph, which means angel with flames. He doesn't like the cold, he doesn't like the snow, he doesn't like waiting for people, he likes fire and red. If there are no angels in white in this world, make yourself a Seraph!

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"Mom-" In the dimly lit old house, his voice was low and weak due to severe sword wounds, like a childhood memory.

On the sofa chair next to him, a man jumped up. He seemed to hear the door open, and after a while the man approached him and put a bag of ice on his forehead. A tear slipped from the corner of his eye, it had been a long time since there had been a tear, the last time, it was when he was a child.

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await

Lying in the corridor of the hospital waiting,

Until one day, my grandfather finally showed up and took him back to China.

On the day he fainted in the snow, his parents had an accident and his twin brother disappeared mysteriously.

Before their parents' accident, they talked about a mysterious flower and an ancient oriental name, Langfengtai.

If that day, he had not stubbornly waited, maybe the parents would not have had an accident. He didn't remember how the thought came about, but he believed the idea of attacking him. From then on, he waited for no more.

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"Thirsty—" His voice was hoarse.

The man sleeping on the sofa chair sat up with a swish. He seemed to hear the sound of water, and after a while, a straw was shoved into his chapped mouth. He had never drunk such a good water, and it still smelled of flowers......