The ups and downs of life in the Siheyuan

We haven’t seen each other for a long time, and we thought we had forgotten them, but when we met, the longing hidden in our hearts stirred up.

He tried to control his emotions, after all, both parties already had their own families.

Li Yuan did not dare to continue talking about his appearance and quickly changed the topic.

"How are you?"

"It's not good. I'm a jobless refugee now, and I came here to seek refuge with you."

"Don't be kidding", how could Li Yuan believe it.

She looked around and lowered her voice: "No kidding, my parents were censored, and my eldest brother and I were suspended from work.

This time I came back specifically to check on the situation because of my connections in the past.”

Her smile slowly disappeared, but her expression remained confident.

"It's not a big problem. We have records in the past. We should be able to resume work soon," she seemed to be encouraging herself.

In just a few words, Li Yuan knew what happened to her.

With her character, if she could look down on him, she must be at her wits end and have nowhere to turn to for help.

He also didn't believe that she didn't know what he was going through now.

If you still look for him during this period, you must be just in case.

"Eat first. This is not the place for conversation. After dinner, we can talk again after we go back to the collection station."

She nodded silently.

After the meal, Li Yuan first sent her to the concierge. They were all acquaintances, so he ignored them.

He rode back, saying that something happened at work, and then rode back.

As soon as he entered the concierge, he saw two people chatting animatedly, "What are you talking about? Are you so happy?"

The two looked at each other and smiled, but did not answer.

"Let's go and take a look at your office," Zhao Xiuqin said simply.

Uncle Song sent the two of them to the guest room, and when he was done, he patted Li Yuan hard twice on the back.

Li Yuan turned around and smiled at Uncle Song, his eyes clear.

Uncle Song nodded with satisfaction and turned back to the recliner.

"Yes, your office is the most impressive in Kyoto's scrap yard." Zhao Xiuqin turned around, returned to the sofa, and patted the armrest of the sofa vigorously.

"That's also a scrap station," Li Yuan said with a self-deprecating smile.

"I heard you did a good job when I came back. Why is it like this now? I remember you have a military background."

"This is what I am confused about. The only explanation is the Gao family."

She looked at Li Yuan strangely, "After Gao Dayong came to you, he got the wind immediately. What a coincidence!"

Li Yuan smiled bitterly to himself and thought to himself: "Anyone who is thoughtful will connect the two."

"Don't you dare talk nonsense."

"Don't worry, I won't talk nonsense. Zeng Tou also had corresponding suspicions, but he didn't tell anyone about it."

Li Yuan couldn't help but smile bitterly and did not continue to quibble.

"Actually, if it was really you who did it, I would still be very happy. What my parents are going through now is also the fault of the Gao family."

"By the way, how are your parents doing now?"

Her expression turned gloomy, a change from her previous behavior.

"I have been quarantined for review and cannot see them. I have found some uncles, but the situation is unclear."

"What are your plans next?"

"Wait!"

Li Yuan knew that she was embarrassed to mention it and kept focusing on the topic.

"Tell me the address and I'll go check on the situation."

Since she hadn't taken the initiative to mention it, Li Yuan simply pointed it out directly.

"Thank you! Stay safe."

She knew very well about his reconnaissance ability, and his ability to find out information was much better than theirs.

This is because I am worried about my parents' situation. I have been unable to get any news and have to find him.

At this point, they fell into silence.

He had always wanted to ask about her marriage, but it felt inappropriate.

After all, they are in the past tense and have their own families. Talking about the past will only increase their worries.

But in my heart, I really want to know how she is doing.

They were silent for an unknown amount of time, both of them seemed to be brewing something.

Unable to bear it, Li Yuan raised his head and prepared to leave, because the familiar scent on her body made his breathing quicken.

He was afraid of doing something worse than a beast.

The scar once again caught his attention.

Zhao Xiuqin's face started to feel hot and turned red due to her sensitive perception.

"Isn't it ugly?"

she asked again.

"How?"

"The centipede was accidentally scratched by stray shrapnel on the battlefield and wasted time, leaving this centipede behind."

"Looks very powerful!"

"It must be scary!" Her face slowly returned to calm, and she raised her head to look at Li Yuan.

"Can I touch it?"

Her face turned red immediately, and she hesitated for a moment before saying, "No!"

Li Yuan knew that she had misunderstood what he meant.

"I have learned some medical knowledge on my own, and I want to feel your scars, hoping to help you."

He couldn't bear to look at the scar that looked like a huge red-purple centipede from the center of his eyebrows to the corner of his mouth.

This was his first love in two lives. He hoped that she would always be beautiful, even if she no longer belonged to him.

She forced a smile, and the scar squirmed as if it came to life.

"Okay," he said, raising his head and slowly closing his eyes.

Li Yuan took a deep breath, put his hand on her scar, stroked it a few times, and then pinched it.

The surface is soft and smooth, but the inside is hard, like strips of wood.

The power of thought covers it, but unfortunately it cannot penetrate.

Take out a silver needle, prick it gently, close your eyes and slowly feel it.

In his perception, the organization inside was chaotic, with lumps and knots of tissue.

He carefully comprehended and wrote down every organizational structure.

He doesn't understand this yet, but it won't take long for him to know what these organizations are.

As long as he knew what it was, he believed there would be a cure.

When Li Yuan arrived, he closed his eyes and slowly felt it.

Zhao Xiuqin's current condition is not very good. She is trying hard to keep her body stable.

His face was red, his breathing was rapid and unsteady, and his mouth was slightly opened subconsciously.

The unique fragrance of virginity is constantly exhaled from the mouth.

At this time, Li Yuan remembered everything, returned with his mind power, and pulled out the silver needle.

The next second, he froze in place, maintaining the same movement, with that Rouran little mouth in his eyes.

That little mouth that was so familiar that he was obsessed with it.

When his head gets hot, he lowers his head and takes it in his mouth like before.

Suddenly, two smiling faces, one big and one small, appeared in front of him.

He suddenly woke up, took a step back, and gave himself a slap in the face.

She was already in a state of confusion and infatuation. When she heard the noise, she opened her eyes in confusion.

Looking at the slap marks slowly appearing on his face, he suddenly laughed.

"A cowardly person with good intentions".

"Yeah!", her answer gave him an ambiguous feeling.

He was afraid that he would become a beast, and even more afraid that he would become worse than a beast.

He hurriedly said goodbye, "Come back tomorrow and I will tell you the result."

When she mentioned her parents, she immediately regained her composure.

"Be safe!" she warned again.

The two walked out of the factory gate, but Li Yuan didn't dare to stop. He said goodbye, got on his bicycle and hurried home.

Looking at the disappearing figure, Zhao Xiuqin smiled and shed two lines of tears.

"Child, do you have a place to stay?"

If a voice sounded behind her.

She was startled, wiped her tears with her sleeves, and turned to smile at Uncle Song.

"Yes, there are still people living in the house."

"Don't worry, everything will pass."

"Thank you, Uncle Song." After saying this, he said goodbye and walked away.

"Slow down on the road."

She waved her hand back, and a tall figure slowly lengthened.