full of moonlight

Ziyun Town is surrounded by mountains on three sides, limited by the region, the town is not big.Although there is a commercial road passing by here, it is not considered closed on weekdays, but in terms of prosperity, it is only average.Therefore, when a group of men and horses with swords and swords escorted an exquisite and large carriage drawn by four horses into the town, it still attracted most people's attention.

Not long after the carriage entered the city, the guards who had come to arrange matters before came to greet them, and led the carriage straight to the largest and best Fortune Inn in the town.

The curtain of the car was raised, and a young gentleman in a royal blue brocade robe embroidered with gold came out of the car with one person in his arms.On the other side, he was handsome and handsome, and his eyes swept across lightly, which attracted a group of girls and young women who were watching curiously to blush.The person in his arms was facing in and couldn't see his face clearly. His long black hair hung down in a mess, and he was wrapped in a black brocade cloak, with only a pair of white boots exposed.

Xuan Yi ignored the other people's scrutiny of him and the man in his arms, and under the attentive guidance of the shopkeeper, he entered the prepared upper room, put the man gently on the bed, and immediately called the doctor invited by the guards to take his pulse and see his injuries.

The store has prepared hot water, Xuan Yi picked up a clean cloth soaked in hot water and gently wiped the person's cheeks.Xuan Yi didn't need to do this work himself, but he did it completely subconsciously, and he had no intention of letting others intervene.

Carefully avoiding the wound, Xuan Yi opened his eyes slightly when he wiped off the blood and dirt on the unconscious man's face.

beautiful people...

Xuan Yi used to think that the word "beautiful" could only be used to describe graceful women, but now seeing this person, he realizes that a man can also be a beauty.It's not that he is contemptuous and joking, nor is it that this person looks like a monster.In fact, the other party's appearance is by no means the kind of femininity and obsequiousness that confuses gender, but his eyebrows, eyes and face. After bathing in the incense, the national player picked up a pen and sincerely sketched it, not a cent more, not a cent less, exactly achieving this world-renowned handsome appearance.

Xuan Yi was a little dazed, and then anger rose in his eyes.

This person looks to be about the same age as Xuan Lang, he is clearly still a teenager, and...and such a celestial figure that makes people feel pity, who would be so cruel to stab him and force him off the cliff?

Seeing the doctor withdraw his hand, Xuan Yi asked anxiously: "Doctor, how is he?"

The gray-haired old doctor stroked his beard habitually, explained the pulse and said: "Although this young man has a lot of trauma, but he didn't touch the vitals, just take the medicine on time and rest and wait for recovery. It's just that the injured person lost too much blood. , loss of qi and blood, some shocks in the internal organs, this should not be careless, and needs to be raised. However, it can be cured if you take good care of it, so you can rest assured. The old man wrote a few prescriptions, although the young man is weak now, but As long as you take good medicine and take good care of it, you will be able to recover in a few months. There is only one thing that I can't say for sure."

"Doctor, please tell me." Xuan Yi felt a little depressed, this person is still so young, it would be a pity if he suffered from some kind of illness because of this injury.

The old doctor said: "Young Master's head was hit, and there is blood bruising inside, which may affect his body. We will not know the situation until he wakes up."

Xuan Yi was silent, but there was nothing he could do at the moment.

After the doctor went out, Xuan Yi sat by the bed, looked at the unconscious person on the bed, a look of pity flashed in his eyes, and sighed softly: "Who are you, why did you fall off the cliff? Your family must be very anxious now. Don't be afraid, since I rescued you, I will definitely help you to the end."

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The afterglow of the setting sun casts a warm orange light on the room through the window lattice. Not far away, a few homing birds slide over the flying corners of the eaves and hide behind it.

Sitting under the window, Xuan Yi looked down at the handkerchief in his hand.On the bed opposite him, the person who was rescued the day before yesterday was still unconscious.

This person started to have a fever last night, but he was reminded by the old doctor in advance, and all antipyretic drugs, spirits for cooling, cloth towels, etc. were all prepared, so he took care of him without panic.At noon today, the fever subsided, and he was quite relieved at that time, but seeing the sun sinking to the west, and the person still lying quietly without any movement, Xuan Yi felt a little restless in his heart.

The clothes on his body have already been changed. Although the changed clothes are dirty and damaged, Xuan Yi can tell at a glance that the clothes are all made of precious silk brocade. The decoration is low-key but the embroidery is exquisite. A masterpiece.This handkerchief is also the same, although it is small, it is made of ice silk silk from Wan Jin.Because it is used by men, it is not decorated with flowers and incense like women's silk handkerchiefs. It is simply embroidered with a few light-colored auspicious clouds and a graceful and elegant "moon" character on one corner.

All of these things all show that this person was born wealthy.

Moon, is that his name?Xuan Yi pondered in his heart, and couldn't help chewing this word over and over again.

He has already sent people to investigate the cliff where this person fell, and inquired nearby.It stands to reason that such a young man from a rich family would not go out alone, and if something happened to him, the family would definitely send someone to look for him.The subordinates of Shihua Villa are not mediocre, but a whole day has passed, but they have not received any relevant information.Xuan Yi still doesn't know who this person's name is, where he lives, and how he came into such a catastrophe.

Just as he was thinking, his eyes suddenly froze.Xuan Yi got up and walked towards the bed. There was no other reason. He felt that the breathing rhythm of the person on the bed had changed, and he must be waking up.

When those clear eyes opened again, Xuan Yi found that his heartbeat was a little out of control.

He kept his voice in the most gentle and natural state, so as not to startle the little man who was still weak after turning around from the gate of hell: "Are you awake? How do you feel now, is there any discomfort?"

Struggling to wake up from the drowsiness, it seemed as if submerged in deep water for a long time and finally surfaced, fresh breath poured into the internal organs, blowing away all the suppressed turbidity in the body like a breeze.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he bumped into a pair of warm eyes. When he saw this person, he felt so kind in his heart...

"Who are you?" He asked timidly.As soon as I made a sound, I felt my throat was dry and sore. I didn't have any strength, and the sound I made was just like a kitten meowing softly.The pain in the body also became more obvious.

Xuan Yi poured a glass of water, gently lifted him up, handed the glass to his bloodless lips, and fed him a few mouthfuls of hot water.

"Do you want more?" Xuan Yi asked softly, the other party shook his head, Xuan Yi put down the cup, and supported his head to make him lie down safely.

Xuan Yi sat by the bed and looked at each other with a smile, and said, "My name is Xuan Yi. I found you under the cliff outside Ziyun Town yesterday morning and brought you back."

Xuan Yi...

He recited the name silently. Although he didn't know which word it was, he felt a throbbing in his heart.It's a strange feeling...

The name of the owner of Shihua Villa is taboo, as long as one is in today's martial arts, there are very few people who don't know it.Xuan Yi saw that he was even more dazed when he heard his name, and he recognized in his heart that the other party was not a martial artist.In fact, when he checked the other party's injury earlier, he had opened the pulse gate, and the other party's dantian was empty and had no internal strength.

Seeing that he was in good spirits, Xuan Yi continued: "What's your name?"

What is my name……

He blinked in confusion, eyes full of confusion.

There seemed to be a fog of invisible fingers in my mind, I couldn't see anything clearly, I couldn't remember anything...

Who am I and what is my name?

His already pale face became even uglier, and his eyes became helpless and frightened.

"I don't know." He murmured, "I can't remember anything, I don't know who I am..." There was some panic in the last sentence.

Amnesia?

Xuan Yi was also stunned, and then he thought of what the doctor said before, the injury on his head...

When he looked again, the person on the bed looked like a breast beast that had lost its shelter, tearful, timid, trembling with his arms around the quilt, his pitiful appearance suddenly made him feel that his heart was being grabbed by a big hand, tightly clenched. It hurts.

Xuan Yi patted the other party clumsily across the quilt, and comforted him with gentle words: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, um, yes, with me here, I won't let anyone bully you. Take care of your wounds, doctor Said that you have blood in your brain, it will recover after a long time. Don't be afraid."

The suppressed sobbing gradually stopped, he hid behind the quilt and looked at the man, the comfort of the man seemed to have magical power, making him willing to entrust and trust.Slowly stretched out a hand from under the quilt, grabbed the hem of the other party's clothes, and whispered: "Don't leave me behind."

"No, unless it's your will, I will never abandon you." Xuan Yi instinctively grabbed that hand and made a solemn promise to him.

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In the evening, Xuan Yi personally fed the man half a bowl of porridge and a bowl of bitter medicine.The other party was very obedient, and although he was frowned by the smell of the medicine, he drank it all without saying a word.Most of the time, he stared straight at Xuan Yi, his eyes full of attachment.Rao Xuan Yi thought his heart was strong enough, but in the end he also felt that his face was a little hot.

He remembered that when Xuan Lang was a child, he brought back an abandoned puppy outside the villa when he was a child. After the puppy was able to open its eyes, the first person it saw was Xuan Lang. For a period of time, Xuan Lang was the only one sticking to him, and when he wanted to hug him, he would scratch him with his paws, and if he didn't see Xuan Lang for a while, he would whine, making people feel sore.

Is he to this person now, just like Xuan Lang was to that puppy back then?But dogs are naturally incomparable with humans. For that puppy, wherever there is a bright light, there is its warm nest. Every day, it eats enough, sleeps enough, and runs happily. , the days passed happily.But this person is different. He has his own thoughts, his own life, and his own affiliation. He suddenly cut off his connection with the past.At that time, when he grabbed his clothes, he really wanted to grab a life-saving straw and get out of this barren dead swamp of memory, right?

When Xuan Yi thought about it like this, he felt a burst of boredom in his heart, as if, a little distressed?

He watched the other party wash his mouth softly, leaned on the pillow and stared at himself, there was an unconcealable bewilderment in the depths of his eyes, he couldn't help reaching out his hand to touch the other party's head, and said, "Don't be afraid. "

"Well, you're here, I'm not afraid." The man said, his voice was soft but clear.

"By the way, look at this handkerchief, do you have any impression?" Xuan Yi took out the handkerchief that he had looked at for a long time from his sleeve, and handed it to him.Maybe seeing this embroidered personal thing, this person can think of something.