[Douluo x Jian Wang 3] The sun and moon remain the same

After Dai Mubai settled Tang San and several others, he hurried to the venue for the fourth exam and saw that Lu Jiu had packed up the hidden weapons all over the floor and was sitting under the tree meditating. The little white cat was lying on his back. Napping on his lap.

He looked calm, as if the injured person was not him.

"Lu Jiu, come on, I'll take you to the dormitory." Dai Mubai said. Lu Jiu opened his eyes and smiled when he saw Dai Mubai's hair that was slightly blown by the wind, and followed Dai Mubai obediently.

Dai Mubai started to speak but stopped several times along the way. He felt that this young man named Lu Jiu was a little confused. Lu Jiu felt that Dai Mubai couldn't understand that the arrogant big cat in the hotel was completely different from the smooth-haired Dai Mubai now.

"Ahem!" Dai Mubai cleared his throat, thinking he should say something: "Well, your dormitory, with Tang San. Xiaowu and Ning Rongrong share a dormitory." As he walked, he introduced everyone in the school Regarding the use of the house, he didn't hear Lu Jiu's response for a long time, and then suddenly remembered that the other party couldn't speak.

He turned around in embarrassment and saw Lu Jiu innocently holding up a small notebook [Thank you, senior. 】 Dai Mubai almost choked to death on his own saliva. He coughed and inhaled violently. He hesitated for a long time and finally asked: "Lu Jiu, you seem to have a lot of combat experience." Lu Jiu lowered his head and did not accept Dai Mubai's words. Walking silently next to the other person.

"Sorry, I didn't want to inquire about your privacy, I'm just a little curious." Dai Mubai quickly explained, fearing that Lu Jiu would misunderstand that he was inquiring about some secret.

Needless to say, Zhao Wuji's skills were not easy to let go because he was a student, but Lu Jiu's prediction alone was already very concerning. This kind of thing cannot be explained by the word talent. Passed.

But as a brother, although Tang San was very strong compared to Lu Jiu, his fighting spirit was obviously weaker than Lu Jiu's. Dai Mubai couldn't figure out the reason.

From the corner of his eye, he glanced at Lu Jiu, who had his head lowered. He didn't pick up the notebook, which meant that he had no intention of answering the question.

It is understandable if you think about it, Lu Jiu and Dai Mubai are not familiar with each other. They just reported at Shrek today, so there would be a problem if they immediately became fully friends with each other. Thinking of this, Dai Mubai stopped asking any more questions and changed the topic.

"We're here." Dai Mubai sent Lu Jiu to the door of a wooden house: "Tang San, he probably fainted due to loss of strength. You don't have to worry too much. Although Teacher Zhao doesn't speak well, he is still a very nice person." Jiu nodded, opened the door and entered the room.

The room is not big, about ten square meters, and the floor and furniture are almost all made of wood, as if they were made from local materials. Two beds were placed opposite each other in two corners of the room. On one side was a bedside table against the wall, and on the other side was a writing desk and some cabinets for storing things.

In the middle of the room is a small wooden table with three stools surrounding it. This room has obviously been temporarily cleaned. Everything is old, but very clean.

Tang San was lying on the bed on the left, already placed properly. Although Dai Mubai looks like a playboy, he is still very careful in his work.

Putting the little white cat on the desk, Lu Jiu took off the small cloth bag on his body. He wasn't as lucky as Tang San. He hadn't encountered a suitable soul guide so far, so he just kept his ordinary things in Tang San's Twenty-Four Bridges on a Bright Moon Night.

Because of the battle with Zhao Wuji, Lu Jiu basically couldn't have the clothes he wore. Just as he was taking off his clothes and planning to change into another set, he heard a knock on the door of the room, and Dai Mubai's voice came from outside the door: "It's me, Lu Jiu. Your injuries need to be bandaged. I brought medicine and gauze."

Lu Jiu was stunned for a moment, then quickly put on a coat and opened the door. Dai Mubai stood outside the door holding the medicine box: "Do you need my help?" Lu Jiu shook his head.

Since Lu Jiu himself said he didn't need it, Dai Mubai didn't insist on helping. He handed the medicine box to Lu Jiu: "The medicines in here are all good medicines. You can apply it on the wound tomorrow and it will be cured..." He He stopped mid-sentence.

Lu Jiu was only wearing a coat on his upper body. Probably because of Lu Jiu's movements, the sleeves of the coat slipped to the crook of his hands. Dai Mubai originally planned to put down his things and leave, but the wound on Lu Jiu's wrist attracted his attention.

His eyes were full of surprise and confusion. Lu Jiu suddenly pulled his hand away, and the medicine box fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Tang San was lying on the bed and suddenly woke up when he heard the noise. Turning around, he saw Dai Mubai standing outside the door, and Lu Jiu standing inside with his hands behind his back. The other person was hurriedly putting down his sleeves, and there was a medicine box that fell to the ground. Tang San immediately understood what had happened, and with alarm bells ringing in his heart, he struggled and said, "I'll just come and bandage Xiaojiu. Thank you, senior."

Dai Mubai, who felt deeply that he was rude, picked up the medicine box on the ground and handed it to Tang San: "Well, okay. You guys should have a good rest, I'll leave first."

Watching Dai Mubai walk away, Tang San closed the door and pulled Lu Jiu to the bedside to sit down. He said softly: "Bandage the wound first." Lu Jiu nodded and allowed Tang San to carefully take off his coat. , apply ointment to the injured area, and finally wrap it with gauze.

"Does it still hurt?" Tang San asked, and Lu Jiu shook his head. Tang San wanted to change the topic and glanced at the scenery outside the window.

Only the sun's radiance remained, the sky gradually turned into dark blue, and a faint moon shape could already be seen on the horizon. It should be a moonlit night with few stars.

"Xiaojiu, go to bed early tonight. You have to go to class tomorrow and you have to go out to practice." Tang San turned back to look at Lu Jiu, his eyes as clear and translucent as the bright moon. Lu Jiu actually didn't want to go out anymore. It was a really tiring day today.

Because of the injuries on his body, Lu Jiu could only wait until he felt better tomorrow morning before taking a shower. Originally at the Notting Junior Soul Master Academy, after the initial period, Tang San and Lu Jiu gradually became richer, bought new quilts, and slept separately.

But tonight, Tang San was lying on the same bed as Lu Jiu like he had done when he was a child. His hands gently patted each other, as if coaxing a baby to sleep, and his voice was soft, murmuring: "Xiao Jiu, no matter what happened It’s over, and I will always be with you.”

Lu Jiu tightened his grip on the quilt in his hand. In fact, he didn't remember where these injuries came from. He only knew that they existed before he woke up, and they were not new.

The other party had already seen it when he first asked for help at Tang San's house. At that time, he didn't ask anything, just whispered to him over and over again.

"Xiaojiu, don't be afraid."

"I will always be with you."

"No matter what happens, you still have me."

"The past is in the past, none of that matters."

"Little wine... sleep peacefully..."

How many nights did he gradually get rid of nightmares and fall asleep under Tang San's murmurings? It wasn't until he went to school that he felt better.

In fact, Lu Jiu wanted to explain to Tang San, but even he himself couldn't remember where these injuries came from, the wounds left by the sharp blade on his wrists, and the small burns on his arms.

No matter what Lu Jiu thought, he just couldn't remember. His mind went blank, as if he was discovered by Dai Mubai today. He just instinctively wanted to hide these things. It seemed that someone was controlling Lu Jiu in his mind to prevent him from telling others.

Dai Mubai returned to his room, but what he just saw flashed through his mind again and again. The clothes Lu Jiu wore before were long-sleeved and the collar almost covered his neck. It could be said that they were tight.

But the loose coat just now exposed the skin that was wrapped before. The wounds on Lu Jiu's wrists were obviously not from the battle with Zhao Wuji, but old wounds.

Moreover, Dai Mubai has very good eyesight. Even if he only glanced at the wounds, he could see that the skin on them was stretched. It was probably about ten years old.

Dai Mubai turned his hands and looked at his smooth wrist. It was difficult for others to achieve this position. But he really couldn't figure it out. Based on the few contacts he had with Lu Jiu, he didn't think that the other person would do such a thing.

The door of the room was opened, and now there are several new students coming into the school, and the housing is limited. Dai Mubai and Oscar live in the same bedroom. And it was Oscar who opened the door.

Oscar looked at Dai Mubai, who was staring at him thoughtfully, and shuddered: "Boss Dai, why are you looking at me like that?" Dai Mubai paused and asked, "What do you think happened to you? Do you want to commit suicide?" Oscar was shocked: "No way, Boss Dai, when did you become so decadent?"

Dai Mubai rolled his eyes: "Get lost."

Sitting on his bed, Oscar looked at the wooden roof: "I don't know, I always thought that only cowards would choose this path."

"Shut up." Dai Mubai's tone was rare and stern, and Oscar looked at him in confusion. Dai Mubai's face was as dark as water: "Don't say this again."

If it hadn't been to that point, no one knew what would have happened.