Peerless Junior Uncle

It's not difficult to make sure that you don't get drenched. Looking around, it seems that there is no way out of the woods.

Suddenly the bushes in front moved, and He Tinge frowned vigilantly and stared at the swaying bushes. After a while, a little boy came out of it. Cyan bunt, hair was shaved a bit messy, and a few blood streaks were scraped on the small face covered with mud.But it can still be seen, his eyes are clear, he seems to have seen it somewhere, He Tingge thought.

The boy stood up and patted the dirt on his body. Looking around, he seemed a little discouraged, but he was still calm. After walking a few steps, he turned around and continued walking as if he didn't see He Tingge at all.

He Tingge was curious about this child, whose family, how could a child be left in such a place?

Suffering a lot of small losses along the way, He Tingge watched the little boy trip over the weeds from time to time, tried to help him a few times, but couldn't touch anything, and then remembered that this was a dream.

Finally, after a few drops of rain fell from the sky, he found a dry hole that could shelter from the rain. Under a slope, the little boy could get in with his head down. It was a pain for He Tingge, but fortunately, he didn't feel the rain on his body.

He squatted down and looked inside, but he was surprised. It turned out that the space inside was not small. What's more, there was a small fire burning inside. Besides the little devil, there was also a little devil's head.

When the child saw the little boy go in, he didn't say anything, and made way for a little space. He Tingge heard the little boy say, "Can I take shelter from the rain here?"

The child just nodded, and then huddled together by himself. When he got close to the fire, He Tingge could see clearly. The child was wearing a light-colored shirt. He was only five or six years old, but his appearance was very delicate, and there were some babies on his face. Fat, looking soft and cute under the firelight makes people want to pinch.

"Why are you here?" The kid who was a guest asked.

The little ghost who was the master just looked up and said slowly: "I got lost."

"Me too, Haitang and I were learning how to ride a horse, and we accidentally fell off the hillside after running too far." The little boy seemed to be looking for a topic to pass the time.But He Tingge was taken aback: Haitang?Then isn't this child...... He Tingge when he was a child?No wonder it feels familiar, it is clearly me when I was a child.

Looking at another child, he opened his watery eyes and asked curiously: "Haitang? Why do you want to learn how to ride a horse with Hua?"

Little He Tingge blinked, put his little hand on the fire and roasted it: "He is not a crabapple flower, but a sea hall. Well... that hall of the school." After speaking, he said: "Do you know how to read?"

The child nodded: "Yes, Master taught me."

Xiao He Tingge nodded, and asked again: "How did you get lost?"

The child frowned delicately, pouted slightly, and said slowly after a long while: "Master said that you can go back after going down the mountain for a month of experience."

"What?" Xiao He Tingge was a little surprised: "Isn't your master afraid that you will be eaten by wild animals? Or be abducted and sold?"

The child wrinkled his nose and said, "I have the medicine powder stuffed on my body by my uncle, and the beasts won't eat me if they smell it." His words seemed a little aggrieved, and the master was too cruel: "The master said that if he was kidnapped, he wouldn't waste his food. .”

He Tingge couldn't laugh or cry, what kind of master is this?But before he even laughed, he felt something was wrong. No matter how he looked, this child looked like a miniature version of Fu Qingcheng. When he looked closely, his nose, eyes, and eyebrows looked more and more similar.

Xiao He Tingge said angrily: "What a bad master!"

"Hush~" Xiaofu Qingcheng raised his little finger in front of his lips: "My master is very powerful, be careful not to be heard."

Xiao He Tingge raised his eyebrows, apparently not believing it, but he stopped talking and just changed the subject: "What's your name?"

"Fu Qingcheng."

Although he had expected this answer a long time ago, it was another matter to hear it with his own ears. He Tingge was inexplicably happy. Is this the Fu Qingcheng when he was a child?Suddenly, I feel a little regretful, why don't I remember at all?Even more resentful that I can't touch it now, I can't touch it, I really want to hug Xiao Fu Qingcheng!

"Call me Feng Xi." Xiao He Tingge said, "My mother called me that, but after she passed away, no one called me that anymore."

"Mother?" Xiaofu Qingcheng blinked his eyes: "I have no mother or father, only master and uncle."

"Then how did you get here?" Xiao He Tingge was curious.

"Master said that I jumped out of a rock." Little Fu Qingcheng obviously questioned his master's words with puffed cheeks.He Tingge gave a wry smile when he heard it, is it Sun Wukong?

Xiao He Tingge laughed very loudly. He covered his mouth only when he saw Xiao Fu Qingcheng's sad eyes. After a while, he heard Xiao Fu Qingcheng ask again: "What's your mother like? Are you okay?"

"Of course, my mother is the best person in the world." Xiao He Tingge said seriously: "If my mother is still alive, I will share half with you. Unfortunately, she is not here anymore." She said with a hint of sadness .

"Are you sad?" Xiao Fu Qingcheng looked at him eagerly.

Xiao He Tingge nodded, and said in a low voice: "Father is very strict, and it will be even stricter when my mother is gone. Before, when I was injured and cried during practice, my mother took care of me. Now I am in pain and no one cares."

Xiaofu Qingcheng nodded sympathetically: "Fortunately, Master will not die."

"Is your master a god?" Xiao He Tingge was curious.

"Well, great god." Xiaofu Qingcheng said proudly.

Xiao He Tingge opened his eyes wide and said, "That's amazing, are you a little fairy?"

Xiao Fu Qingcheng frowned: "Probably not."

He Tingge sat on the ground at the entrance of the cave and didn't know whether to laugh or sigh while listening to the two children talking in it.

The rain didn't seem to stop. Xiao He Tingge piled up a row of soil at the entrance of the cave to block the rainwater flowing into the ground. The damp air was chilly, and the sky gradually darkened. He Tingge was a little puzzled, why didn't he wake up from this dream after so long?

"What's wrong with you?" Xiao He Tingge's question came from inside, He Tingge looked into the cave, and saw Xiao Fu Qingcheng frowning, his little face was pale, thinking in his heart, he secretly said: Oops!

He Tingge squatted down and went into the cave, but saw that little He Tingge had already moved to Xiaofu Qingcheng's side: "Are you feeling unwell?"

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He Tingge managed to get into the cave, but saw that little He Tingge had already moved to Xiaofu Qingcheng's side: "Are you uncomfortable?"

Xiao Fu Qingcheng leaned against the wall behind him with his knees hugged and said nothing, his lower lip was bitten and turned blue.

"Does your leg hurt?" Xiao He Tingge asked, noticing the clue.

Xiaofu Qingcheng hesitated for a long while before he nodded. He Tingge frowned, wanting to hug him and give him some warmth.

As he thought about it, the little He Tingge over there had already put his little hand on Xiao Fu Qingcheng's knee and rubbed it gently, and asked him carefully if he felt better.

"Tell me if it hurts, or others won't know how to help you." Xiao He Tingge said sincerely while rubbing his knee.

Xiao Fu Qingcheng just looked at Xiao He Tingge, and after a while he muttered: "Master said, a man is not allowed to cry or cry out for pain."

"Is your master a great immortal, so you are not afraid of pain, you are still young, it's okay to cry when it hurts." Xiao He Tingge comforted: "Hey, can you cry in front of me, I won't laugh at you."

"Then...why are you crying?" Xiaofu Qingcheng struggled.

Xiao He Tingge frowned, thought for a while, his eyes lit up and said: "Hey, you can cry in my arms, I used to cry in my mother's arms." Live in Xiaofu Qingcheng, with a small embrace to warm this child in need of care.

He Tingge watched from the side, but couldn't help but draw a line from the corner of his lips. It turned out that they knew each other so early, but, is that child really him? Why, he doesn't have any memory at all?

Xiao Fu Qingcheng lay in Xiao He Tingge's small arms, the temperature from his body that was much warmer than his own made his little heart feel extremely warm, his little hands grabbed the corner of Xiao He Tingge's clothes, and secretly wiped the moisture corner of the eye.

He Tingge leaned against the wall behind him, sat on the ground and looked at the two children in the cave. He once wondered why he didn't meet Fu Qingcheng earlier, and whether they would spend more time together, but , in this dream, he saw the two people who met at such a young age, but hated himself for not being able to remember him at all. In the dark, he knew that he was He Tingge, whether it was two years ago or the personal experience of the past two years, Otherwise, why would there be such a dream.

These are all He Tingge's memories, but they emerged too slowly. Even so, none of the things that were engraved in the bone marrow were lost.

After all, the two children fell asleep in the sound of the rain. He Tingge looked at the two snuggling children, and the corners of his lips curled up.

I don't know how long it took, the rain stopped, and the sky in the dream was still gray, but you could still see a little gray belly. He Tingge looked back and saw that Xiao Fu Qingcheng had got up, rubbed his eyes with his little hands, and looked much more energetic .

He Tingge saw that he packed up the little bundle, took out the remaining food and a pack of medicine powder and put them beside Xiao He Tingge who was still sleeping, and after adding a little more firewood to the fire, he walked out of the small cave lightly and looked back. After taking a look, he whispered: "Goodbye, Fengxi."

Before He Tingge even had time to follow out, he realized that the scene in front of him was gradually becoming blurred, a tingling sensation came from the corner of his forehead, and when he opened his eyes, it was pitch black.

He stretched out his hand and rubbed his forehead, only to realize that he was lying on the bare bed, and in front of him was the bamboo building under the night.woke up?