Luo Wusheng, who was wet on the bed, closed her eyes tightly, and the water droplets that slipped from her on the edge of the bed were counting the pace of time. The man in brocade walked around the door anxiously, as if waiting for someone.

A fat woman wearing a dark pattern dress broke through the door, and almost slapped the brocade man at the door to death. The hand of the man in brocade broke out from the inside of the door, originally to save himself from the bad luck of being slapped by the door, but who knew that he used too much force.

The fat woman's face was piled up with meat, revealing a very embarrassed expression, "Yu Gongzi, you... Are you alright?"

The man in brocade glanced at the fat woman, and wanted to reprimand: Can't you be a little calmer when you are so old?

The fat woman thought that the man in brocade would definitely scold herself, but she didn't expect the man in brocade to have such a good attitude, and hurriedly agreed: "Brought, brought, I brought the smallest to the medium, and there are always differences in people's descriptions, so ......"

The man in brocade interrupted the fat woman's words with some impatience, "Okay, okay, the bath water is ready, if it's cold, you can add hot water next to it, and it's a quick solution." ”

"Okay, okay, then ......" The fat woman wanted to say something, but she saw the man in brocade floating out of the door like a gust of wind, and the door was also brought with him, and the fat woman looked at her jade son's brocade fluttering from the hole in the door, and couldn't help but start to be a again. When her mind was full of fantasies about the beautiful picture of her and Yu Gongzi, a cold voice shattered her fantasy like a hammer, "Fat girl, speed!"

That's right, the fat woman's name is Fat Ya, in fact, she thinks that she can call Xiaoya, Big Ya, and Ah Ya, but she just called a fat girl! Fat girl is fat, who called her herself still angry to raise a body of fat that can't be lost. The fat girl twisted her ass and turned to the bed. She untied the small burden she was carrying on her back and placed it on the side of the bed. Then she was ready to take off the wet clothes on Luo Wusheng's body first, her hands were a little rude and pulled the wet clothes on Luo Wusheng's body, and when only the underwear was left, the fat girl's eyes were frightened, did this girl on the bed have any disease, why is she so thin, so thin that even the bones on her arms can be clearly seen, as well as her lower abdomen, how long has she not eaten, no matter how thin ordinary people are, they are at the same level as the bones, and her lower abdomen is concave, as if someone has dug a hole alive.

The fat girl Xu felt pity for Luo Wusheng when she saw such an emaciated person, and her rude movements inadvertently became more and more gentle, and she became more and more careful, for fear that if she didn't pay attention, she would break Luo Wusheng's arms and legs.

The fat girl put the fluttering Luo Wusheng in the bathtub like carrying a mosquito, she wiped the sweat on her head, and looked at Luo Wusheng who wrapped the skeleton with human skin in the wooden bucket, she burst into tears inexplicably, and she was shocked when the tears slipped from her chin to her chest, she was busy wiping her tears, and slowly and gently wiped Luo Wusheng's body with a cloth towel, from careful to nervous, until finally Luo Wusheng finally finished bathing naked from the bathtub and returned to the bed, she breathed a long sigh of relief.

The fat girl opened the burden she brought on the side, she found the smallest one from the red clothes, quickly put on clothes for Luo Wusheng, and after packing everything, she closed the door with a hole, looked at the small body attached to the red clothes on the bed from the hole, sighed, and walked downstairs.

The man in brocade saw that the fat girl finally came down, and wanted to ask what happened to the girl, and then thought about it, he couldn't lose his concentration because of a thin girl, so he suppressed the question in his heart, and after a faint glance at the fat girl, there was no follow-up.

The fat girl looked at the indifferent Yu Gongzi, then looked at the two scarecrows at the door, and said in an extremely sour tone: "Yu Gongzi, if you only love this bloodless, flesh and emotionless straw puppet in the future, let the girl upstairs fend for herself, it is also painful to live." Anyway, he ignored the cold eyes that the man in brocade suddenly cast, and rushed out of the scholar pavilion with his own little sadness, behind her was the straw puppet Damu and Xiaomu who looked at you and I looked at you, and the hearts of the two puppets were broken: Who said that we have no feelings, our relationship is very good, okay?

The man in brocade looked at the fat girl's departing figure in a daze, what does it mean to let that girl fend for herself, and what does it mean to be alive is also painful. The man in brocade quickly went upstairs and rushed into the room where Luo Wusheng was, looking at Luo Wusheng's peaceful sleeping face, his heart settled down slightly, he wrapped her black hair that was not yet dry in a cloth towel and put it aside, and covered the quilt below her neck, and put Luo Wusheng's bony hands into the quilt, who doesn't feel distressed when she sees such a woman? No wonder the fat girl is so angry.

The man in brocade walked into a particularly hidden room in the attic on the third floor of the scholar's pavilion, the room was full of all kinds of strange things, the man in brocade walked to three strange triangular stones, grabbed the stone, shook it in his hand for a long time, and threw the stone on the stone table where it was originally placed, the magic is that the stone is erected, the man in brocade frowned, repeated four or five times, the situation is the same.

The man in brocade put down the stone, rubbed his eyebrows, and said to himself: "How can a living person not have a fate?" After thinking for a long time, he walked into the room where Luo Wusheng was again, Luo Wusheng was still sleeping peacefully, as if he hadn't slept for a long time, the man in brocade touched his chin, looked at Luo Wusheng for a long time and still didn't see anything special.

The man in brocade walked to the window, and when Luo Wusheng came to the Scholar Pavilion, the sunset was still intoxicated in a red halo, and at this moment, there was only a crescent moon left, guarding the endless night lonely, with no stars and no clouds. The man in brocade looked at such a night, and he was stunned, he always felt that everything was doomed, and he had to accept her into the Scholar Pavilion. Just because he only wanted to have a place to go when he founded the Scholar Pavilion, and he didn't want any sect or disciple to disturb his cultivation, so he moved his hands and feet in the illusion of the test, spring requires patience and memory, but also speed, summer needs observation and the accumulation of peace, and autumn and winter are incomprehensible, no matter how many people come to stop in autumn, no one has ever reached the winter level, including himself, but also the son of the most intelligent city lord in the world......

"Ah~~~~~~h

The woman's exclamation pulled the man in brocade back to reality in a daze, turned around and walked quickly to the bed, and asked with some concern: "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

Luo Wusheng looked at such a familiar face in front of him and was stunned: Why was it so coincidental?

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