The years when I was an old man

And at this moment, Huo Yutong immediately stood in front of me without even thinking about it.

Looking at the bodyguard at the door, she said loudly:

"What are you doing? Put the gun down!"

I have met Huo Yutong twice, and every time she gave me the impression that she is gentle and gentle, gentle and elegant.

But this time, she seemed flustered and anxious.

The bodyguard at the door only looked at Uncle Huo, but the gun in his hand was still pointing in my direction.

Pointing to the door, Uncle Huo sternly said to me:

"Now, immediately, get out of here for me. Say one more word, and don't blame me for being rude!"

Only then did Huo Yutong step aside, she glanced at me, and said with concern:

"Go, Jianghu is very big, I believe we will meet again!"

I took the painting, looked at her silently, turned around and left.

It was already midnight at this time, and the bright moonlight gave people an indescribably cold feeling in the night when the winter was approaching.

I looked out of the black-painted window, holding the scroll tightly in my hand.

Although I was calm on the outside, my heart was turbulent.

In the nearly two years of Qianmen Jianghu Road, I have had countless thrilling duels.

But I have never been so nervous as I am now, and I silently read Huo Yutong's name in my heart.

Could it be that she is really the person I imagined?

It was already midnight when we got back to our manor.

I took the painting and hurried back to my room.

I couldn't wait to open the painting, and saw that the painting scroll was full of stars, and the only moon was hanging in the sky.Under the starry sky, there is a village.

This village looks like a typical Kanto countryside, without any distinctive features.

Next to the scroll, there is also a little poem:

"The stars are one or two, and the only moon is streaming beads. Once the sixth day is over, it will be three or five!"

My heart trembled, although I didn't know what these lines of poems meant.

But I can be sure that the sixth day in this sentence probably refers to me.

I continued to look at it, but when I saw the signature next to it, my heart was even more turbulent.

What Huo Yutong told me just now was that this painting was painted by her recently.

But the inscription and signature next to it read: "Farewell to Kanto, I don't know when I will return to my hometown. I take this painting as a souvenir to comfort my homesickness. Melo."

No wonder she asked me to go back and look at it again, she was afraid of showing the picture in front of her face and causing unnecessary trouble.

And at this moment, I actually felt short of breath.

My first thought was, I can't wait to see Huo Yutong right now.

There are many things I want to ask her face to face.

But to calm down the confusion in my heart, think about Huo Yutong's situation at the moment.

And Uncle Huo's resentment towards my father.I decided to wait.

After thinking about it, I put the painting away.

It was not safe to put it here, so I took the painting and went to Xiaoduo's room.

Knocking on the door lightly, Xiaoduo's voice soon came from the room:

"Who?"

"I!"

Not long after, the door opened.

I saw Xiaoduo standing at the door wearing a cute panda cartoon pajamas.

Looking at me, she asked curiously:

"On the sixth day, you don't sleep so late, why are you running to my room?"

"Go in and talk!"

When I entered the room, I looked back at Xiaoduo and asked directly:

"Xiaoduo, how is your ability to preserve things?"

When Xiaoduo heard this, she pursed her lips and said:

"What I hide no one can find!"

"That's good!"

"Including myself, I often can't find it!"

I was full of joy and wanted her to save the painting for me.

But what she said next made me dumbfounded.

Seeing my hesitation, she immediately said:

"I'm kidding, what is it, give it to me, you will never lose it!"

Then I handed the painting to Xiaoduo with peace of mind.

Sitting on the chair in front of the window, I looked out the window and asked Xiaoduo again:

"Xiaoduo, when you first knew that Xie Chengbing was your mother, how did you feel?"

Xiaoduo tilted her head, flickering her long eyelashes.

Plus wearing a cute pajamas, looks cute and cute.

"There was nervousness, fear, and a little excitement. Of course, there were also many puzzles and complaints..."

I nodded slightly.Xiaoduo's heart at that time was somewhat similar to mine now.It's just that I complained a little less than her.

"Why ask this?"

"fine!"

"Tomorrow we are going to go to Quancheng. Are you going out with Sister Xiaoshi to relax, or are you going with us?"

"Of course it's with you. I'm afraid that if I'm not here, you will be bullied again!"

Xiaoduo's cute expression is full of confidence.

I went to the ancient town with Liu Baiyu tonight, although it has nothing to do with Xiaoduo.

But I can feel that the pressure on this girl seems to be less.

"Okay, then I'll go back first!"

With that said, I got up.

After taking two steps, Xiaoduo suddenly asked me again:

"Sixth day, wait a minute!"

Looking back at Xiaoduo, I asked:

"what?"

Xiaoduo looked at me, sighed slightly, shook her head and said:

"It's okay, you step back!"

As he said that, he sat on the bed without looking back, as if he was about to rest.

I didn't say any more, and went back to the room alone.

Early the next morning, Luan Quan went to the living room to wait for me.

When I saw him after washing up, he immediately stood up and said to me respectfully:

"Master Chu Liu, the manpower is ready. Just wait for your word, and we will set off for Quancheng!"

Seeing Luan Quan's impatient look, I sneered in my heart.

It is true that Luan Quan is a villain, but a villain is still a sharp knife when used well.