I became my brother's cloud baby

The warm sun streamed in through the broken windows.

Wu Zhi slowly opened his eyes and found that there was no one beside him.

No sleepiness for a while, Wu Zhi sat up abruptly, looked around, but saw no figure of Ren Yanxing.

He thought of what Ren Yanxing said last night, and he was startled. This man...won't he really leave?

Thinking of this, he immediately got out of bed and went out, just as he walked out of the temple, he bumped into Ren Yanxing who was coming in.

Ren Yanxing held a quilt in his left hand. This quilt looked like it was newly bought, and the patterns on it were clearly visible and eye-catching.

He held a pair of black shoes in his right hand, which were as shiny as the quilt: "Are you awake?"

Wu Zhi looked at him: "Where have you been?"

Ren Yanxing put down the shoes and quilt: "I went to the market to buy some things. I saw that your shoes and quilt were torn, so I wanted to buy you some new ones."

Mentioning this, Wuzhi looked down at his feet.

The tattered shoes, and a big finger was exposed.

Wuzhi was a little ashamed, with this appearance, no matter how good-looking he was, he still couldn't support those worn-out shoes.

"Take it as a thank you gift for taking me in last night." Ren Yanxing said.

"Where are you going?" Wuzhi realized the meaning of this sentence.

"I don't know, but I can't stay here." Ren Yanxing continued, "This world is so big, there is always a place for me."

"I'm here for you." Wu Zhi blurted out.

Ren Yanxing was startled and looked up at him.

Wu Zhi's side face reflected Wei Yang, and for a moment, it seemed that the person in front of him could really be relied on.

This person who appeared out of thin air has been protecting himself since the first meeting. He knows that he should not trust others so easily, but...

He just wants to believe.

To him, this person had an inexplicable attraction.

"I mean, I can take you in." Seeing that he was so surprised, Wu Zhi changed his words.

"Forget it, I don't want to cause trouble for you." Ren Yanxing lowered his eyes.

"If you are afraid that those people will come to your door again, then let's go to a place where they can't find them."

"Where they can't find it?"

"Ah."

……

Ren Yanxing looked at the dilapidated and desolate thatched hut in front of him, and the children watching the fun, and reconfirmed: "The place you said they couldn't find...is this?"

"That's right." Wu Zhi replied.

After a systematic introduction, Wu Zhi is a crying beggar in this world, no, he is a crying Dugu Qiubai.

Dugu Qiubai, who loves to cry, was born in a small village. His parents passed away when he was a teenager, leaving him a thatched cottage.

Dugu Qiubai doesn't stick to small details, and he doesn't take care of the place he lives all year round, so thatch grows everywhere.

Later, he went to the end of the world with his sword and wanted to go out to make a living, and this thatched cottage was forgotten here.

Now that there is nowhere to go, Wuzhi came back here with his memory.

Ren Yanxing looked at it for a while, leaned over and pulled the weeds on the ground: "Do you have a hoe?"

Wu Zhi shook his head: "No."

Dugu Qiubai doesn't need it.

Ren Yanxing: ...

"We have it! We have it!" Several children came to them pushing and shoving, and one of them handed over a hoe, "Big brother, you are so beautiful..."

Ren Yanxing touched the child's head: "Thank you, which family are you from?"

"I belong to Mrs. Wang's family in the south of the village. You can come and play with me. My family has a lot of corn!" The child replied with big eyes shining.

"Juan'er, you're back!" A woman shouted at the door, seeing Wuzhi two unfamiliar faces, she walked over curiously, "You are..."

The woman's eyes wandered over Wu Zhi for a while, and she suddenly slapped her head: "You...you are Xiaozhi? You...how did you come back?"

As soon as this remark came out, many villagers surrounded him:

"Xiaozhi?"

"Is that... the old homeless son?"

The crowd was chattering, but an old man came out, he was leaning on a cane, and the crowd moved out of the way: "Village chief."

"Is it the son of Lao Wu?" The old man looked Wu Zhi carefully.

In the end, the old man's eyes fell on Ren Yanxing. This young man was dressed in blue, but he couldn't hide his dusty temperament.

After a long time, the old man asked, "Who is this?"

"This is my wife's room."

Ren Yanxing:? ?

Villager:? ?

old man:? ?