After becoming the paranoid sword spirit

Xishui Town.

"Here comes the mute, is the stone ready?"

"Ready!"

"When he comes over, we'll hit him one, two, three!"

Not far away came a young man in a gray robe, his whole body was dirty, facing a group of stones thrown at him, his whole body also appeared very dull, he only knew how to squat on the spot and hold his head. It's not about avoiding those stones.

After the group of stone-throwing teenagers finished throwing the stones in their hands, they felt that the other party didn't even resist, and it was too boring, so they stopped throwing stones and went to find other interesting things.

The gray-clothed boy waited until the boys had all left, and returned home slowly. His parents were putting their little son to sleep. Seeing his dirty appearance, there was a little impatience in his eyes, and he said, "Go out!" What are you doing? Come back with such a dirty look?"

The young man ignored him, after all he couldn't speak, and he was a bit stupid, his parents didn't expect him to say anything, and they babbled about "doing evil", and then went to put their youngest son to sleep.

It's been that way all these years, it just seems a little different today.

When shopping in the county, it is rare for a woman to see her son disappear in a blink of an eye. Although his son is stupid and dumb, he almost never leaves her when he goes out with her. I like this son and feel that I have lost face, but I don't want my son who has been raised so hard to be abducted by others, so I put down the things in my hand to find him.

Before walking a few steps, she saw her son dragging a young man's robe. The clothes were not affordable for ordinary people. She was clumsy and didn't know how to describe the young man. Like a fairy, especially when he saw the dust from his son's dirty palm rubbing on the other's clothes, he felt a little flustered.

She stepped forward and said in horror: "I'm sorry, my baby is not sensible and stained your clothes, we can wash them!"

He said he wanted to take his son away, but the son who could be taken away casually seemed to be fixed in place at this moment, and he couldn't be pulled away no matter how hard he pulled, he kept tightly holding on to the robe of that fairy-like young man.

"You child..."

"...Did I meet you somewhere?"

Although the voice was a bit hoarse, it shocked the woman. It actually came from the mouth of his mute son.

"Wow! You can finally talk?!" The woman couldn't help but hugged the boy tightly and said, "Thank God! Thank God!"

The gray-clothed boy looked very indifferent, as if he had no reaction to the fact that he could speak, but kept staring at the white-clothed youth in front of him.

"What's your name?" The gray-clothed boy still tightly gripped the opponent's sleeve with his fingers, as if he would disappear immediately as soon as he let go.

"Gu Qingyun."

After getting the other party's answer, the boy seemed satisfied and let go of his fingers.

The woman grabbed the boy's arm and pulled him away, but the boy seemed to have roots on the soles of his feet, and grabbed the other's sleeve again, until the man touched the top of his head and smiled softly: "See you next time."

Only then did the boy let go of his fingers and followed the woman away, but when he left, he kept his eyes on the young man, and only turned his eyes to the rest of the place when he could no longer see the young man.

The woman returned home, thanked God with a smile, and the boy looked at his fingers, as if recalling the temperature between the sleeves of the other party.

Gu Qingyun bought a house with a yard in Xishui Town, thinking about the daytime scene, smiled and said: "I finally found you."