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As long as he puts on the mask, Jing Yu will no longer be able to recognize his identity, because Jing Yu has not really woken up, Pei Lanzhi is sad and thankful, sad that Jing Yu hates him, and thankful that he still has eased. You can think about how to protect Jing Yu in the future.

The next morning, Jing Yu woke up, wearing thin pajamas, sneezed in a daze, and was about to get out of bed, his eyes were empty, he stumbled and moved, like a rigid machine.

Pei Lanzhi's extended mana sensed his movements, and before he had time to take off his cooking apron, he rushed from the kitchen and caught him just in time.

With bare feet, Jing Yu finally walked to the door slowly, and was hugged by Pei Lanzhi.

"Ah!" Jing Yu called out shortly.

"Why don't you wear shoes?" Pei Lanzhi frowned, carried him onto the bed, grabbed the ankle of the person on the bed, and touched the soles of his feet. Fortunately, it was only slightly cool.

Jing Yu was tickled by the touch, and hurriedly shrank his legs, but his eyes were fascinated by the mask on Pei Lanzhi's face. He tilted his head, stretched out his hand, and poked the tip of the man's nose.

Pei Lan made fun of suffering, and said with a light smile, "Don't make trouble." After finishing speaking, he kissed Jing Yu's finger that came to the door. The ignorant sword spirit is so cute. Why is Jing Yu, who is so gentle, always hurt by him? ?His heart was gouged out one by one, and he wished he could go with Jing Yu.

Jing Yu shrank back again in fright, he huddled up, followed his instinct and whispered: "I... I'm hungry..."

"It's ready in the morning, and dinner can be served right away." Pei Lanzhi tried his best to coax him gently, but he didn't hear what Jing Yu said at the beginning. The gaze from his eyes was as tolerant as water. I changed my clothes and put on my slippers, "Today I have bunny buns, soup dumplings, and mung bean porridge."

I hope Jing Yu will like his handicraft, and he also cherishes this sweet and sour morning, the opportunity for him to wash his hands and make soup for him is running out.

Shao Ran and Lu Feng went out to do the final evidence collection for the case, so they were not there. In the huge villa, he always followed Jing Yu carefully.

Jing Yu seemed to have forgotten everything about himself. His reaction was very slow, just like a newborn sword spirit. Silly cat, after a while, he probably heard the rustling sound of sycamore leaves coming from outside the window, and ran to the French window to look at the sycamore leaves, then remained motionless, keeping his head up, the chaos in his eyes swallowed up the emerald green of sycamore.

Seeing that he was very obedient, Pei Lanzhi hurriedly set up the dining table while taking advantage of the time gap. At this moment, the doorbell rang.

Pei Lanzhi said lightly, "Jing Yu, let's see who is here."

He called Jing Yu, and it took Jing Yu a long time to respond. Turning around, he saw a big black dog with a strong body jumping out of the entrance, and ran over excitedly, circling around his legs.

Saraj was circling too fast, Jing Yu stared at the mosquito coil and shook his head. After a while, his trousers were caught by something, and the kitten Nick pulled his trousers, making a very tender meow.

After Jing Yu was attacked that day, Saraj was also affected by the spell and fell into a coma. Because the special criminal investigation was unable to take care of her these days, Shao Ran found a pet shop next to the happy community and fostered two cubs until today. Jing Yu's situation seemed to be stable, so Pei Lanzhi contacted the pet store and brought the dog and cat over to make Jing Yu happy.

Jing Yu was overwhelmed by the enthusiastic little guys. He patted the dog's head for a while, and rubbed the cat's belly for a while, his cheeks turned red soon, "Ah." His lips moved, He seemed to want to say something, but the short-term disturbance of consciousness caused by mental trauma made it difficult for him to organize his words, "Ah... um..."

"Baby, it's time to eat." Seeing this, Pei Lanzhi couldn't help but feel jealous. Taking advantage of Jing Yu's inattention, he secretly kicked Saraj's ass. Saraj was kicked innocently. Sound, sorry.

The little cat didn't like Pei Lanzhi very much, and when he saw Pei Lanzhi leaving with Jing Yu in his arms, he squatted at the kitchen door to get close to Saraj.

The food has been set on the dining table, and the bunny buns and soup dumplings look cute and delicate.

Jing Yu was forced by Pei Lanzhi to wash her hands, and directly grabbed a bunny bun and put it in her mouth.

"Are the steamed buns delicious?" Pei Lanzhi filled the porridge, but it was still a little hot. He lowered his head and cooled the porridge in the celadon bowl. A spoonful of sugar, but when he came back, he found that the soup dumplings on the table were gone.

A whole plate of soup dumplings!

He was taken aback for a moment, and bent over to look under the table, but he didn't see the soup dumpling falling on the ground. He stared at Jing Yu, who was slowly gnawing on the steamed buns.

Jing Yu quietly raised her eyes to look at him, was startled, and hurriedly gobbled up the steamed buns and stuffed them into her mouth. Pei Lanzhi immediately realized that the situation was abnormal, but he didn't make a sound, just made a gesture and turned back into the kitchen.

When he was completely out of sight, Jing Yu stood up slowly from the chair at this moment, hugging her belly, and trotted towards Saraj swaying.

Saraj sat on the ground and wagged his tail. Jing Yu took out the bun hidden in his shirt like offering a treasure, and brought it to its mouth, "Eat."

Saraj is a well-trained dog. The owner ate it, but the soup bag was very hot. It tried to bite, and then spit it on the ground. When the soup cooled down, it started to eat carefully.

"Still... still... many!" Jing Yu opened the hem of his clothes, and rolled out seven or eight buns.

Pei Lanzhi: "..."

At this moment, Pei Lanzhi looked at Sara Jie as if he had a knife in his eyes, but at this moment, he unexpectedly found a smile on Jing Yu's face.

Saraj was eating deliciously, and Jing Yu had been watching it tenderly. Pei Lanzhi felt a pain in his heart, and Jing Yu whispered: "Azhi... eat... eat more..."

What did Jing Yu call that stupid dog?At this moment, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning!

Azhi is his name!

But that's not the point, the name Ah Zhi only existed in his childhood memory, and when he grew into a teenager, he never heard it from Jing Yu again.

Does Jing Yu remember? ——The whole past of them in the previous life.

He was frightened and frightened, but he still had a little bit of luck in his heart. Will Jing Yu soften his heart towards him during those years when they depended on each other?

When he was very young, Jing Yu took him away from his suffering hometown, and he called him "Azhi" because he thought his name was very cute.But Jing Yu, who looked like a young man, was worried about his livelihood every day, while he hid in the abandoned temple like a beggar, and was dizzy with hunger every day, but as long as Jing Yu came back from the town at night, they could have buns to eat.

steamed stuffed bun……

At that time, Jing Yu was a sword spirit, but her martial strength was low. She sold groceries to people every day, and she didn't earn much money, which was enough to buy two steamed buns, because she needed to save some money to buy medicine for him when he was sick.

That time, he was very sick and spent all their savings—only enough to buy a pair of cheap herbal medicines, but Jing Yu came back with the herbal medicines and meat buns at the same time, and the meat buns and herbal medicines were preserved intact. In his arms, Jing Yu's face was scarred by punches and kicks.

Jing Yu's eyes were so swollen that he couldn't open it, and he smiled and said to him, "Ah Zhi, eat more...you won't get sick if you're full."

At this moment, Jing Yu was also stumbling and said: "If you are full... then... you won't be sick..."

He... still remembers...

Pei Lanzhi, who was hiding in the corner, hugged her head and slapped herself twice hard, causing the mask to slip off.

This is the short-term sequelae of Jing Yu's spirit body after being impacted. Being confused by the memory of her previous life, Pei Lanzhi has nothing to do.When he appeared in front of Jing Yu with his true colors, Jing Yu would heartbreakingly reject him, but Jing Yu did not resist his childhood. Perhaps for Jing Yu, even if they were poor during those days, it was still the same. happy.

Pei Lanzhi thought of himself at that time, and hated his humble childhood very much. They suffered from the indifference of people and the eyes of passers-by. Jing Yu had been beaten for him more than once, but he was young and dared not face up to the past, so he put Jing Yu Also hated it.

If it wasn't for Jing Yu's inability to kill people, those who bullied them would have died long ago!If it wasn't for Jing Yu's incompetence, he wouldn't have lived a life full of clothes and food until he collected the second famous sword!That famous sword was so powerful that no one dared to provoke him anymore, so he felt that everything was Jing Yu's fault!

It's all Jing Yu's fault, if it wasn't the Wu Chui Sword that his mother passed on to him before she died, and it wasn't a piece of broken metal that is not worth it, then it would be fine!

So he neglected him, detested him, bullied him...

Jing Yu has been bearing silently.

But why didn't he think about it, if Jing Yu hadn't been protecting him desperately, he might have died in the wilderness long ago, and had been gnawed to pieces by wild dogs long ago, how could he still survive!Sit on the throne of the emperor!

It was at that time that he and Jing Yu drifted away.

Jing Yu hugged her legs and watched Sarajie eat the steamed stuffed bun. She was happy and her eyes became much brighter.

Moreover, Saraj is obviously more conscientious than Pei Lanzhi when he was a child. Pei Lanzhi already knew the distinction between high and low when he was a child. After eating Jing Yu's buns, he only thought that Jing Yu was his sword spirit and his servant, so it was taken for granted.

"Oh!" Saraj put his head on Jing Yu's leg gratefully and rubbed it several times. It was so warm that Jing Yu was so happy that he couldn't speak clearly. He just rested his chin on Saraj's forehead. Happiness said: "Azhi... so obedient."

At this moment, Pei Lanzhi didn't have the face to worry about Jing Yu thinking the dog was his joke, so he squatted in the kitchen for a while, and then put on the mask again.

At that time, Jing Yu was very frugal in order to keep him full. He had never eaten a bite of steamed stuffed buns. Although the sword spirit could fast food, it was too cruel for Jing Yu who liked food from the human world. Now, He had to touch Jing Yu's stomach to see if he was full.

After Jing Yu finished feeding Sara Jie, his movements became sluggish again, and he obediently let Pei Lanzhi touch his stomach.

Pei Lanzhi frowned, hugged him onto the sofa, brought him a bowl of porridge, blew it cold and fed him mouthfuls, until he heard Jing Yu burp softly, he curled the corner of his mouth, "Is it delicious?"

Jing Yu didn't answer, but when he put the bowl into the kitchen and walked out again, he couldn't find Jing Yu's figure in the same place. His heart skipped a beat. Even if he could feel Jing Yu's breath, Jing Yu's disappearance was still there. It brought him a great shadow in his heart.

He found Jing Yu in the entrance.

Jing Yu leaned against the shoe cabinet, and Pei Lanzhi gently shook his hand, "Why did you come here?"

"..." Jing Yu stretched out his hand and asked him to whisper, "No...not noisy..."

Pei Lanzhi quickly found the space beside Jing Yu and squatted down, "Okay."

Jing Yu remained motionless, like a mushroom, Pei Lanzhi asked, "Why can't you talk?"

"Yes... will..." Jing Yu's eyebrows knit together, "It's so noisy... Lanzhi..."

Jing Yu didn't call him "Azhi", but "Lanzhi". Pei Lan paused and said bitterly, "I'll accompany you."

Their impoverished but tender childhood soon passed away, ushering in the pain of adolescence.

Perhaps Jing Yu's memory is too messy. The boy who was called "Lanzhi" at that time was exactly 13 years old. Jing Yu seemed to be jumping and falling into another whirlpool. How much wronged Jing Yu has suffered.

He stretched out a strong arm and pulled Jing Yu into his arms.

"Are you afraid?" Can't find the way home in that dark memory, are you afraid?

Jing Yu shook her head, "Lan is here... I'm not afraid..."