Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

Jingzhi looked up.

Good guy.

Xiaoguang really told his grandfather about it.

At this moment, she was lying in Liang Ji's arms and crying.

"Wu...Grandpa, it was him. He glared at me, and that person even touched my head. The entire Liang family knows that they can't touch my head, but he actually touched me."

At such a young age, the evil ones are the first to complain.

Lin Jiu swung his hem vigorously and strode over.

"Just because you're young doesn't mean you can hit someone."

When Liang Ji saw that this ancestor had also come, he wanted to kneel down in front of him on the spot.

"Hit, who did you hit?"

It’s over, it’s over. I can’t touch either of these two.

Who did Xiaoguang hit?

Could it be that he hit the one who is least hit?

Jingzhi hid his right hand behind his back, leaned down, and apologized to Xiaoguang with a smile:

"I'm sorry for touching your head without your consent. Can you please forgive me this time?"

Liang Ji finally understood that the young ancestor had beaten the old ancestor, and he wished he could dig a grave and bury himself on the spot.

"Then I will...hiccup...forgive you."

Xiaoguang kept hiccuping his grandma's tears, and his expression was quite arrogant while he spoke. He looked exactly like someone.

Lin Jiu almost couldn't hold back his scowl, but his expression softened considerably.

Forget it, why bother with a little kid.

People say that nephews resemble their uncles, and this child is somewhat similar to his younger brother Lin.

Lin Jiu believed a little more that Jingzhi was Liang En's illegitimate son.

"Well... come in and have some tea to moisten your throat. I'll get you some books."

Liang Ji looked at the shovel in Lin Jiu's hand reflecting the sunlight and couldn't help swallowing.

He was afraid of saying something wrong, otherwise the old man would shovel him away.

"it is good."

……

A child's temper comes and goes quickly.

At this moment, he was running in front of them, leading the way.

Lin Jiu looked around inconspicuously, and the further he walked, the weirder it felt.

How strange.

Here...has he been here before?

Lin Jiu walked slower and slower, and his body began to shake uncontrollably.

Jingzhi noticed the movement and turned her head to look, and was almost scared to death by his pale face.

"Brother Jiu, are you okay?" She quickly put her arms around his shoulders and steady him.

"Hurry out, this place... has an ancient... monster..."

Lin Jiu couldn't hold on any longer, the shovel fell to the ground with a clang, and he fell directly into her arms, losing consciousness.

“Ajiu…Ajiu!!!”

……

Feeling dizzy.

Who is calling him?

"Will you come find me in the next life?"

"Okay, but remember what I said, in your next life, you stay away from women. If you create so many emotional debts for me again like you did in this life, I won't look for you anymore."

"Make a promise. I won't look for a woman. You must come to me. I will wait for you."

"I promise you! You have to remember what I said. I don't like your hair to be too long. You have to clean yourself up before I come to see you."

"Also, don't change your name, or I won't be able to find you!"

"I'm waiting for you."

"Qingqing...wait for me, Qingqing!!!"

Lin Jiu suddenly turned over and sat up, his forehead covered with sweat. He was panting and looked around, and found that the bed was full of people standing.

Po looked worried: "Master, are you okay?"

Xiao Hai was worried but also a little gossipy: "Master, you've been calling her Qingqing for several days. Who is Qingqing?"

While asking, he also glanced at Jingzhi secretly.

His master has always called him "Master Daddy Lindi", so where did this Qingqing... this little goblin come from?

"Ninth brother, you...remembered it?"

Jingzhi's expression was the most complicated.

Three parts self-blame, three parts worry, and four parts obvious expectation.

Lin Jiu stared at her blankly for a few seconds before he opened his mouth and said, "Brother Lin, I'm hungry."

The two beams of light in her eyes were extinguished by his words.

"Xiao Hai, bring the porridge over."

Xiao Hai looked at Lin Jiu and felt that his eyes were not eyes and his nose was not a nose.

His master took care of him for three days and three nights without taking off his clothes. When he woke up, the first thing he said was that he was hungry, and he kept muttering "Qingqing".

Bah, you stinky scumbag!

He brought the porridge and couldn't help but say, "Master, if you are indecisive, you will be struck by lightning."

Lin Jiu was confused.

How could he be so indecisive? He is with Jingzhi every day.

Jingzhi took the porridge and said helplessly:

"Things are not what you think. You all should go out. I'm here."

After the two left, Jingzhi scooped a spoonful of porridge, blew on it, and presented it to Lin Jiu's mouth.

"Eat something light first. You haven't eaten in days."

"I can do it myself. I'm not sick." Lin Jiu held the porridge in his mouth, then took the bowl and ate slowly while asking:

"How many days? How many days have I been unconscious?"

Jingzhi picked at her nails, lowered her head and whispered:

"Three days. Liang En said you weren't sick. Now it's almost dark. If you don't wake up, it will be the fourth day. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have taken you there..."

Tears as big as beans fell on his quilt with a plop.

Lin Jiu quickly put down the bowl.

Lifting her chin, I saw that her clear eyes were as red as a rabbit's, her face was covered with tear marks, and there was a light dark blue under her eyes.

"Why are you crying? It's a good thing you're not sick. How long have you not slept?"

Jingzhi wiped the tears from her face with her sleeve and turned away to avoid Lin Jiu's gaze.

"Those who sleep, sleep every day."

Xiao Hai opened the window and a head popped in:

"Master, don't listen to her nonsense. She hasn't slept since you fainted. She hasn't eaten much, and hasn't even had a sip of water. It's been three whole days and three nights. If you don't wake up, I think she's going to commit suicide for love."

Lin Jiu's pale lips gradually tightened, "Xiao Hai, bring another bowl of porridge."

"okay!"

The window fell with a click, blocking the dim sunlight outside.

"Idiot, don't do this again." In the slightly darkened room, two dry, cracked lips pressed lightly against each other.

Jingzhi couldn't help sobbing. It was all her fault that he became like this.

She really didn't mean it.

Taking Lin Jiu to Liang's house was just a spur of the moment decision and was definitely not part of her plan.

In his previous life, Lin Jiu went there less often than she did. She never expected that he was still so susceptible to the sensation.

As for his inability to remember her, there must have been some loss.

It was more of a blessing than goodness, as she was afraid that he would not be able to get up once he fell down.

"I'll go there by myself from now on. Don't go there."

As she was speaking, Lin Jiu suddenly said slowly:

"Brother Lin, I...I think I should find someone."

Jingzhi's heart skipped a beat. "Looking for, who?"

He held his head, looking distressed.

"I don't know. I forgot it as soon as I woke up." Lin Jiu clenched his fist and gently tapped his eyebrows twice.

But it's of no use.

But he knew that finding someone was very important to him.

"Since you feel uncomfortable, don't think about it. We can talk about it when you remember it. Eat first."

"Qingqing?"

The porridge in her bowl almost fell directly onto his legs.

Jingzhi suddenly looked up at him, her red eyes meeting his inquiring gaze.

"Xiao Hai just said... my name is Qingqing. You reacted so strongly. Do you know her?" Lin Jiu looked at her and asked.

Day by day, I am really scared to death by him.

The rapidly beating heartbeat slowly slowed down.