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"I...I won't." Wu Xie looked back with embarrassment on his face, only to see Zhang Qiling lowered his head with a pale complexion, his brows were tightly frowned, and when he heard Wu Xie's words, he raised his head and narrowed his eyes to look at him, It seems a little helpless: "ignite the ignition, pull the handbrake, and step on the clutch."

Wu Xie just wanted to evade, but in a blink of an eye, a shadow of a person appeared in the rearview mirror, what a pity!Before he had time to think about it, Wu Xie quickly followed suit: "And then?"

"Shift, release the clutch, and step on... the accelerator."

I don't care about safety or insecurity. It's nothing to drive ducks to the shelves. Escape is the most important thing.In a hurry, the car finally started to move slowly. Wu Xie stepped on the accelerator fiercely, and the people behind were thrown far away, and finally gradually disappeared from sight.

Driving on the road to Hangzhou, Wu Xie couldn't help but feel lucky for his clever mind, but fortunately, he is solid enough in physics!After groping a few times by myself, combined with the books I usually read, the theory of engine principle, cylinder principle, lever valve and other theoretical knowledge, I can slowly drive it smoothly.It turned out that driving was not that difficult, Wu Xie smiled smugly, his tense body gradually relaxed, and then he heard extremely light breathing from the back seat.Wu Xie glanced at the motionless person in the rearview mirror: "Hey, are you okay?"

There was no response, Wu Xie turned around, and saw the person in the back seat lying on the seat with his eyes closed, half of his blue hoodie was stained black and red with blood, his left hand was stretched out, and drops of dark red blood flowed down. Drops from the fingertips that hung down stained a large piece of felt red.Wu Xie was startled, and hurriedly parked the car on the side of the road, turned to look at him: "Hey, are you okay?"

There was still no response, Wu Xie was a little panicked, and hurriedly squeezed into the back seat to get close to him, tremblingly stretched out two fingers and put them next to his nose to test his breath.Before he got close, a pair of bright black eyes suddenly opened, Wu Xie was startled, and his voice trembled: "You...you...are you okay?"

Zhang Qiling narrowed his eyes and looked at him, showing displeasure, and said, "Who told you to come back?"

"Uh, I... I see that you are seriously injured. Is there a medicine box or something? I can help you bandage the wound." Wu Xie stammered.

Zhang Qiling closed his eyes and turned his head, his voice was cold: "No, stay away from me."

Wu Xie choked, this person has a really weird temper, hot and cold, but no matter what, Wu Xie caused this incident himself, Zhang Qiling would come to look for him, Wu Xie was very moved by this alone.Thinking of this, he lowered his head, smiled embarrassingly, and looked quite silly: "I still want to help you, although I don't know anything, I don't understand anything, and I cause you trouble every time, but, I And being a man, I wish I had some value."

Wu Xie glanced at Zhang Qiling, stretched out his hand and scratched his head: "I mean, if possible, I would like to do something for you, haha, although I am not as capable as you, at least I don't want to be a burden everywhere, anyway. ... If you need someone to help you, I will not refuse." The words were not very coherent, even a little unclear, but he spit out the last sentence in one breath.

Zhang Qiling still didn't speak, just opened his eyes and turned to look at him for a long time.Wu Xie felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by him: "What's wrong? Is there any problem with me?"

After a long time, it seemed helpless, Zhang Qiling sighed: "There is a trunk, change clothes first, remember to wear gloves."

Wu Xie was stunned for a moment, then immediately came to his senses, hurriedly responded, and crawled to the trunk to search for things.The trunk is neatly organized and easy to find.Wu Xie didn't think too much about Zhang Qiling's request. When he was injured before, Zhang Qiling only touched him with gloves on. I think this person is quite hygienic.

After changing into the spare clothes and trousers, Wu Xie touched the fabric, it was a bit hard, and it felt a bit frosty to the touch. This kind of clothes really didn't look like what normal people would wear out, but a bit like protective clothing.Without paying too much attention, Wu Xie began to help him bandage the wound.He took out the scissors, cut off his clothes like Zhang Qiling did before, and took off the blood-stained sleeves. Wu Xie was stunned, "This..."

This man is crazy!This was Wu Xie's first reaction. On his arm, there were countless shocking bloodstains wantonly entrenched near the blood vessels, and blood was trickling out from several openings, which was very eye-catching.

"This won't work, go to the hospital right away." Wu Xie was about to squeeze forward as he spoke.

"No, I can't die." Zhang Qiling stopped him.

What else did Wu Xie want to say, but Zhang Qiling had already closed his eyes, Wu Xie was a little helpless, this man was as stubborn as him, he gritted his teeth and sighed, so he had to wipe off the excess blood with gauze first.The wounds were exposed, and Wu Xie's hanging heart calmed down a little. Fortunately, although there were many wounds, they were not deep.However, the blood from several cuts could not be stopped, and flowed out again as soon as it was wiped clean. The clothes were dyed red, which looked exaggerated.Wu Xie was very puzzled. This was not in line with common sense. Although he had never studied medicine, he still knew about the inherent self-healing ability of human beings.Generally, if a person is cut by a knife, the platelets in the blood will act to promote blood coagulation. As long as no large blood vessels are damaged, the wound will gradually heal without treatment.

"Why is the blood still bleeding?"

"There is medicine on the edge of the knife to prevent blood from clotting."

Zhang Qiling's lips began to turn white, and Wu Xie vaguely felt something was wrong: "Then... what should I do?"

"Never mind." After finishing speaking, Zhang Qiling turned his face away.

"Then how? You've lost so much blood, it will be very dangerous if you continue like this." Wu Xie wrapped the bandage up and saw that the white was soaked into red again after a while, and couldn't help feeling a little anxious.

There was no response for a while, Wu Xie looked up, Zhang Qiling frowned palely, and his eyes were not opened.

"Hello..." Wu Xie called out, but there was still no response.Passed out?

Wu Xie poked him on the head with his hand, but there was no response. It seemed that he had fainted. Wu Xie was a little weak. He didn't have much experience in dealing with trauma. Usually, he would go straight to the school doctor if he broke his knee.Leaning anxiously against the car door, Wu Xie felt more and more uneasy, Poker-Face's face was close at hand, Wu Xie looked at it, and suddenly came up with a bold idea.

Before taking action, he still hesitated. After all, Poker Ping is a person who doesn't like others to get close to him. If he finds out, at least he will be torn apart.But when he thought that this man was in a coma and didn't know anything, Wu Xie became more courageous. Never mind him, anyway, I was trying to save his life. He disliked it, but I didn't dislike it.

Thinking about it, Wu Xie took off the bandage that had just been wrapped up, leaned forward and held his arm, put it to his mouth, stretched out his soft tongue, and began to lick it gently...

"It's done!" After more than ten minutes, Wu Xie looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction, then rewrapped the straps, jumped into the front seat of the car and drove leisurely towards downtown Hangzhou.

The car drove home, Zhang Qiling hadn't fully recovered consciousness, Wu Xie hesitated whether to send him to the hospital, was tangled in the head, a 60-year-old old man walked by the corner of the yard, Wu Xie became alert when he saw it , and then jumped out of the car.

"You are Mr. Wu Xie..." The man walked over from a distance with a very polite tone.

"Just call me Wu Xie."

"Hi, I'm the housekeeper here. I happened to be away on errands a while ago, and I just came back yesterday. You can just call me Uncle Zhang." As he said that, the man bowed respectfully, and Wu Xie secretly clicked his tongue , this is still popular no matter what age, but he still responded politely.

"Hi, Uncle Zhang."

Wu Xie suddenly felt that this scene looked familiar. Thinking of Sister Xing, who was pretending to be a cook not long ago, he couldn't help but get goosebumps. Could this person be fake too?Suddenly there was a not-so-obvious coughing sound in the carriage, Wu Xie turned his head and found that Zhang Qiling was already awake, looking at them with squinted eyes, his expression indifferent.

Poker-face didn't respond, it seemed that it must be true, thinking of this, Wu Xie was not only relieved for a while, it's great, I don't have to face this paralyzed Poker-face all day long.Although he just saved his life.

Back home, Wu Xie carefully sorted out the cause and effect of the incident, and now there are only three main questions left.First, what is their purpose?Second, what is the secret of the mother's marriage?Third, what is so special about his and Zhang Qiling's blood?

Apart from these three mysteries, what Wu Xie is most concerned about now is - what happened to the old itchy?

Falling off such a high cliff must be a disaster, but Wu Xie still holds some faint hope, after all, he is a brother for many years.Although such a thing happened, he really didn't blame the old itch. He knew that as a child of a special family, the only bond between this and his family was heavy.

After returning from Daming Mountain, Wu Xie asked Poker Finger many questions, including how he found him, including how he noticed something was wrong, but that guy was still as boring as ever, unable to utter a word for a long time.But what was different was that Wu Xie found that since he came back that day, Pokerfing's attitude towards him had changed significantly, because most of the time after that, as long as Wu Xie spoke to him, even if he didn't answer, at least he would. Gives an "I'm listening" look.

Perhaps, this can be regarded as a kind of recognition for himself, Wu Xie thought.

The days of the summer vacation were boring. Every night, I competed with Zhang Qiling and read books, and then fell asleep on the chair without ambition. The study progressed very fast.When he was free, Wu Xie often sat in front of the TV and watched Hangzhou news. He hoped to find some information about the old itch, but after two months passed, there was still no news at all, and Wu Xie couldn't tell the truth. Whether to be happy or sad.

Until the week before school—

That day, Wu Xie helped Uncle Zhang trim the lawn, and sat on the threshold of the gate to watch the sunset. A postman on a motorcycle drove over slowly and stopped at the gate of the courtyard: "Excuse me, is Wu Xie there?"

"Yes, it's me." Wu Xie stepped forward to receive the letter in a jerk, but without a signature, who would send him the letter?

Sitting back on the threshold, Wu Xie carefully tore open the envelope, and a small navy blue cloth bag fell out. Wu Xie picked it up and saw that there were many strange patterns embroidered on it, a bit like the style of ethnic minorities. After smelling it, There is also a faint fragrance, I can't tell what it is, but it smells good.

Opening the envelope, there was only a piece of paper inside, Wu Xie was stunned when he took it out, it was old itchy handwriting.

Old Wu:

Allow me to call you Old Wu again.

Two months have passed since the last incident. I thought about it and decided to write you this letter.

Yes, I am not dead.I passed out after falling off the cliff, and when I woke up, I was already lying in a hospital in a small mountain village.I left after a week of recuperation there. I didn't see Zhang Haixing, and I didn't know how she was doing.

Old Wu, I don't beg you to forgive me. For so many years, we have been eating the same pot of food and wearing a pair of pants. I have never forgotten these things, and I will never forget them.I have no one to rely on in this world, I only have my mother. After my mother died, I was very sad. I began to not believe that she was really dead. Later, Zhang Haixing found me and told me some things, let me come Looking for you, I don't know why I agreed to her by mistake.To be honest, Lao Wu, I never thought that one day I would draw my sword against you. Now I also understand that in the world, once you do many things wrong, there is really no room for return.I think, I will spend the rest of my life to repent, you don't come to me, and don't ask me for news.My story is over, but yours has just begun.

This is an amulet from the Western Regions, you wear it well, this is the last thing I can do for you.

Finally, I have another piece of advice—stay away from Zhang Qiling.

Cherish it, don't read it.

your mate

old itching

In the distance, the sun is setting and the sky is full of sunset clouds.On the horizon, a round of fiery red sun was about to set, the red was pure and penetrating, when a gust of evening wind blew, the lawn in front of the door set off waves like wheat waves, making a slight sound.

The sunset is picturesque.

After reading the letter, Wu Xie leaned against the door and let out a long sigh.

In the world, the thing that can bend a person's spine is really the human heart?

Wu Xie doesn't think so, it should be feelings.The human heart sometimes fears ghosts and gods, but emotions can drive the human heart.The old itch is the best example.

After refolding the letter, Wu Xie put the amulet in his coat pocket.Suddenly there was a slight sound of footsteps behind him, Wu Xie turned his head, Zhang Qiling came over with two bottles of water, the afterglow of the setting sun fell on him, it was golden.

"Thank you," Wu Xie took the water, looked up and smiled at him, "Brother——"