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Chapter 63 Saying So, But I Was Wrong

Several big trees rolled down from the top of the slope, and Yan Huanian, who was in a cold sweat, rolled on the spot with Yu Bailu in his arms, rolling all the way down.

The sky and the earth are spinning, and the two people who keep rolling seem to have no end, rolling all the way to the setting sun.

The brilliant sunlight, through the gaps in the leaves, casts mottled on the egret's face.

She slowly opened her eyes, and saw that the canopy covered her head like a big umbrella, and Yan Huanian, whose forehead was bleeding, lay quietly beside her.

With his eyes closed, Yan Huanian's face became less sharp, and the corners of his mouth became softer, just like when he came down to find her for the first time after going to the fairy gate of Tianjian Mountain.

The young man at that time did not have the sharpness in his eyes when they first met in the alley, and his round cheeks were not as sharp as before. He looked at her a little shyly.

When she lost her father at that time, she cried and threw herself into his arms, and got an extremely warm embrace, which became her spiritual sustenance.

She longs for the lost father's love from Yan Huanian, but Yan Huanian, who is weak and inferior in heart, is immature. During the years when the two grew up together, patience became Yu Bailu's standard.

The boy who was once so beautiful in his memory is now completely unrecognizable; the happy and good times in the past are now nothing but a chicken feather; the two who were once close to each other are now almost strangers.

Yan Huanian's face, which she never tired of seeing and was happy no matter how she looked at it, looked a little ordinary now.

"From this point of view, Leng Rong is really good-looking like a monster."

I remember that there is a saying called "If you are used to fine grains, you will not be able to swallow coarse chaff".

I'm used to seeing Leng Rong's face like a jade fairy, but looking at it again, everyone thinks his appearance is ordinary, and he can't easily change his mind.

Yu Bailu sat up, connected his dislocated arm again, and stretched his hand towards Yan Huanian's face.

The boy's jawline, which was once as sharp as a knife's edge, seemed to scratch his fingers if he touched it, but now it has been polished by time.

"Hey, wake up."

The hand that slapped Yan Huanian's cheek fell on his shoulder, and Yu Bailu pushed hard.

Yan Huanian, who seemed to have gone to another world, didn't respond at all, so Yu Bailu could only push him twice harder.

"Hey. Wake up, wake up. If you don't wake up, I will leave you and go."

Yu Bailu wanted to stand up very immorally, but Yan Huanian, who was lying on the ground, seemed to feel something, and with a "hum chirp", he woke up leisurely.

As soon as Yan Huanian opened his eyes, he immediately grabbed Yu Bailu's shoulders with nervous hands.

"Little Lu, are you alright?"

The blood on Yan Huanian's forehead flowed through his eyes, but he didn't seem to notice it at all.

Yu Bailu sighed softly, took out a handkerchief from his arms, and helped him wipe the blood on his forehead.

Yan Huanian looked like a puppy whose head was being patted by its owner. He sat on the ground obediently and raised his head slightly, staring at Yu Bailu with a smile in his eyes.

Yu Bailu really wanted to stuff the handkerchief into Yan Huanian's hand and let him wipe it off by himself, but when he thought of how desperately he had rushed to save him just now, he gently and slowly wiped his face clean.

"Your forehead, is it okay? Will you feel dizzy and nauseous?"

Yu Bailu was worried that Yan Huanian's head would be shaken. Yan Huanian shook his head, saying that he was fine, and then asked Yu Bailu if he was injured.

When he asked, he happened to find a wound on Bailu's right palm that was stained with grass leaves and blood, and hurriedly took out a veil to wrap it around.

When he just rolled down the hill, he had no idea that Yu Bailu would suddenly grab the grass and try to climb up again, regardless of the risk of his palm being cut and his arm dislocated.

He knew that she was stubborn, but this was the first time he saw Yu Bailu's tough side, and he couldn't help sighing softly.

This soft sigh, fluttering, sighed on Yu Bailu's heart.

In the past, the two went on a mission to hunt monsters together, but Yu Bailu preferred to charge forward, so he was often injured.

At that time, Yan Huanian would always help her with her wounds, complaining about her recklessness, and sighing like an old man, asking when she would be able to take care of herself?
She smiled and said that she dared to be so reckless because she had Yan Huanian as her solid backing that made her feel at ease.

In the past, she trusted him so much.

But the boy who said more than once that he would stay by her side and protect her, left her alone in front of the cliff of grief of losing his master, and left cruelly.

On that day, she suddenly, suddenly grew up.

Faced with the indifference and indifference in Yu Bailu's eyes, Yan Huanian's heart suddenly ached, and he grabbed Yu Bailu's hand, his eyes were full of regret and self-blame.

"Xiao Lu, I'm sorry, I was wrong. I can't disobey Master's order, he has the grace to nurture and teach me."

Yan Huanian revealed all the grievances between his master Baige Zhenren and his senior brother Ding Qisan, as well as the grievances and grievances of Baige Zhenren's seniors who forced him to break up with Yu Bailu.

Yu Bailu, who had never heard Master talk about this past experience, silently withdrew his hand with a serious expression.

"My master, he is not that kind of person."

Every year on the anniversary of Master's death, Master Ding Qisan would mourn for several days, as if he had lost his soul.

The younger brother also often said that his parents were very loving in the past, but it is a pity that his mother died young because of her beauty.

He still remembered that when his mother passed away, he saw his father vomit blood with his own eyes. He was so frightened that he thought his father would go with his mother, so he passed out from crying.

There was a time when Yu Bailu's mother and mother, Mrs. Li, were very keen to help the widower Ding Qisan, who was raising children alone, find a wife, but Ding Qisan sternly refused, and said without hesitation that he only had his dead wife in his heart. One person will never marry again.

Master treats feelings very sincerely, and is not a frivolous person.

Moreover, he is broad-minded, tender-hearted, and willing to help others. He is by no means the nasty villain who molested his junior sister in Bai Ge's mouth.

Yan Huanian firmly believed in his master's words, he said that he knows people but not his heart.But this is not important, what is important is that he has always only had Yu Bailu in his heart and has not changed.

Yu Bailu couldn't take it anymore and stood up from the ground, furious, and glared at Yan Huanian.

"Why is it not important that you tarnish my master's reputation? Also, if your master doesn't agree with you to associate with me, you will sever friendship. Is the friendship between us so worthless?"

Seeing that Yu Bailu was sad and angry, Yan Huanian quickly got up and went to hold Yu Bailu's hand, but she shook off her.

He was so anxious that his lips were frothing, and he hurriedly explained that he was only pretending to break up with her temporarily, and after a while, the master no longer cared about the past, and he and Bai Lu reconnected.

Yu Bailu laughed angrily. First of all, Baige Daoist accused her master Ding Qisan of absolutely framing what she said; secondly, why did Yan Huanian break off diplomatic relations if he wanted to, and reconcile if he wanted to reconcile? He never considered her feeling?
"Sorry, I couldn't discuss it with you. I thought you would understand?"

"Understand what?"

Yu Bailu raised his eyebrows, and Yan Huanian took it for granted, "I thought you would understand that the love between us is as deep as the sea, as firm as a rock, and no matter what happens, it will change."

"So it's my fault?"

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