My dead ex-boyfriend came back to support me

It is not easy to walk at night, let alone panic because of fear.

When Song Baobao just came out of Fanxun Tower, it was already dark and he couldn't see what was around.

The young man's thin body not only had to withstand the attack from the night wind, but he also had to worry about someone chasing him all the time.

Suddenly, Baby Song exclaimed, the belt around his waist was not fastened properly, and one end was so long that it dragged on the ground, Baby Song didn't check for a while, stepped on the belt with one foot, fell forward, and fell over.

Feeling a little hurt from the fall, Song Baobei sat down on the ground in despair, holding his knees and crying bitterly. The grievances he suffered all night suddenly burst out. The sticky and cold feeling made Baby Song gradually calm down, and he hugged his knees tightly and curled up, trying to absorb some warmth.

In the dark night, the leaves are rustling by the wind, the grass is rustling, and occasionally there is the whimpering sound of the wind passing through the gaps, all of which stimulate the fragile nerves of a young man.

Baby Song just sat there, paying attention to the movement around him all the time. He didn't dare to move, as if something would notice him if he moved. He could only helplessly open his eyes wide in the dark night, seeing the swaying silhouettes of trees, but suddenly Freeze on a black shadow under the tree.

In an instant, Baby Song's scalp was numb, his breathing was short, and even his blood began to turn cold. He didn't know what it was, but he couldn't think of something that would make him not afraid, and his heart rose to his throat.

It wasn't until the young man couldn't bear the exhaustion of his body that he gradually closed his eyes and stumbled into dreamland.

That night, Baby Song didn't sleep well, her consciousness was drowsy, and her head became heavier and heavier.

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The next day, it was an old man who was going to buy medicine in the town who found Song Baobao, and his genius was slightly pale at that time.

The old man's eyesight is not very good, and he has to walk with a cane. He walked up to Song Baobei only to find a boy squatting and sleeping by the side of the road.

"Ouch!" The old man exclaimed as soon as he leaned over to look at it. Seeing the child's face flushed from sleep, he knew at a glance that he might have suffered from the wind blowing all night, so he quickly patted Baby Song. on his shoulders, and called out: "Child? Child, don't sleep, ah, this can't sleep anymore, wake up!"

Although the old man was very old, Song Baobao was stabbed by the old man's crutches from time to time while being beaten by others, and even if he fell asleep, he was poked awake.

Opening his eyes in a daze, he saw a magnified face full of wrinkles. Baby Song was so frightened that he fell back. He subconsciously looked under the tree last night, and saw that there was nothing under the tree. The ghost, there is only a stone who does not know who moved it. From a distance, the stone looks like a person sitting on the ground curled up.

It was a false alarm.

Baby Song patted his chest, and was about to breathe a sigh of relief, when he heard the old voice in his ear again, "Child, get up quickly, I see that your complexion is not right, I am afraid that you have caught the cold, go to a doctor to have a look, but You can't be sloppy just because you're young."

Song Baobao held his breath and turned around, only to realize that he was probably woken up by the peasants who rushed to the town in the morning, so he relaxed, took a deep breath, and smiled at the old man, "I know Yes, thank you, old man."

Unexpectedly, when the old man saw the young man smiling, he shook his beard angrily, and tapped his cane on the ground, "You doll, you don't look like you are homeless, why are you sleeping by the roadside? Take good care of your body." The more the old man said, the more angry he was, and he was rushing to the town to buy some medicine for his legs, but now because Song Baobao insisted on standing there and taught him a lesson until it was broad daylight.

After finally sending the old man away, Song Baobei stood up unsteadily, the feeling of dizziness almost made him fall back again, clutching his head, his nose was a bit blocked, Song Baobao knew that he was really sick.

Dragging his heavy body, Baby Song returned home.

The son didn't return all night, Song's father and Song's mother were naturally worried, and they stood at the door waiting for their son before dawn.

The careful mother of Song realized something was wrong with her son the moment she saw Baby Song, her face turned red, her steps were unsteady, and her expression was in a trance.

So Song's mother hurried to her son and touched his forehead. It was terrible, and the temperature was a little hot. Did Xunlou help?" He stretched out his hand to support his son's body, then turned back to call Father Song, "Don't look, come here quickly."

"What's the matter? This is it?" Father Song was a little at a loss as he spread his hands.

"Go and call Dr. Sun from the village, our son has a fever."

"Oh, oh! Good." Saying that, Father Song raised his legs and was about to walk to the village.

Baby Song was in a daze, not wanting to bother his parents, so he grabbed Father Song, shook his head with trembling lips, "No, no need, Dad, I'll wait a little bit, cough cough... just sweat it out."

"No!" The stern objection was Song's mother, she helped him into the house, and beckoned Song's father to find a doctor quickly.

In the house, Song's mother covered her son with a quilt, brought a bowl of water, looked at her son's pale lips, and only shed tears, "Didn't someone come from Fanxunlou to ask you to stay there to help? How can you get sick when you are healthy?" Then, he took the bowl of Song Baobao's water, and he couldn't help worrying in his heart, "What if this disease doesn't get over, what about your father and I?"

Song's mother's tears fell on Song Baobao's heart, and her already dizzy head became even more dizzy, but she kept comforting her, "It's just a fever, nothing will happen, mother, don't worry Well... he's not dead yet, I..." After speaking, the voice dropped, and Song's mother didn't hear clearly, she was frightened by Song Baobao's sudden fainting.

When Baby Song woke up again, he heard the door of the room being pushed open, making a unique creaking sound made of wood, and Mother Song came in with the medicine in her hand.

"Son, are you awake? Drink up the medicine soon." Song's mother's eyes were still red at this moment, and Song Baobao felt a little uncomfortable when she saw it.

It's just that when the eyes shifted to the bowl of dark medicine again, Baby Song's already bitter mouth became even more bitter.

But in the end, under Song's mother's worried gaze, she still bit the bullet and drank the medicine.

Just like that, I don't know if the wind-cold is really too severe, Song Baobao's illness has not recovered for a long time, that is, the symptoms have become slightly lighter, but he is still groggy and lacks energy.

Because of Song Baobao's illness, Song's father found Fan Xunlou's theory, but Fan Xunlou turned his face and refused to recognize anyone, saying that Song's father had slandered Fanxunlou for no reason, and even bought ingredients from Song Baobao's house , now do not buy.Because of this incident, no one in Fanxun Town dared to ask for ingredients from the Song family.

However, the house leak happened to rain overnight, the son was sick, and the family lost business. In a flash, the Song family was not a wealthy family, and at this time, dark clouds covered their heads.

Song Baobao lay on the bed for several days, still taking medicine, but now he can go to the field. In the first few days, Song Baobei saw Song's father and Song mother who were sitting in the courtyard and sighing.

The family originally had little land, and usually half of it was sold to Fanxunlou, but now no one buys it, and the only income of the family is gone. Song's father and Song mother are getting old, and Song Baobao doesn't want them to go out and do some tiring physical work live.

Until the day Song Baobao could go out to see the wind, he decided to go to Fanxun Town, and find the shopkeeper of Fanxunlou by the way, to see if he could continue to ask for their ingredients, and he couldn't really make the family unable to open the pot because of himself.

On the way to the town, Song Baobao passed the place where he fell last time, and looked at the stone under the tree. Seeing that the stone was still there, he stared at it for a long time, but he didn't remember where it was before. It wasn't that there was a rock, but when she saw this rock, Baby Song remembered that night, frowning, and her already uneasy mood suddenly turned bad.

When we arrived at Fanxun Tower, it happened to be the busiest time at noon, Song Baobao, who was dressed in coarse linen, felt timid as soon as he entered the inn, surrounded by people who talked loudly, and the old storyteller in the middle patted the board and didn't know what to say .

Baby Song looked left and right but couldn't see the shopkeeper, so he grabbed a waiter.

The little girl had a round head and a round head, about thirteen or fourteen years old, with a simple and honest face, but Song Baobao saw that he was new, so she let go of half of her heart and asked: "Your shopkeeper where?"

Xiaoer looks simple and honest, and his mind is not very active. Seeing Baby Song's good looks, he subconsciously likes him, so he tells him where the shopkeeper is going.

Song Baobao thanked the person, and hurried to the back door, just in time to see some people who the shopkeeper was directing did not know what they were doing.

At first he didn't have the nerve to go up to disturb him, but later he found out that the other party had clearly seen him but pretended not to see him before coming up. He apologized for Song's father's behavior that day, even though he felt that there was nothing wrong with Song's father in his heart. Had to bow his head.

The shopkeeper waved his hand as if he didn't care, Song Baobei didn't know how to speak for a moment.

Just when he thought he was about to return disappointed, the shopkeeper himself helped him speak, but the words were not what Song Baobei wanted to hear.

"Let me tell you the truth, it's not that I don't want your food, but that Fanxunlou is not mine after all, and I can't make the decision."

Hearing this, Baby Song's heart turned cold. Everyone knows that Xunlou is not just an ordinary inn. Whoever messes with Xunlou, as long as you are still in this town, you don't even think about having survive.

"Can you tell the boss, who is it?"

"This... hey, I'm just working for others. The boss doesn't know, but if you really want to get back this business, you can find someone else."

"Who?"

"A distinguished guest who lives upstairs is a friend of our boss."

Baby Song lowered his head and pondered for a while, then raised his head and asked the shopkeeper, "Can the shopkeeper take me to meet you?"

Speaking of this, the shopkeeper smiled, "You have seen this man before."

Song Baobao was puzzled, he had seen someone who shouldn't have no influence, after thinking for a long time, it seemed that only the person from that night was suitable, thinking this way, Song Baobei hesitated a little, he didn't want to see that person again.

"Looking at your appearance, you seem to think of who it is."

"Hmm..." Looking up at the shopkeeper's smiling face, Baby Song vaguely understood something, "This... all of this can't be planned by you?" He thought that what happened that night, So many days should have passed.

"How come, little brother, if that person wants to deal with you, he can easily solve you without him."

"You...!" Song Baobao blushed angrily, and pointed at the shopkeeper, but he had no choice but to fling the inn with a final shake of his hand.

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