Ling Baolu didn't speak, just looked up at him, very nervous and puzzled.

"You've always lived on the island?" After a long time, Qi Yu found an excuse.

Ling Baolu nodded, but did not speak.

"I just moved in yesterday." Qi Yu stretched out his hand to loosen his tie a little more, and wondered a little in his heart, is he nervous now? For as long as he can remember, he doesn't know what the word nervous is, he has carried out so many tasks in the past two years, which one is not extremely dangerous, and the slightest difference can kill him, but he has never felt nervous.

Today, in the face of this woman, he actually felt nervous.

What kind of world is this? Or he should ask himself what's wrong.

"Welcome!" Ling Baolu's attitude was indifferent, and he only said this, and he was about to leave.

Qi Yu instinctively stretched out his hand and stopped in front of her, "You have been living here, can you ...... today?"

"Sorry, I have something to do, I have to go home!" Although Ling Baolu didn't know what he was going to say next, his intuition told her that he was going to be alone with her.

Although she was very excited when she saw him this morning, she really misunderstood him as Qi Yu when she called him "Brother Qi Yu".

But after such a long buffer, Ling Baolu clearly remembered that her Qi Yu was dead, and the man in front of her just looked like Qi Yu and had the same name as him.

He didn't know her, he had already told her this morning, he didn't have any impression of her.

Therefore, he can't be Qi Yu, Qi Yu has been burned to ashes, and she personally put her ashes into the urn and put them in the purpose.

Therefore, she knew this very well, and the man in front of her was not her Qi Yu.

He may look like him, also called Qi Yu, but he is not her Qi Yu.

Ling Baolu was very clear about this, so she told herself to keep her distance from him.

Her husband died, and she said that she would keep his chastity for the rest of her life, just like Aunt Mu Xue, she used her loneliness and loneliness all her life to tell everyone that she only loved her husband alone in her life.

Ling Baolu's refusal made Qi Yu very disappointed, but he had no choice, because in the face of her, he couldn't force her, so he could only watch her leave, and he could only sit down on the wooden chair next to him in frustration.

Ling Baolu turned around, only to find that Shen Xiaohua was not willing to go, Ling Baolu had to turn around, and was about to tell Shen Xiaohua that they were going home, but saw Shen Xiaohua wagging his tail at Qi Yu all the time.

The way it looks, it's just flattering, as if it sees its other owner.

"Xiaohua, you recognize the wrong person, he's not Brother Qi Yu, he just looks alike, let's go home, I'm tired." Ling Baolu bent down and moaned on Shen Xiaohua's head.

"Wangwang......" Shen Xiaohua turned her head and shouted at Ling Baolu, then looked at Qi Yu again, and continued to shout twice, "Wangwang......"

Ling Baolu has raised it for so many years, of course she knows what she wants to say to her, so she squatted down helplessly, hugged Shen Xiaohua's neck and said, "Xiaohua, he is not Brother Qi Yu, he just looks alike, just like Qi Tiancheng, they just look alike, but he is not Brother Qi Yu, do you understand?" He's dead, dead, and never coming back...... Even if I meet someone who looks like him again, it's not him, I don't trust anyone who looks like him anymore, they must be the same as Qi Tiancheng, not good people......"