Quick Wear: The saints are too miserable, the host will never be soft-hearted

After throwing the bottle, Lu Yi observed for a while and then went into the space to avoid accidental injury.

While lying in the space to rest, Lu Yi's mind was still echoing with the scene of Min Xiangkang pulling someone away, and he couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

The way Min Xiangkang runs, he doesn't look like the kind of person who can run a thousand meters in seven minutes at a sports meet, right?

Min Xiangkang, who unconsciously broke his own athletic limit, had run until he was exhausted.

He struggled to pull Luo Miaoyan forward a few steps, then sat down on the ground, his chest heaving and breathing rapidly.

It was as if there was a hole in his throat when he spoke now, but thinking of how powerful he was, Min Xiangkang still raised the corners of his mouth, turned his head stubbornly and said to Luo Miaoyan:

"I'm awesome, right? This time it's all thanks to me! Miao Yan, don't treat me like your brother anymore. I'm also a grown man who can protect you from the wind and rain. Even if you're in danger like now, I won't abandon you easily!"

After Min Xiangkang finished speaking, he laughed loudly twice.

He was actually surprised himself. He didn't expect that at such a critical moment, he would be able to turn back for Luo Miaoyan.

It seems that Luo Miaoyan is destined to be his true love, and he is destined to find a way to get Luo Miaoyan, his white moonlight.

Min Xiangkang stared at Luo Miaoyan with burning eyes, but did not wait for Luo Miaoyan's response.

Geek!

Gradually, Min Xiangkang's heart trembled.

Oh no! He forgot about the burden lying on the ground!

Seeing that Luo Miaoyan's eyes were getting colder and colder, Min Xiangkang was anxious, but he kept a serious face and said:

"It's over, Miaoyan, didn't Xiang Mo run away with us?"

Tears welled up in Luo Miaoyan's eyes. She punched Min Xiangkang in the chest and shouted hoarsely:

"You still remember Xiang Mo? You run faster than a rabbit, why don't you think of pulling Xiang Mo along with you? You are simply...!"

Luo Miaoyan's string of words made her brain feel a little short of oxygen. She took several deep breaths, then lowered her voice, her voice tinged with tears:

"Where is this? Hurry! We have to go back and find Xiang Mo! He's out here alone, and he must be really scared without us. Xiang Mo's leg is injured, and that injury is because of you!"

As Luo Miaoyan spoke, anger reappeared in her eyes.

Seeing that the flames of war were about to start from him, Min Xiangkang lowered his head and coughed several times, with a look of exhaustion appearing on his face.

He forced a bitter smile and said:

"Miao Yan, I want to too, but I just dragged you along for so long, and now I'm really exhausted. I was even stung by a bee."

"Take a deep breath. Don't worry too much. I'm thinking about Xiang Mo too. He'll be fine. Let's sit here and rest for a while. Once I'm back to normal, we'll go look for him together. We'll definitely find him."

"...Really?" Luo Miaoyan's lips trembled, and she looked at Min Xiangkang excitedly, as if she was looking at a life-saving straw.

Min Xiangkang met her gaze and nodded firmly, feeling sorry for the fragility in her eyes, and said affirmatively:

"Indeed! We shall find him."

Luo Miaoyan's eyes trembled slightly, she pursed her lips and stopped talking.

She scratched her palms anxiously with her fingers, and the red marks could not suppress her inner worry.

Min Xiangkang couldn't see her inner anxiety and thought that this matter was over at least for today.

He also took out two fruits from his pocket, gave a smaller one to Luo Miaoyan, and said with a gentle smile:

"Eat."

Luo Miaoyan looked at the fruit he handed over, paused, and slowly reached out to take it.

After taking it, Luo Miaoyan did not put it in her mouth as impatiently as Min Xiangkang, but kept staring at it.

After a few minutes, her numb eyes fluctuated slightly.

Luo Miaoyan asked without raising her head:

"Min Xiangkang, you're hiding the fruit secretly. Are you always on guard against me?"

"Ahem! No, how could that be? Miaoyan, you know how I feel about you. I wouldn't be on guard against you, no matter who I am!"

"I picked this fruit and put it in another pocket without thinking about it. I was really thirsty just now, so I remembered it."

Min Xiangkang was choked by the fruit pulp in his trachea. He coughed several times and made a solemn promise to Luo Miaoyan in a very loud voice.

"I understand." Luo Miaoyan said softly, lowering her eyelashes, and her eyes, whose expression could not be seen clearly, fell on the fruit.

That is to guard against Min Xiangmo...

Min Xiangkang continued:

"Miao Yan, everything I said is true. Don't disbelieve me. Think about it, you bought me the computer and tablet I needed for college. You're willing to spend so much money on me. So, if you put yourself in my shoes, why would I go out of my way to defend myself against you over two worthless fruits?"

"Don't make such assumptions about me again, okay?"

Min Xiangkang continued to ask for a result, and Luo Miaoyan nodded mechanically, "Okay."

But she kept thinking that those things were not her money...

Luo Miaoyan looked up and around, but saw nothing except the scene in the forest.

Everything was fine, but now there is one person missing, someone who is wholeheartedly good to her.

After a period of silence, Luo Miaoyan saw Min Xiangkang lying on the ground to rest after eating the fruit, so she gently reminded him:

"Tomorrow morning, we will go find Xiang Mo."

"Don't worry, I'll look for her, I will definitely look for her." Min Xiangkang waved his hand, turned sideways to look at Luo Miaoyan a few times, and closed his eyes with relief.

Luo Miaoyan nodded and spoke softly, as if speaking to herself, "I hope you will do what you say, otherwise..."

She didn't say anything else, and Min Xiangkang fell asleep.

When darkness falls, the sleeping person has no idea that there is a person with eyes open, staring at him with numb eyes until dawn.

Early in the morning, Lu Yi took a shower, selected his breakfast, and then leaned against a tree trunk to eat while enjoying the warm sunshine.

More than half a month has passed since the bee incident, and Lu Yi is still sleeping on this tree without moving.

During this period, several groups of people came, some came to pick fruit, and some passed by while looking for someone.

Lu Yi picked up a piece of steaming red bean cake, took a bite, then picked up the brewed Longjing tea and took two big gulps.

She squinted her eyes and savored it carefully, feeling the comfort coming from her stomach.

When he opened his eyes again, Lu Yi raised his eyebrows. Oh, he saw another familiar face.

She sat up and looked over.

I saw a man and a woman standing together, looking like a couple. They were walking behind a boy, both holding long sticks in their hands.

Lu Yi lowered the chewing sound, pricked up his ears and began to observe.

"You little bastard, I'm warning you not to play any more tricks, or don't blame us! We can kill you right now."

The chestnut-haired woman supported the arm of the man next to her and spoke harshly, completely different from her delicate and beautiful expression.