The others focused on Yun Xianghuan and waited for her to answer.

Yun Xianghuan's eyelashes fluttered, swept over their curious faces, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Wood carving? It's something she's loved since she was a child, and she hasn't left it idle when she grows up, because the scars on her face are so horrible that she often needs to wear a mask.

And most of the masks she wears are made of wood by herself.

Yu Yousang's answer to Yun Xianghuan was a little novel and a little lacking in interest, "Ah...... Craft again, huh? "Wood carving is just a little kid's stuff, and it doesn't really help them.

The others reacted similarly to Yu Yousang.

Except for Lu Jingchen.

He held his breath suddenly, staring at Yun Xianghuan's side face with deep eyes, one hand couldn't help but go to his chest, and touched a small irregular object that was a little awkward through his clothes.

It was a miniature wood carving shorter than his little finger, a gift from the little girl, and he had carried it with him for ten years.

As if to satisfy his selfish desires and possession, Lu Jingchen rarely reveals the small wood carvings.

Yun Xianghuan actually knows how to carve wood.

Is it a coincidence?

Yun Xianghuan......

Yu Yousanunu mouthed, "Do you have any other preferences and specialties besides handicrafts?" ”

Yun Xianghuan added firewood to the fire, and there happened to be one of them bamboo, her expression was slightly in a trance, and when her eyes fell, she cast a good-looking silhouette, and her eyes showed a little nostalgia, "Dizi." "The flute was taught to her by her mother, and Yun Xianghuan liked to play with the flute when she was a child, and played it from time to time.

There are also pan flutes made of bamboo, and harmonicas from some ages.

It's a pity that she hasn't touched the flute, flute, or piano for a long time.

Yu Yousang: "Ah! Really?! The flute Sangsang likes to play, and the music played with the flute is the most ethereal and crisp, but how can we have a flute here, it's a pity, Ke Shijue can beat the drum music and do his best......"

As soon as her words fell, Lu Jingchen, who was originally sitting, stood up suddenly, and he was very oppressive, which made the sitting person feel a little uncomfortable, so they all looked at him with doubts in their eyes.

Lu Jingchen tightened a handsome and gloomy face, his expression was indescribably cold and stiff, his lips pressed into a straight line, as if he wanted to say something, and even had a lot of words, but he didn't say anything in the end, took his mountain opening knife, and walked quickly out of the shelter to the forest in front.

The crowd was stunned.

Yun Jiaojiao didn't understand what was going on, and after she said hello, she got up and hurriedly chased after her.

……

Lu Jingchen's mind was very chaotic, and his hands were a little shaky due to his emotions.

He walked out of the shelter a few dozen meters away before he could stop.

Standing by a big tree, Lu Jingchen rubbed a thin straw stick in his hand, he became addicted to smoking, and at this time he was crazy and wanted to smoke a cigarette to relieve his emotional pressure.

He didn't understand why he could find so many little girls' coincidences on Yun Xianghuan.

He is not afraid of snakes, can weave rabbits, likes fireflies, carries bamboo baskets, knows all kinds of mushrooms and wild vegetables, can carve wood and even has a flute......

According to the estimation of time, the little girl is about this age......

"Brother Chen, what's wrong with you, I don't see that your face is very good." Yun Jiaojiao grabbed Lu Jingchen's arm and appeared beside him, raising her face, frowning, very worried.

Lu Jingchen turned his head to look at her, his eyes fell on Yun Jiaojiao's face, and he was a little sober.

Complexity spread in his heart, and there was something unspeakable in his mouth.

He actually doubted Yun Xianghuan's true identity just now, and suspected that Yun Xianghuan was a little girl when he was a child.

But how could it be?

He was really stunned.

Even if a high fever made him forget the girl's appearance, he also clearly knew that the little girl was not like Changyun Xianghuan, and his little girl did not have black scars like birthmarks and scars on her face.

It is said that there are traces of that kind on Yun Xianghuan's face since he was a child.

His girl is always clear and bright, and Yun Xianghuan is not a little girl.

Lu Jingchen looked at Yun Jiaojiao, Yun Jiaojiao's right face was covered with a square-shaped white gauze, her black hair was obediently draped over her shoulders, and her palm-sized face was pale, fragile and inexhaustible softness at the moment, which made people feel pity and protection.

He took a deep breath, threw away the straw stick in his hand and pinched his eyebrows, his hoarse and sexy voice was dull and tired, "It's nothing, I'm just a little worried about the next situation." ”

It turned out that this was the case, Yun Jiaojiao's eyebrows were affectionate, and she said without thinking: "Brother Chen, you don't have to worry too much, we will definitely get through the difficulties, and you will definitely become the ultimate winner, no matter what happens, I will support you and stand by your side." ”

Lu Jingchen was silent for a while, and suddenly said, "Do you remember what happened when we were children?" ”

Yun Jiaojiao was stunned, she raised her hand and pinned a strand of hair behind her ear, her smile was imperceptibly unnatural, "Of course I remember, I still remember very clearly that before I rescued Brother Chen, Brother Chen didn't believe me at all, and bit my hand, but it hurt." Talking about her coquettish grievances.

The bottom of my heart is gloomy and unhappy.

She was extremely irritable and recalled her childhood with Lu Jingchen, because it was when he and Yun Xianghuan were children.

She has long identified Lu Jingchen as her man, and what is going on with her own man recalling other women when they were young?!

And she also doesn't like to wear this broken jade around her neck, which is not worthy of her identity at all, and her clothes are ugly.

But there is no way, this is a token identified by the male protagonist Lu Jingchen, and it is a very important key prop.

Hearing Yun Jiaojiao mention this matter, Lu Jingchen thought of Yun Xianghuan biting his hand.

Yun Xianghuan bit very hard, and he couldn't wait to bite off the flesh in his palm, so until now there are still shallow marks on his hands.

Thinking of the bite that day, I couldn't help but think of Yun Xianghuan wearing a strange man's clothes, and there were unsightly traces on his body.

Lu Jingchen's eyebrows wrinkled into Sichuan characters, and the scar on his forehead revealed his anger. The irritability in my heart was mixed with an inexplicable fire.

Yun Xianghuan is not his little girl, Yun Xianghuan can't be a little girl.

His little girl would never be so profligate and shameless.

……

At night, Yun Xianghuan tossed and turned lonely and couldn't sleep, she bit her lip, and her expression was a little painful.

She felt the heat and pain in her right thigh as if it were being burned by fire, and at the same time, her whole body was still hot and cold, groggy.

Yun Xianghuan couldn't help but sobbed in a low voice when he was tortured.

She realized something was wrong with her, but she couldn't check on her in the dark of night when she couldn't see her fingers.

……