ruthlessly difficult

Wu Qing blinked, but still hadn't reacted.When she raised her head, she saw that the person chasing her before was fighting with another group of people who came out of nowhere.Behind the two groups of people, a teenager in a pink shirt was watching her from a distance.There was no ripple in his eyes, but he was playing with a mobile phone with a pink case in his hand.She remembered that it was a sign of feeling restless.Although I haven't seen him for many years, and he is no longer the girl in the past, Wu Qing can still recognize that person at a glance.

It's a little flower.

The fighting between the two groups ended soon. Some of the people who were chasing Wu Qing ran away, while others were arrested.Only then did Xiao Hua put away her phone and walked towards Wu Qing.Wu Qing rubbed her forehead with her still moving right hand, thinking about what to do with her left hand that seemed to be dislocated.But it seemed too difficult to handle with only one hand, so she gave up thinking for a second.

"Long time no see." Raising her right hand as a greeting to Xiao Hua, Wu Qing smiled at him.Xiaohua froze for a moment, the expression on her face seemed to be a little surprised.

After a while, Xiaohua also smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to recognize me. Long time no see, Xiaoqing."

After all, this is not a place to talk, so Wu Qing followed Xiao Hua to a tea house.The dislocation of the left hand has been healed on the way, and the other wounds have also been simply treated with medicine.After turning several corners, the two arrived at the box inside.There was already a girl about twelve or thirteen years old sitting in the box, sitting at the table playing with a porcelain cup filled with hot tea.The girl's skin is very white, the kind of snow white without a trace of blemish.With that delicate little face, she is as beautiful as a porcelain doll.The girl jumped up from her seat as soon as she saw them coming.

"You guys are back! I almost smothered me!" Hearing the girl's cute complaint, Wu Qing couldn't help laughing.I haven't seen her for many years, and Xiuxiu is still that eccentric Xiuxiu.

After talking with the two for a while, Wu Qing learned the truth about being attacked this morning from Xiao Hua.It turns out that the letter she sent to Xiao Hua was hijacked, and Xiao Hua's enemies wanted to tie her up to threaten Xiao Hua.Wu Qing was even more puzzled when she heard this. Based on those letters alone, how did she decide that she was worthy of being kidnapped?You know, there were more than ten people chasing her this morning!Just to catch someone who wrote to Xiao Hua?Don't take such a free time, right?

"They thought you were my little girlfriend in other places." When Xiaohua said this with a smile in her eyes, Wu Qing almost spit out the tea in her mouth.This is too creative, too imaginative, right?With regard to those uninspiring topics in the letter, they can still regard her as Xiao Hua's girlfriend?

Seeing Wu Qing's unbelievable expression, Xiao Hua smiled.He leaned forward and moved his face closer to her: "I seldom answer letters, that's the one I usually answer."

Even though she knew that Xiaohua was probably teasing her, but at this moment when she sounded girlish and shy, and started to think wildly, Wu Qing subconsciously looked at Xiuxiu at the side.I saw that Xiuxiu's fair and tender face was swollen into a steamed stuffed bun, which seemed to be a bit tasty.A little girl of this age may not know much about love, but the possessiveness of the person she likes is regardless of age.

"So they misunderstood?" Wu Qing replied a little uncomfortably after moving back calmly.Seeing this, Xiaohua didn't say anything, and sat back in her original position, the smile on her face didn't waver at all.

"Correct."

After talking to Xiaohua and Xiuxiu all afternoon, Wu Qing's purpose of coming to Beijing can be regarded as fulfilled.Wu Qing booked an evening bus ticket back to Changsha, and they had dinner together, and Xiao Hua drove her to the station.After waving goodbye to Xiuxiu, Wu Qing sat in the back seat of the car.There were only her and Xiaohua left, and for a moment they didn't know what to say.There was silence in the car, and the atmosphere suddenly cooled down.

Suddenly, Xiaohua said: "You care about Xiuxiu?"

Wu Qing couldn't react, her eyes were full of confusion.She cares about Xiuxiu?What's the meaning?

"I have nothing to do with Xiuxiu, she is still a little girl." Xiaohua didn't know if she didn't see Wu Qing's doubts or something, and continued talking on her own.Wu Qing understood after hearing this, it turned out that Xiao Hua was afraid that she would be regarded as someone who would not spare even little girls!

Wu Qing couldn't help laughing, but she still thought about saying something to Xiuxiu: "You're not young anymore, you're already a big girl."

Xiao Hua smiled, but didn't answer.After these few words, the atmosphere became more relaxed.The two continued to chat and chatted all the way to the station.Before boarding the train, Xiao Hua stuffed a note into Wu Qing's hand.

"My cell phone, remember to call me if you have anything to do in the future." Xiao Hua still had that comfortable smile, waved to Wu Qing, and the train started.

When it came to college time in Changsha, Wu Qing didn't spend much time in college.Most of the time, she is helping third uncle with things.Doing and learning at the same time, although he has never taken over any important job, he has become familiar with the third uncle's subordinates.Whenever a guy was injured by the angry third uncle, Wu Qing would take over the job of bandaging them.Listen to what happened, and comfort their emotions by the way.Occasionally, some blind people think that Wu Qing is young and can be bullied, and want her to lobby her third uncle, but most of these people can't see the sun of the next day.No matter how deep she has stepped in this line, Wu Qing has only one insistence—she will never fight.The reason is only known to her. People who have already died once are always particularly afraid of death.The third uncle also asked Wu Qing, but she just smiled and didn't say anything.

After graduating from university, Wu Qing returned to Hangzhou on the pretext of being homesick.Working for Wu Xie at Xiling Yinshe, and working as a buddy with Wang Meng, life is quite comfortable.In the past few months, I occasionally went to Changsha to help my third uncle, and after a long time, I settled in this shop.She has learned to fight but can't fight, and has entered the profession but works as a boy in her brother's shop. No one knows what she wants to do.Wu Qing didn't intend to tell anyone, and anyone who asked would just smile.In fact, she was just waiting, waiting for the day when the plot would start.

The days in Xiling Yinshe passed quickly, two years passed in a blink of an eye.On an afternoon no different from usual, Wu Xie had nothing to do and was sitting at the front desk flipping through the notes left by his grandfather.Wu Qing habitually found a corner, flipping through the notes in her hands.Because she has no confidence in her memory, she has already written down the plots she still remembers.Just in case, the names of the places and people above are code names.During those years in Changsa, Wu Qing almost never took out this notebook for fear of being noticed.In the past two years in Hangzhou, she watched it several times a day, just to write down all the content before the plot started.This kind of thing cannot exist when the Wu family's generation officially stands on the stage.