Ruyan

Mu Yan fled that day.

But even in his dream, he still couldn't forget those handsome eyes.

He said, what's your name.

Then he raised his head and replied, Mu Yan.

Then he gradually blushed under his gaze, until the blush climbed to his ears, Mu Yan woke up suddenly, closed the book and got up to run.

Wei Lianshuo grabbed his wrist.

Mu Yan couldn't break free, he was very anxious, Wei Lianshuo slowly approached and said, what are you anxious about, I haven't told you my name yet.

Feeling the heat in his ear, Mu Yan blushed even more.

Wei Lianshuo looked at Mu Yan's reaction amusedly, and instinctively felt that this person might cry if he continued to bully him, so he let go of his hand.

Without restraint, Mu Yan bowed his head and ran.

Wei Lianshuo's voice came from behind him, remember Mu Yan, my name is Wei Lianshuo.

Wei Lianshuo.

The rain that had been lingering in the West City had finally dispersed.

In the early morning, the sun slowly climbed up from the east, and everyone in the whole city could smell the sunshine.When the first rays of sunlight shone into the courtyard of the Lin family, Mu Yan didn't get up.

That day, he fled in panic, only remembering to take the book in his arms, but forgot the umbrella at the base of the wall.

Trotting all the way home in the light rain, he finally caught cold, developed a high fever that night, and lay unconscious on the bed.Uncle Lin invited a doctor in the middle of the night and pricked a few acupuncture points before he was able to control it.

Mu Yan smelled the fragrance of medicines all over the room, and remembered that Uncle Lin had no relatives and no reason for him, and that he was still working hard for him even at the age of seventy, and felt very uncomfortable.

However, Wei Lianshuo lost his temper at home and refused to go to private school no matter what.

His father had nothing to do with the youngest son, so he had to let him go.

In a blink of an eye, Wei Lianshuo slipped out with the two children.

"Didn't you say that he would come here to sell sweet-scented osmanthus cakes on sunny days?" Wei Lianshuo looked at Ah Liu with dissatisfaction. This Ah Liu was the umbrella boy back then.

"Don't worry, young master, maybe it's because young master Mu was delayed when he went out."

Wei Lianshuo continued to wait.

However, an hour passed and Mu Yan was nowhere to be seen.

Wei Lianshuo only glanced at Ah Liu, and there was already a thin layer of sweat on Ah Liu's head.

Seeing this, Ah Jiu hurriedly said, Master, do you still remember the oil-paper umbrella that the young master left behind that day?

Wei Lianshuo's eyes lit up when he heard the words, and said, lead the way.

The three master and servant went straight to West Street.