You Are My Rare Passion

Chapter 2751

Ye Xingbei

It's a lot worse, okay? Son!

The child stopped talking again.

The young trees are never afraid that others will not speak.

Ling Yue doesn't like to talk.

But when he was with Ling Yue, he was never bored.

He can sing a play by himself. What are others afraid of when they don't speak?

"Little brother," he looked at the child and asked, "Why are you cooking here alone? What about your parents? "

"Dead." This time, the child did not hesitate, straightforward answer, voice is very cold.

“……” The young tree is choking.

He snorted for a while, stood up, went to the child, and squatted down, patted the child's shoulder, "little brother, don't be sad, be patient."

Ye Xingbei

Well.

She didn't know what to say about her son.

The child looked at him askew and did not speak.

"Why?" The young tree saw something on the child's neck and couldn't help pointing curiously: "little brother, what's wrong with your neck? Did you get any dirt? "

The child pursed his lips and pulled his clothes up.

He tried hard to cover the things around his neck, but the collar was too short, and the saplings came close and saw clearly.

The young tree frowned: "it's a scar! Little brother, you are badly hurt here. Is it painful? We have medicine with us. Shall I give it to you? "

He grabbed the child's little hand, stood up and dragged him: "little brother, go quickly, I'll take you to plaster!"

The young tree's hands are white, soft and warm.

When a child is caught by a young tree seedling, his body is stiff and he subconsciously wants to break free.

But he just struggled a little, did not break free, he was no longer willing to struggle.

It's been a long time since anyone held his hand.

When no one holds his hand, he never knows that he is only held by others. His dry and barren heart is as satisfied as a warm current.

He was reluctant to break free.

The saplings dragged him to their camp.

Ye Xingbei noticed that the child's right leg was dragging on the ground. It seemed that he couldn't use his strength. He quickly stopped the young tree and said, "little tree, don't run. Your little brother's leg is hurt."

The young tree quickly stops and looks down at Wen Qiuci.

Wen Qiuci also stopped, sipped his lips, did not speak.

Little sapling looked up at him: "little brother, your leg is also injured?"

I still didn't speak when I heard the words of autumn.

Xiaoshu miao'er said, "it's OK, little brother. We have a doctor in our family. Qingrun's brother and aunt ya'er are very skillful. They can cure your leg!"

Gu Junzhu looked back at Gu Chi.

Gu Chi, understanding, steps forward quickly and bends down to hold Wen Qiuci in his arms.

Ever since I saw them, I have heard the autumn words coldly. I blushed quickly and struggled hard: "what are you doing?"

"Don't move," Gu Chi said with a gentle smile, "since the leg is injured, don't walk. The more you walk, the more serious the injury is. I'll hold you."

"Yes, little brother," said little tree miao'er, "if you are injured, you have to stay in bed and can't move."

Originally is struggling to smell the autumn words, see the young tree concern to see his clear eyes, struggle strength gradually small.

Gu Chi took him back to the camp.

Gu Qingrun and Yue ya'er have been informed by bodyguards.

Gu Chi puts Wen Qiuci on a small stool. Gu Qingrun and Yue ya'er come forward to check.