see you again in the future

Walking into the house, the dust is very thick.Jiang Mingli led the way, walked further and further in, and stopped in front of a very clean gate.

"arrive."

An Qingxi walked there, touched it with her hand, "This is it." She felt a sense of familiarity.

Pushing the door open, everything here is open and bright, and it looks like it is often cleaned by someone, "Where is the medicine?"

"No." Jiang Mingli said without changing his expression.

An Qingxi did not speak, she was in the laboratory, walking from here to there, from there to other places. "I should have prepared my own medicine here before. Where is it?"

"It's in the back warehouse. However, there shouldn't be any. I've searched for it."

"Take me there."

Follow Jiang Mingli to go there, bottles and cans are piled up in the storage room.

An Qingxi just looked at the bottles like this, walking inside, a bottle of red liquid was shining, "I know, it's it." After finishing speaking, she took a sip, and turned around after drinking, she was looking at Jiang Ming. away from a smile.

This smile looks good.

Seeing the empty bottle in her hand, Jiang Mingli hurried over, "Have you drank it? This one may not be real." He was so afraid that this was true, and also that this was not true.

An Qingxi put the empty bottle into Jiang Mingli's hand, "No way."

An Qingxi left after finishing speaking. She walked out of the laboratory and her former home. The effect of the medicine had indeed improved, and her head hurt a little.But she had to go home first, at least, to restore this memory was to want a home.

After running around all the way, it finally arrived.My head hurts even more.

"Dad, Mom, I'm back."

In this technological world, there are always some anti-technical villages or cities appearing.An Mu did fall in such a place.

The custom of this place is to advocate antiquity, and to continue to practice those old etiquette, customs and etiquette. To be exact, it is an ancient time.For An Mu, it should be regarded as a primitive tribe.

An Mu has been in a coma here for three days.Today, he finally woke up.

An Mu blinked, "What kind of strange place is this?" That's what he thought in his heart.

He lifted the quilt and got out of bed, this shoe?boots?He got up and walked outside, the quaint small courtyard, people in long gowns.An Mu speculated in his heart that this should be the place called Baigu City.

The owner of this house seems to be back.

"You recovered?" He was very cold.

"Well, yes." An Mu continued, "Did you save me?"

"That's right." He said again, "I'll find someone to take you away in a while." After speaking, he left.

"Wait. Thank you." An Mu said sincerely.

"No, you should know where this is, we have nothing to do with each other."

"Okay. So is there anything you need to help with? I want to do something before I go."

He nodded, "Then you come with me."

An Mu followed the gentleman to another small room in the yard, where there were several books piled up on the table.

"Help me finish copying these books." "Here is the paper, do you know how to use the brush?"

"Yes. My father taught me once."

He nodded, before An Mu could say anything, he had already left the hut. "Sir, I didn't have time to ask what your name is?" An Mu said to himself.

He must have heard it. "Rong Wen."

"Okay." An Mu felt that this person must be a lover.

Picking up the pen, adjusting the ink, and carefully copying it out word by word.I remember, when I was a child, my father told him that the current era is developing too fast, and many things in the past have been lost. He said,

If you have time, you must come to Baigucheng.Maybe this is too inconsistent with the development of the city, and even grows against the times, but there are many charms that cannot be felt here.

The ancient customs here really make life a lot quieter.Although it is very inconvenient in life, such as copying books.

On the other side, Rong Wen went to find the city lord and explained the situation.

"I'll make arrangements that night and send him away." The city lord is a woman who is easy to negotiate.

"Okay." Rong Wen said again, "This time it's still the same as before, taking Wangsancao."

"Yes. Rong Wen, if you can't let go, you can go out together."

Rong Wen remained silent, nodded slightly, and walked out.

It was raining lightly outside, and he swayed back slowly by himself.