Sweetie, your vest is off again!

Chapter 8 They Are Really Alike
The story is about a big bad wolf who picked up a little rabbit on the way home. Since then, the little rabbit has regarded the big bad wolf's house as his own home, and the big bad wolf has been protecting the little rabbit from harm everywhere. , They experienced a lot of wind and rain together, and finally grew up slowly.

At the end of the story, the big bad wolf becomes invincible and powerful, and the little rabbit also becomes powerful and becomes the most powerful assistant of the big bad wolf.

The immature style of painting shows Wen Nuan's longing and pursuit of life. Her only wish is to be with Brother Big Bad Wolf forever.

On the last page of the picture book, in front of the big bad wolf in armor, there is a big little rabbit standing, smiling and saying to the big bad wolf, "Brother, your little rabbit has grown up!"

Ye Mohan held the album in his arms, tears flowed down the corners of his eyes onto the pillow, his chapped lips, and a hoarse voice, "Little rabbit, come back when you grow up, okay?"

six years later...

A black car was parked in a high-end commercial area, Zuo Bingchen looked back at Ye Mohan, "Brother, this is the address that Xiaoai traced, but the area is so large, how do we find it?"

Ye Mohan's amber eyes stared at a row of bustling commercial streets outside, and his brows slowly frowned.

Xiao Ai is the fifth-generation robot tracking system he developed, so there shouldn't be any mistakes, but it's just too noisy here, and it's really difficult to find the legendary 'medical saint'.

He pointed to the tea house decorated in an ancient style, and slightly pursed his lips, "Get out of the car and go have a cup of tea!"

Zuo Bingchen didn't figure out his routine, and muttered, "Still in the mood to drink tea? The second child has been unconscious for more than a month, and if he can't find the doctor, I'm afraid he will die."

Ye Mohan glanced at Zuo Bingchen, and said coldly, "If you don't want to drink, just sit in the car and wait."

"Who doesn't want to drink? I'm so thirsty that I'm going to smoke. You said it's only May in Sioux City, and the weather can kill people!"

The two entered the tea house, and the waiter took them to sit in a remote corner, waiting for a pot of white tea to be delivered.

The tea house is very quiet, and occasionally someone can hear someone talking in a low voice. Zuo Bingchen looked around the interior decoration and couldn't help sighing, "Brother, you said that Sucheng is a beautiful place, with beautiful mountains and clear waters, and there are so many beauties, even this The small teahouses are all pretending to be very stylish, hey! Brother, do you think we will have a beautiful encounter here or something?"

Zuo Bingchen rolled his eyes, recalling the beautiful cheongsam woman he saw at Xiaoqiao Liushui yesterday.

Ye Mohan didn't speak, he was drinking hot tea with his head sullen, and the moment he raised his eyes, he saw a grey-haired old man in a dilemma facing a game of Go.

The old man plays two roles, sitting here for a while, taking a step, and sitting there for a while, taking a step, it seems that he is having a great time.

Ye Mohan put down the cup in his hand, walked to the old man, "Old man, if you don't mind, I can play a game with you."

The old man's glasses were on the bridge of his nose, and he looked at Ye Mohan with a raised eyelid and a smile, "Young man, let's try it?"

When meeting opponents at chess, the old man was of course very happy, and then he talked more.

"Young man, let me tell you, I am an old man who can beat me except for my naughty apprentice, others, hehe, it is very difficult!"

The old man was very proud, while stroking his beard, while thinking.

Ye Mohan just smiled lightly, "Really? Then I want to see it today."

In less than an hour, the old man who said he had never lost before lost three games in a row. Zuo Bingchen, who was watching the match, laughed secretly.

This old man didn't make a draft before bragging. Besides, who is my brother, can ordinary people win?

The sky gradually darkened, and there was never any deviation in the chess game between the two, but the balance kept tilting towards Ye Mohan.

The old man lost five games in a row, and felt a little anxious, keeping his eyes on the movement at the door.

When a girl in a white dress and ponytail came in, the old man smiled and waved to the girl as if seeing a savior.

"My good apprentice is out of school? Hurry up and help me as a teacher, I have already lost several games."

The girl snorted softly, put her schoolbag on a study table in the corner of the bar, and while holding the book out, she said, "Old man, if you can't do it, just admit defeat, don't hang around there, you will suffer for your face!"

The old man was bullied by the girl. Not only was he not angry, but he still put on a stern face, "My little Nuan Nuan loves master the most, doesn't he? Hurry up and help the master. If you win, the master will treat you to ice cream. What's wrong with that house?" Damn, okay?"

The girl put down her book, grabbed an apple from the fruit plate on the bar, bit it and walked over.

She took a chair, sat upside down on it, stared at the chessboard for a few minutes, and slowed down the apple she was chewing.

From Ye Mohan's point of view, this game of chess has become a dead game, no matter which piece the opponent moves, he will definitely lose.

Ye Mohan slowly moved his eyes away from the chessboard and landed on the girl in front of him.

Ye Mohan was instantly petrified when he saw the girl's fair face and those clean eyes.

It had been six years, and his heart, which had been dead for six years, suddenly beat faster.

He couldn't help but hold the chess piece in his hand tightly, and soon, there was a thin layer of sweat between the chess piece and the palm of his hand.

The girl's eyebrows and eyes are very similar to his little rabbit, the only difference is that his little rabbit can't speak, and his little rabbit is more well-behaved than this one.

When Ye Mohan was in a trance, suddenly, the girl took a bite of the apple and cursed, "Damn old man, it's lucky that I play chess so badly, otherwise even a god wouldn't be able to save you!"

The old man smiled like a dog leg, "Aren't you the little fairy of my bad old man? How about it? Can you win?"

The girl held the apple in her mouth, and held the sunspot in her small white hand, without hesitating for a moment, she placed it on the chessboard.

Then, he smiled at the old man, "Old man, I want two ice creams!"

Zuo Bingchen understood more or less, leaned over to take a look, and couldn't help but swear, "Damn it, she was saved by a single move in that dead game just now?"

The moment the girl's chess piece fell, Ye Mohan had already seen that he had lost this game.

It's just that he was very puzzled, a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, unexpectedly defeated him, a nine-dan Go player, and what's more, the girl was killed halfway.

Ye Mohan put down the chess pieces, smiled lightly at the girl, "I lost this game, I'll buy ice cream."

There was no expression on the girl's face, she just said indifferently, "I want vanilla and mango flavors." Then, she returned to the bar with half an apple in her mouth.

Ye Mohan's blood was just about to boil, but because of the girl's words, it gradually eased. His little rabbit is allergic to mangoes, which cannot be changed.

He glanced at the girl's back with some disappointment, and his mood fell to the extreme. He couldn't help feeling that there were actually two people who looked so similar in the world.

Ye Mohan grabbed a few chess pieces and started another game with the old man absent-mindedly.

(End of this chapter)