a man who appears once a year

Ruan Qiuping helped Xiao Yuhuan up and leaned against the pillar, then stood up, looked at Qiyue, and asked, "What is the punishment for violating discipline?"

"The punishment is given by the teacher. I am only responsible for reporting your violation record and dealing with the aftermath."

"How do you deal with the aftermath?"

"Naturally clear their memory."

"They?" Ruan Qiuping glanced at little Yuhuan, "But when I used invisibility, the kid kept his eyes closed from beginning to end, and didn't see anything."

"You shouldn't have been in contact with him. You are just a recorder. From the moment you participated in his life, you did something wrong."

Ruan Qiuping couldn't understand Qiyue's condescending, expressionless, and judge-like way of speaking.

"If you come into contact with mortals, you need to clear their memories. Why can the bracelet cancel the invisibility? Just set it to remain invisible forever." Ruan Qiuping smiled and continued, "Senior Qiyue, don't you Do you think you are taking it too far?"

Qiyue frowned: "I'm just performing my duties."

"Really?" Ruan Qiuping raised his eyebrows, and said with a half-smile, "I thought you were targeting me deliberately, just like you did to me."

Qiyue pursed her lips tightly and said nothing.

Ruan Qiuping sighed, and said slowly: "Hey, it seems that I am too narrow-minded, Senior Qiyue, you have completely forgotten about this matter, why should I bring it up, it will make everyone confused unhappy."

Qiyue was silent for a while, then lowered her eyes, and said: "... I will pretend that I don't know about today's matter, and you should pay more attention in the future."

"Ah! Then I have to thank you very much! Senior Qiyue, go slowly!" Ruan Qiuping shouted.

Qiyue clenched one hand into a fist and quickly released it. He lowered his head and cleared part of the memory of the kidnapper on the ground, then turned and left.

Seeing that Qiyue had left, Ruan Qiuping breathed a sigh of relief.

Thanks to his wit just now, he brought up the old incident and made Qiyue feel guilty, so he escaped.

In fact, what Qiyue did to him at that time was not a big mistake.

When Ruan Qiuping was just sensible, he didn't really understand his identity. After all, at home, his father was a heartless master. Qiuping scolded and insulted him harshly.

Ruan Qiuping felt at the time that his own parents were no different from other people's parents except that they didn't hug or touch him.

At that time, the Ruan family still had neighbors, Qiyue was a few years older than them, and was the head of the children in that area.

Ruan Qiuping once ran over foolishly, wanting to play with them, but was rejected.

It was Qiyue who told him that he was a god of mildew.

It was Qiyue who took the mud-stained stick and pushed him to the ground.

It was also Qiyue who led the group of children and smashed the rotten fruit on the door of his house.

On the long road of Ruan Qiuping's life, Qiyue was the first to tell him clearly how unlucky he was.

But it was a long, long time ago, like rags that have been piled up in a corner for hundreds of years, and when you shake them out, you can shake out the dust all over the ground.If he wasn't afraid of Qiyue erasing Xiao Yuhuan's memory, he wouldn't bother to bring it up again.

Xiao Yuhuan was still asleep, Ruan Qiuping walked over, squatted down, wiped off the tears on Xiao Yuhuan's face, couldn't help but smiled: "Fortunately, I saved your memory."

The kidnapper was still unconscious, and the siren sounded outside the window.

Ruan Qiuping picked up a piece of glass from another place and put it next to the broken rope, pretending that he cut the rope with glass.Just when Ruan Qiuping was about to pick up Xiao Yuhuan and leave, he suddenly found his own blood on a table leg on the ground.

Ruan Qiuping used spells to take back the drop of blood, but a small gray-black pit had been corroded where the blood was originally stained on the table leg. Ruan Qiuping lightly rubbed the small pit with his fingers, then stood up, He walked out of here with Xiao Yuhuan in his arms.

"Qiuping! Eat!" Ruan Shengfeng yelled downstairs.

"Go down now!"

Ruan Qiuping said he was going down immediately, but it took more than ten minutes before he came to the dinner table.

Ruan Shengfeng was stunned. The eldest son of his family who wore short-sleeved and big underpants every day at home was wearing a water-blue robe, and his hair was also lengthened by magic. With picturesque eyebrows, rich and handsome,

Hmm... Although his son's luck and magic skills are not very good, his skin is still good.

Although he thought so in his heart, he still said, "Your brain is cramped? You are eating, what are you doing wearing this?"

"Brother is so handsome!" Ruan Dongdong praised him very much, raising his little hands and applauding vigorously.

"Do you see any difference in me?" Ruan Qiu turned around plainly.

Ruan Shengfeng frowned: "What's the difference? Isn't this the only decent robe in your closet? Can it grow flowers... Wait, where did you buy the jade ring hanging around your waist? It's a fake again Well, just look at..."

"It's different when you look at it, it's really pretty, right!" Ruan Qiuping interrupted Ruan Shengfeng, holding the jade ring, and said with a smile.

"... Where did it come from?" Ruan Shengfeng sensed something was wrong.

"A gift from others." Ruan Qiuping sat down and began to eat.

Someone sent it?Male or female?

Ruan Shengfeng was thoughtful.

After eating two mouthfuls of rice, Ruan Qiuping turned his head to look at the white sky outside, and sighed: "Time flies so slowly, why don't you come tomorrow!"

Ruan Qiuping poked the white rice in the bowl with his chopsticks, and felt that the rice looked exactly like the white hospital gown that Xiao Yuhuan was wearing when he was lying on the bed and waving goodbye to him.

Speaking of the white hospital clothes, he remembered that when the doctor said that Xiao Yuhuan was in urgent need of rest, but Xiao Yuhuan did not close his eyes, saying that he was afraid that Ruan Qiuping would disappear when he fell asleep.

Ruan Qiuping sat in front of the hospital bed and coaxed little Yuhuan for a long time before coaxing the child to sleep.

But the child fell asleep, and he still held his hand. If he moved a little, the child would wake up.

...so clingy.

Thinking about it, Ruan Qiuping couldn't help laughing again.

After eating, Ruan Qiuping went to the back mountain for daily practice.

After he left, Ruan Dongdong looked at the smile on Ruan Shengfeng's face, and asked in puzzlement, "Father, what are you laughing at?"

Ruan Shengfeng pinched Ruan Dongdong's small face, and smiled: "Dongdong, your brother seems to be in love."

After observing for the next few days, Ruan Shengfeng basically confirmed his thoughts.

He found that his son was the most active when he went to the academy every day, and his mood changed the most when he came back every day, sometimes melancholy, sometimes gratified.

And he found that his son often came home with things.

I brought back a handful of candy today and said it was given by someone else.

I brought back a pot of flowers tomorrow and said it was given by someone else.

I got back a hat the day after tomorrow, it was a gift from someone else.

Therefore, his daughter-in-law should be a classmate with his son.

Moreover, during this period of time, the Siming Academy is conducting a practical course in the form of a group.

Ruan Shengfeng is also an experienced person, so he naturally knows that this kind of group practice mostly takes a few minutes to complete the task, and the rest of the time is all free activities.Free activities in the world, one person definitely can't play, that is a group or a few people to play together, this is playing, the relationship is not born naturally?That's how he and Xia Fushui met back then.

So, his daughter-in-law should be in the same group as his son.

So, on the eighth day, Ruan Shengfeng coughed twice, seemingly casually, but actually said with confidence: "Qiu Ping, what is the name of the most beautiful girl in your group?"

"Oh, I'm in a group."

……

Ruan Shengfeng: "...Huh???"

"By the way, Dad." Ruan Qiuping looked in the mirror and tiptoed a little, "Am I low?"

Ruan Shengfeng was still a little dazed, and replied blankly: "It's not low..."

Ruan Qiuping looked in the mirror and felt that his height of 1.8 meters was not too low.

Alas, the blame is that Xiao Yuhuan has grown so fast in the past two years. He saw Xiao Yuhuan yesterday, and Xiao Yuhuan was already a little taller than him. I don't know if he will grow taller today.

If Xiao Yuhuan is much taller than him, wouldn't he lose face?

"Dad, I'm leaving. Dongdong, goodbye."

Ruan Qiuping sighed, put his schoolbag on his back, took another cake from the table, took it in his mouth and left.

Ruan Shengfeng looked at his son's back with confusion in his eyes.

You are in a group, so who are you dating?

The opening ceremony of Yusen High School.

Freshman representatives are speaking on the podium.

It was a boy about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a tall and straight figure and handsome features. He was wearing the same blue and white school uniform as others, but he was indescribably good-looking.

Thousands of students in the audience listened to his speech. No one whispered or whispered. Only some bold girls quietly picked up their mobile phones and recorded the whole speech of this boy.

The speech entered the final finishing stage, but the young man seemed to see something suddenly, his voice paused in vain, and his eyes were fixed on the back row of the conference hall.

Immediately afterwards, the boy suddenly lowered his head and smiled.

The moment the boy laughed, everyone's hearts beat faster, as amazing as seeing a black and white painting dyed with color, and there were countless gasps and camera snaps in the conference hall.

The teenager put down all the speeches in his hand, omitted hundreds of words, and just said with a smile: "Finally, I hope everyone can have a happy high school life."

As soon as the voice fell, he put down the microphone and walked down almost impatiently.

He walked faster and faster, and finally started to run with long legs.

The dean stepped onto the podium, picked up the microphone and continued to speak.But most of the students' eyes were attracted by the running boy.

The young man strode to the end of the conference hall. He stretched out his long arms, and hugged a man wearing a peaked cap tightly into his arms. He lowered his head, hugged his arms tighter and tighter, and whispered softly, almost overjoyed. shouted:

"Ruan Ruan!"