For some reason, the people on the street avoided Zhang Yue's face as if they were frightened, causing the circle around Zhang Yue and the boy in brocade to be empty, which was very conspicuous in this lively street. The boy in brocade seemed to realize something, glanced back at Zhang Yue, and the corners of his mouth seemed to twitch slightly: "Can't you wipe the blood on your face?" After speaking, he quickened his pace and squeezed towards the crowd, as if he wanted to get rid of Zhang Yue and leave alone.

You want to get rid of me?

Zhang Yue was in a hurry, and he didn't care about looking for a mirror to see what he looked like now, so he wiped his face with his sleeves indiscriminately, and chased after him with his feet: "You wait for me!" Zhang Yue was shocked by his immature voice, and his steps couldn't help but pause slightly.

The crowd was very cooperative with her face, and made a way for her to come out.

But just after a while, the boy in brocade has disappeared.

Zhang Yue stopped and looked around blankly, not knowing where to go for a while. The inexplicable glances of the people around her from time to time also made her very uncomfortable.

She only now truly feels that she is an outsider to this world after all. And this world is completely foreign to her. Standing alone on the streets of another world, the crowds of people coming and going have nothing to do with her, the warm and cheerful atmosphere has nothing to do with her, and even the young body she occupies at this time does not belong to her originally......

The belated loneliness came like a tidal wave and engulfed her fiercely...... Zhang Yue wanted to squat down and hug herself, but after enduring it and enduring it, she decided to find a safe and secluded corner before secretly feeling sad.

Zhang Yue ran away along the path that the crowd had away, but at the end of the crowd he crashed into a strong chest, only to hear a suppressed muffled snort above his head.

Zhang Yue looked up in surprise, and what caught her eye was the beautiful face of the boy in brocade who could be called upside down - the face of seventeen or eighteen years old, with three points childishness and seven points of flamboyance, with clear contours but not sharp - the boy in brocade still squinted at her with the expression that no one should enter, but Zhang Yue felt that this young man could not be more gentle at this time.

Obviously ignorant of life, obviously he is also in trouble, and he is seriously injured and untreated, but he still came back to wait for her. She knew that the other party had indeed left just now, but then she had come back for some reason. In fact, even if he really left, Zhang Yue would not blame him, and he was not qualified to blame him, they were two people who had never known each other.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yue couldn't help grinning, looking at him with a big smile, his eyes were unconsciously crooked, but when he smiled, tears rolled out by themselves.

The boy in brocade suddenly froze: "You, what are you crying about!" hurriedly took out a handkerchief from nowhere and handed it to Zhang Yue, "Quickly wipe away your tears, lest others think I bullied you!"

Zhang Yue stretched out his hand and took the handkerchief, laughing while wiping his tears, but he couldn't finish the tears, and as soon as he wiped it off with the handkerchief, new tears would immediately roll down from the corners of his eyes.

It was the first time for the boy in brocade to see such a crying little girl - the bean-sized teardrops fell one after another as if they didn't want money, like a string of crystal clear crystals in the sun, so beautiful that it was heartbreaking.

The boy in brocade couldn't help but sigh, obviously he is not usually such a soft-hearted person, but for some reason, when he saw the eyes shining because of stubbornness on the little girl's little face covered with blood, he couldn't help but cut the grass and eradicate the roots; , but when she saw the little girl showing an aggrieved and lonely look like an abandoned milk dog, she involuntarily turned back...... Now that the little girl is crying, he doesn't know what to do.

Thinking that he is a true disciple of the Yunzong Sect, how could he ever do such a thing as coaxing a girl, even the third senior sister has never had such treatment, but he is often angry and crying, he didn't see him so soft-hearted and helpless at that time......

Lu Qi was looking at Zhang Yue's face and was distracted, suddenly his sleeves tightened, and when he looked down, he saw Zhang Yue's soft and slender little hands stained with blood grabbing his sleeves tightly.

But somehow, he didn't have any disgust, where did his cleanliness go?

Zhang Yue lowered his head and pursed his lips, as if he had finally organized the language, raised his head and looked at Lu Qi hopefully with the big black eyes that had just cried and were still shining: "Brother, can you not leave me again?" I have amnesia, I don't know who I am, and I don't know where my home is......" Speaking of the back, Zhang Yue's voice became lower and lower, and his mouth became more and more flattened, seeing that he was about to cry again, Lu Qi was in a hurry, so he blurted out: "Don't cry, don't cry, I won't leave you again!"

After Lu Qi finished speaking, he had the urge to pat his head, how could he make a promise so easily? Could it be that a woman's tears are her weakness?

Without waiting for Lu Qi to continue to be annoyed, Zhang Yue had already raised his head and smiled again at this time, and even looked at Lu Qi with a little dependence: "After that, you will be my brother." As he spoke, he shook the sleeve of his backgammon shirt.