forget your worries

Just as Wu Datong came in with the food, he saw the person on the bed sitting awake by the window.

With the bowl in his hand, Datong closed the wooden door with his foot to prevent the cold wind from coming in. He approached under the guarded eyes of the young man, and stretched out his hand:

"This is porridge and some pickles."

Seeing the young man staring at the pickles without making a sound, Wu Datong first put the bowl on the small table beside him, then turned to face him.

"No matter how sad you are, you still have to eat. The mountains have been covered by heavy snow these days, and the three of us ate up all the food I saved before, so I can only make ends meet these days."

Like an old woman, Wu Datong babbled: "At least eat some porridge. If you fall ill, I don't have any good medicine here."

The young man said nothing, but he couldn't hide the impatience on his face, and the liquid that was more rice porridge than rice porridge from the bowl he took was poured down his throat in one go.

When he finished drinking, he stuffed the bowl into Wu Datong's hand and turned his head away, which was the most obvious sign of chasing guests away.

This kid is not polite at all. If it was a few days ago, Wu Datong would not be able to help but slander in his heart, and his expression would not be very good.

But after a few days, I got used to it.

In addition to the awkward attitude of the temporary tenant, Wu Datong was somewhat satisfied with the fact that he didn't talk much.

After all, a notorious evil person, although his head is knocked stupid, but his nature is hard to change, how warm and gentle can you expect him to be?

Wu Datong took out the empty bowl and pickles, closed the door, entered another door in the main room, and went to wash the dishes.

Halfway through washing the bowl, he suddenly stopped.

He shook his hands, wiped them dry with a cloth, and walked out of the gate. From a distance, he could see a speck of ash in the vast whiteness, which was still moving persistently in the raging snowstorm.

"Jiang Yibai!!!"

Datong summoned his true energy and shouted from a distance, but the people in the snow didn't seem to hear him, and kept walking on their own.

As a result, he disappeared as he was walking, Wu Datong let out an "ah", knowing that he must have fallen into the snow, no longer hesitated, he used lightness kung fu, within a few ups and downs he arrived at the place where Jiang Yibai fell just now.

Upon closer inspection, Datong couldn't help but laugh.

Jiang Yibai fell headfirst, leaving only the back half of his waist thrashing on the ground.

Wu Datong picked him up: "Tell you to run around! If you are eaten by snow wolves, it will not be cheap for that beast!"

Jiang Yibai huddled like a quail, unable to open his eyes in the wind, and squeezed out a few tears.

"Ah Ci! Ah Ci, he doesn't want me anymore!"

The young man was already very cold, and crying like this made his tears flow even more.

He struggled to hug Wu Datong, who was like a little warm sun, with his inner strength surging, but the latter gave him with the other hand with a look of disgust.

push away.

If it was normal, Wu Datong would hesitate a bit even if it was a femme fatale.

But now this snotty man really made him avoid it.

In desperation, Wu Datong had no choice but to touch his sleeping point and carried him all the way back.

When Jiang Yibai woke up again, he didn't know what year it was.

As if pinching a point, Wu Datong came in again with rice porridge.

This time Jiang Yibai obediently finished his porridge without waiting for him to say more, and said for the first time, "I'm still very hungry".

Datong smiled and said, "It just so happens that the snow has stopped today, so I can go out and find some fresh food for you."

Jiang Yibai held him back: "Can't you take me with you?"

"No extra winter clothes, it's cold outside, there is no danger, just remember to play the bone flute."

Jiang Yibai just looked at him.

Wu Datong was a little uncertain: "Your bone flute was taken away by Jiang Ci?"

Seeing that he understood, the young man wanted to cry instead.

Before his sadness turned into tears, Wu Datong hastily stopped him: "I'll just make you another one, and I'll sew that tiger skin into a jacket for you today. You can go out with me sometime.

As for today, I won't leave and I'll bring you the candied fruit in the kitchen, okay? "

"it is good……"

After Wu Datong closed the door, there was a haze on his face.

Since he was a child, he hated those who took other people's things indiscriminately, although he knew that Jiang Ci, who is a righteous person, took away the personal belongings of the current amnesiac Jade Toad Palace Master. It shouldn't be for any bad purpose.

But Wu Datong saw with his own eyes how Jiang Yibai regarded the bone flute as a treasure as soon as he woke up, and knew that it was an extremely important item for him.

Such a beloved thing was taken away by someone, it must be uncomfortable in my heart, no wonder he looked like that just now.

Wu Datong gave the candied fruit to the eagerly awaited young man, and brought in all the materials needed for the bone flute and cotton jacket.

He found a chair and started to work, while Jiang Yibai was eating and watching, enjoying himself.

As the sky faded, Jiang Yibai stopped eating candied fruit, and just propped his chin up and focused on watching Wu Datong.

Looking at it, the eyes are not right.

Wu Datong's five senses are so keen, seeing that he was hesitant to speak, he took the initiative to ask: "What's wrong?"

The young man muttered twice: "You, that, that is..."

He faltered and hawed, and couldn't even piece together a complete sentence, which made Wu Datong extremely uncomfortable.

"It's okay, just say what you want."

Seeing Datong's encouraging eyes, Jiang Yibai said, "What's your name?"

The person on the other side didn't answer him, his pupils turned to the right, obviously thinking about something.

But Jiang Yibai didn't understand this, his body temperature dropped, and by the way, he also brought Wu Datong back to the material world.

In fact, he was just counting the number of days the two of them had known each other, and in his mind, he calculated that they had only known each other for seven days.

After knowing each other for half a year, there are many people who can't match his name with the person. This stupid palace master is too glass-hearted.

"It's not your fault. You've been in a bad mood these days, and you've been sleeping most of the time. It's not normal to remember. Actually, some of my close friends sometimes can't call me by my name."

The temperature eased a little, but it was still a bit cold. Wu Datong talked about it, said it, and said that he would prepare an evening meal for him, so he coaxed this glassy heart.