Chapter 64 What Happened 2
In the early morning, Tong Xiaotu woke up, slowly opened his eyes, and saw a little boy staring at him in a daze.

The boy's light-colored pupils are clear, with a touch of gentleness and a refined aura. At first glance, it reminds one of a smoky landscape painting.

After being stunned for a while, his consciousness became a little clearer, Xiaotu opened his mouth and wanted to call "Brother Carrot", but his throat was dry and completely hoarse.

"Little rabbit, don't talk," he said in a deep voice, exuding a calm temperament from his small body, "the doctor said that Xiaotu should rest more."

After saying this, he explained the reason why he was here. In the past few days, he will take good care of her, just like Uncle Tong.

"Uncle Tong went to the restaurant to get Xiaotu's breakfast. If Xiaotu wants to go home, Uncle Tong can bring Xiaotu today..."

Before the boy could finish speaking, Tong Xiaotu kept shaking his head and whispered softly: "I won't go back, just sing."

I am still thinking about singing to children in remote mountainous areas. Brother Luobo has even written the piano score, and has not rehearsed it yet.

"What a silly rabbit." He didn't know what to say to her, and sighed helplessly, "Does the little rabbit still want to sing?"

Nodding vigorously, there is still a lot of time until the day of the performance. She feels that her voice must be fine after a long time of self-cultivation, at most a day or two.

Made several gestures, meaning "pen" and "paper".

Qi Luobai quickly understood, found a pen and paper for Xiaotu, and hesitated before handing it to her.

Seeing that her palms were still wrapped in thick white bandages, he asked worriedly, "Can Xiaotu write? Will her hands still hurt?"

The girl listened, smiled and shook her head towards the boy.

In fact, they were all skin traumas. Although it was impossible to not hurt at all, after one night, the pain was no longer so bad, and there was no problem at all with holding a pen and writing.

Taking the pen from brother Luobo, Xiaotu wrote in pinyin or Chinese characters: "Little rabbit is fine, I just shouted 'help' too much last night."

Originally I wanted to write "Brother Carrot, don't worry", but Qi Luobai first asked: "Xiaotu, why did you go to the back mountain alone last night?"

Opening her mouth in wonder, she frowned, and turned over a blank page, "Didn't Brother Luobu let Xiaotu go?"

"Me?" Qi Luobai was stunned for a moment, the confusion in his eyes became more serious, "When did I let Xiaotu go?"

As soon as he finished asking, Tong Xiaotu also felt strange.

"There is a boy," she wrote, "Didn't brother Luobu ask a boy to pass a message to Xiaotu to ask Xiaotu to go to the back mountain?"

"Houshan? Why go to Houshan?"

"He said that there are beautiful fireflies in the back mountain, and Brother Carrot wants Little Rabbit to catch fireflies together."

Shaking his head, Qi Luobai already had some clues in his mind, "Who told Xiaotu these words?"

"I don't know the name, but if I see someone, I will definitely recognize him." She took a pen and wrote word by word.

Thinking whether to let everyone gather together, he asked, "Does Xiaotu still remember where he fell down?"

Holding the pen, Tong Xiaotu wrote the character for "well". After finishing writing, she added, "Xiaotu fell into the dry well."

As soon as the word "ha" was written, Qi Luobai was almost furious, his eyes widened, and he said in astonishment: "What?"

No wonder Xiaotu was injured so badly. He fell into a well. He had seen that well before, it was so deep...

 The little fairies who were watching gave a "squeak" and told Miaomiao, did my writing collapse, and when no one commented, I felt very panicked. .

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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