Rebirth of the Hidden World's Only Daughter

Chapter 173
After speaking, he got up and walked slowly towards the door.

His background is thin and feeble, the sun is shining brightly outside the window, and the surroundings are bustling, but at this time he looks so lonely!Yujian knew that he was hiding something, no matter whether it was related to her or not, that memory must be painful!

The old man's stubbornness is well known, but how many people can understand his hard-spoken and soft-hearted?No matter what he encounters, he will always try his best to help, but he will not show his concern at all!

The purpose of entering the teahouse today is to use its mobile news to expand the scope and try to find out the news of the time compass from various populations. Yu Jian has never mentioned this matter to him at all, and he doesn't even understand how he knew about it. ...

During this period of time, the old man was not a kind grandfather no matter whether he was in front of people or behind him, but it was undeniable that he really cared about him. Constant things, but these things the old man is unwilling to mention!

The past seems to be cut off here, the clouds in the sky seem to be stained by overturned ink, and the air becomes dull.

A heavy rain is coming, the tea customers dispersed one after another, the waiters cleaned the tea house, after Yu Jian bid farewell to the shopkeeper, not far from the door, the rain began to pour down!
The long-time heavy rain, the pedestrians rushing to hide from the rain, the streets were bustling for a while, and then slowly quieted down.

Yujian hid in a small porch by the river, blowing her hair through the wind of the rain, and slowly blowing the gauze skirt, people who passed by would always comment on people's length, pointing to her scars and saying Short, it doesn't matter to her whether she hears it or not!

Suddenly the sleeve was pulled down, looked down, it was a child, he smiled with his head up, showing a mouthful of teeth, very cute.

He held an oiled paper umbrella in one hand and a sugar figurine in the other. Seeing Yu Jian looking at him, he stretched out his hand and stuffed the oiled paper umbrella to her, turned around and ran, and disappeared in an instant.

There were few pedestrians on the road, and everyone looked unfamiliar. Yu Jian looked at the umbrella in her hand, very puzzled, opened it, and found nothing else, it was just an ordinary oil-paper umbrella!When I looked up again, the street was already deserted.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the tile roof above the head was worn out, and the water had slowly seeped into it. I squeezed the umbrella in my hand, but still propped it up.

The blue brick alley was exceptionally clean, and the sound of rain echoed everywhere, just one inattention caused a cold, and it was obvious that it could be avoided, but it just couldn't.

Looking up, an oil-paper umbrella covered the sky.

When he returned to the hospital, Liu Jie saw that she was in a mess, and wanted to teach her a lesson, but he couldn't bear to see her suffer, so he said a few words loudly, and went into the kitchen to make ginger soup.

The rain had subsided a little, and the empty yard was wet and lifeless. Liu Jie was still walking with a cane in one hand and a porcelain bowl in the other. He walked to her room and stood still, his breath getting heavier, trying to calm down, regaining his usual seriousness before pushing the door in.

"Damn girl, don't worry at all, drink this stuff quickly!"

Hearing the voice, Yu Jian put down the pen in her hand, looked up at him, and was slightly taken aback. He had already come to the front and put down the hot tea soup, pressed down the ink-stained manuscript, and said, "I have been drawing these all day long. Weird things, waste of energy!"

Yu Jian looked at the two drops of soup splashed on the artwork, smiled, picked up the ginger tea, and drank it in one gulp. The warmth was enough to dispel all the chills, and she smiled at him: "Thank you!"

"What are you thankful for? It's my duty to save the dying and heal the wounded!" Liu Jie looked out the window with a confused look on his face, and said frivolously, "You have been in Ye City for a while, do you plan to keep searching like this forever?"

"Well, besides this, I can't think of any other way!" She looked at him with a smile: "Could it be that Grandpa has any good ideas?"

Liu Jie looked at her coldly: "It's not a good idea, I just saw that you often go to Xiulou recently, if there is a chance to get close to the young master of the Mu family, making friends with him will be more useful than drawing a thousand pictures by you! "

Yu Jian was stunned, and smiled: "Make friends? Are you teaching me to cling to the powerful?"

Liu Jie's complexion changed, and he frowned and said: "That's not what I mean..." After thinking for a while, he said: "Forget it, you can think whatever you like, that's probably what it means, there's nothing wrong with clinging to the powerful !"

Yu Jian knew his temperament well, so she followed suit and said, "Okay, I will work hard!"

She lowered her head and continued what she was doing, and was silent for a while, thinking that Liu Jie had gone out, but she heard him ask: "Who gave that umbrella?"

The pen in his hand paused, slowed down, and continued to swish: "A friend!"

"A friend? What friend?"

"To a friend, a good friend!"

Liu Jie fell silent again, as if thinking about something.

In the room, there are green gauze curtains, green curtains, crystal bead curtains hanging in front of the bed, and carved curved bookcases as partitions, leaving a place filled with the fragrance of books.

Every detail here is meticulous and elegant. From the very beginning, I felt that it didn't match the old man's temperament, and it didn't seem like it was prepared for me according to my preferences.

"You've asked so many questions, it's time for me to ask you!"

Liu Jieyu glanced at her, but did not refuse.

Yu Jian put down the pen in her hand and asked: "Every corner of this room is perfect and impeccable. I don't know its meaning, but I know that you have always maintained it carefully, but now you let me live in it. What's the relationship between me and it?"

She looked at him cautiously, only to find that his thick eyelids were trembling slightly, but his expression did not change a bit, she just said: "You will understand these things in the future, don't ask nonsense now! It's late at night, go to bed early!"

He stood up on crutches, and Yu Jian went to help him, but he refused to let him go out step by step on crutches. Sure enough, he was stubbornly suppressing his emotions. It seemed that this room was not only related to him. The relationship is even more meaningful to him...

Vaguely, I thought of the baby girl who was still in the swaddle and the boy who made a promise. What do they have to do with this place?

In the past, Liu Jie couldn't bear to mention it all the time. After those things, he didn't say anything, didn't mention it again, maybe it was because of his own difficulties!
He doesn't want to say it now, maybe it's an old saying, the time hasn't come yet!That being the case, why bother to force it!

Shi Shi Luo's whereabouts are far away, and I'm really afraid that everything will be in vain. After packing up the manuscripts, I suddenly remembered Liu Jie's words.

"If there is a chance to get close to the son of the Mu family, making friends with him is more useful than drawing a thousand pictures!"

Think about it carefully, is he implying something, or else he wouldn't have said such a thing according to his temperament!
(End of this chapter)