You Are My Rare Passion Chapter 2751: Reluctant

Ye Xingbei: "..."

A lot worse, right? son!

The child is silent again.

Saplings are never afraid of being silent.

Ling Yue doesn't like to talk.

But when he was with Ling Yue, he was never bored.

He can sing a play by himself, so what are you afraid of when others don't speak?

"Little brother," he looked at the child and asked, "Why are you cooking here alone? Where are your parents?"

"Dead." This time, the child did not hesitate and answered bluntly, with a very indifferent voice.

"..." The little sapling was choked.

He murmured for a while, then stood up, walked to the child's side, squatted down again, and patted the child's shoulder, "Little brother, don't be sad, my condolences will change."

Ye Xingbei: "..."

Alas.

She doesn't know what to say about her son anymore.

The child tilted his head to look at him, but said nothing.

"Huh?" Seeing something on the child's neck, the little sapling couldn't help pointing curiously: "Little brother, what's wrong with your neck? Did you rub against something dirty?"

The child pursed his lips and pulled his clothes up.

He tried his best to cover the things around his neck, but the collar was too short, and the little sapling leaned over and could still see it clearly.

The little sapling frowned: "It's a scar! Little brother, your injury is so bad here, it hurts a lot, right? We have medicine, can I give you medicine?"

He grabbed the child's little hand, stood up and dragged him: "little brother, hurry up, I'll take you to apply medicine!"

Sapling's little hands are white, soft and warm.

When the child was caught by the little sapling, his body stiffened and he subconsciously wanted to break free.

But he only struggled slightly, and he didn't break free, so he was not willing to struggle anymore.

It's been a long time since no one has held his hand.

When no one held his hand, he never knew that it turned out that he was just holding his hand, and his dry and barren heart was as satisfied as a sudden warm current.

He was reluctant to break free.

Sapling dragged him toward their camp.

Ye Xingbei noticed that the child's right leg was dragging on the ground, as if he couldn't use his strength, so he quickly stopped the little sapling, "Xiaoshu, don't run, your little brother's leg is hurt."

The little sapling stopped quickly and looked down at Wen Qiuci.

Wen Qiuci also stopped, pursed her lips, and said nothing.

The little sapling looked up at him: "Little brother, did your leg hurt too?"

Wen Qiuci still didn't speak.

The little sapling said: "It's okay, little brother, we have a doctor in our family. Brother Qingrun and Aunt Ya'er are very skilled in medicine. They can definitely cure your leg!"

Gu Junzhu looked back at Gu Chi.

Gu Chi understood, stepped forward quickly, bent down and took Wen Qiuci into his arms.

Since I saw them, I have been indifferent to Wen Qiuci, blushed quickly, and struggled hard: "What are you doing?"

"Don't move," Gu Chi smiled gently to reassure him: "Since your leg is injured, don't walk. The more you walk, the more serious the injury on your leg will be. I will carry you over there."

"Yes, little brother," said the little sapling, "I am injured, my leg is injured, I have to rest in bed and cannot move."

Wen Qiuci, who was struggling originally, saw the clear eyes of the young sapling looking at him with concern, and the strength of the struggle gradually diminished.

Gu Chi took him back to the camp.

A bodyguard has informed Gu Qingrun and Yue Ya'er.

Gu Chi put Wen Qiuci on the small stool, and Gu Qingrun and Yue Ya'er stepped forward to check.