doom clover

A week has passed since Feipu left Yichaoxing, and Sijiang's life in another world is peaceful and comfortable.

The afternoon sun shone into the small and dilapidated single-person house, warming the inside of the house. Wen slightly moved the only low wooden table at home to the door, put a layer of soft blankets on it, and Si Jiang lay on it to bask in the sun. sun.

Although the tender green leaves were wilted by the sun and lay on the table listlessly, Si Jiang was in a very happy mood, and he was extremely obsessed with the sun.

Basking in the sun, yes.

"Cub, it's almost there, if you post again, you will be gone."

Wen slightly couldn't stand it anymore, reached out his hand and picked up the listless boy, and brought him into the room.

Si Jiang rubbed against Wen Shao's palm weakly, and said in a breathless voice: "I, Si Jiang, must die from the sun."

"December [-] people beware, something very bad is going to happen today."

A cold female voice came from the old-fashioned TV, and Si Jiang turned to look.

In this era of advanced technology, it is Wen Shao's ability to find such a small and old desktop TV.

On the screen, the witch with a narrow chin said softly: "There is no solution, everyone try not to go out today."

"Why are you watching this show again?"

Si Jiang was put on the sofa by Wen slightly.

Wen Shao is not a superstitious person, but he likes this show very much, to be precise, he likes this witch very much.

You don't have to eat, you don't need to sleep, but you must watch the show with this witch.

Si Jiang, who didn't get a response, looked at Wen Shao strangely, only to see Wen Shao hastily put the table back, closed the doors and windows, and then jumped onto the sofa nervously.

Wen Shao suddenly remembered something, turned his head to look at Si Jiang with burning eyes, and stretched out his hand to hold him in his hand.

Looking at Wen Shao like this, Si Jiang thought of what the witch said just now, and his mood instantly became weird: "Do you believe it? You were born on December [-]?"

Wen Shao picked up a small blanket to wrap himself up, and replied, "Dark Moon has always been very accurate in divination."

"I'm not December [-]th, I don't know when I was born."

"Maybe I'm not. Let's take precautions first."

"..."

Si Jiang, who doesn't believe in metaphysics, wants to see what kind of wonderful structure Wen Shao's head has.

"I'm going to take a nap."

Si Jiang, who was about to change the subject, jumped on Wen Xiao's palm twice, hinting.

Wen slightly promised him before that he would tell him a bedtime story, but it hasn't been fulfilled yet.

"Okay, I'll tell you a story." Wen slightly smiled, holding Si Jiang's hand gently swinging back and forth, imitating a cradle.

"Once upon a time there was a male duck who couldn't lay eggs. He picked up an egg by the river, and that egg was bigger than all the duck eggs he had ever seen."

"So he took it back, thinking about hatching the biggest duck, so that those ducks who look down on him can see it."

Aren't male ducks inherently incapable of laying eggs?

Si Jiang was stunned after hearing the beginning.

"Father Duck really hatched a big duck cub. He likes it very much. He works harder every day to find food and feeds the duck cub carefully."

Hearing this, Si Jiang was already sleepy.

Wen Shao is not qualified to say anything about Feipu, his story is not much more interesting than Feipu's depressing secondary school literature.

"Later, the duckling grew bigger and bigger, and soon surpassed the duck's father in size. His fur became snow-white. He found out that the duckling was a goose."

"And then?" Hearing the reversal, Si Jiang became a little interested.

"Then the geese came to find the cub, and the father duck returned the cub."

"Okay, it's over, let's go to sleep."

Si Jiang was stunned: "Ah..."

"What kind of story are you talking about? Can you tell a story?"

Facing Sijiang's extremely dissatisfied wailing, Wen slightly touched his leaves helplessly to comfort him.

"I can't help it. Give me some time, cub. I'll go and study."

Suo Yan seems to be good at telling stories. As the administrator of the church, St. Baihe must also tell stories. If he has time, he can learn from them.

Si Jiang is also easy to coax, he forgets his unhappiness after being touched by the leaves, and falls asleep obediently against Wen Shao's palm.

Seeing the little grass in his hand fall into a deep sleep, Wen slightly sighed deeply, a little melancholy welling up in his heart.

After he came down from the battlefield, it had been a long time since he had such mood swings.

From a week ago, Wen Shao took Si Jiang to go to Xuan Yi Dan, Fei Pu's mother, to recuperate his body every day.

Yesterday, Xuan Yidan called him out quietly, and said word by word with hesitation on his face: "Wen Shao, it's like this..."

"Jiang Jiang... he might not be able to take care of him well."

"Although the data is congenitally deficient, but in fact..."

Xuan Yidan gritted his teeth, closed his eyes and said:

"His body was severely invaded by pollution sources."

"He will become weaker and weaker day by day, until the transformation stage, without enough energy to support him, he will die."

The bad news hit Wen Shao like a thunderbolt. He blinked and nodded calmly to show that he knew.

Immediately, like a normal person, he went back to the ward and took Si Jiang home.

"Jiang Jiang will die."

Xuan Yidan's voice rang in his ears again, Wen Shao sighed again, and reached out to pat the back of his head irritably.

In fact, Wen slightly knows more about pollution than Xuan Yidan. This is a terminal illness, but it doesn't necessarily mean death.

He once had a comrade in arms who was framed at birth, and his body was seriously polluted.Fortunately, his family is powerful and has been hanging his life with precious medicine.

But Wen Shao was alone, how would he get those precious medicines that were priceless?

"Don't worry."

Wen slightly lowered his head to look at the other party as the immature voice that belonged to Xiao Clover sounded.

"Come and post."

Si Jiang shook the leaves, motioning for Wen Xiao to come over and stick them.

He was a light sleeper, and after hearing Wen Xiao's sigh, he lost all sleepiness at all. He had to do something to make Wen Xiao happy.

Wen smiled slightly relieved, lifted Si Jiang to his eyes, hooked his head down and pressed his forehead against the other's soft leaves.

"Post stickers."

Like a sigh, the hoarse words flowed out and floated into the empty and warm little broken house, full of sorrow.

Si Jiang didn't know what Wen Shao was worried about, after thinking about it, he thought that the other party was still brooding about the divination just now, so he rubbed the other party's forehead to comfort him:

"Don't worry, I'm Clover! I'm lucky!"

"Well, my cub is the best."

Wen slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and put Si Jiang on top of his head.The melancholy dissipated, and he turned back into that heartless, decadent salted fish again.

There is still time, he will always find a way.

"Wen slightly!"

The fragile wooden door was pushed open, and Suo Yan, who was sweating profusely on his face, rushed in anxiously. As soon as he and Wen Xiao met their eyes, he said loudly:

"Someone came from the village and hurriedly said they wanted to find you, so run away!"

Wen Shao only returned him a question mark with his eyes.

Seeing Wen slightly paralyzed on the sofa, Suo Yan was anxious and wanted to pull his arm.

"Tsk, why are you still sitting? If you don't run, it will be too late!"

Wen slightly patted his hand away, "Tell me, why should I run?"

Suo Yan, who was originally in a hurry, was taken aback for a moment, and asked blankly, "Didn't I come to seek revenge on you?"

Suo Yan remembered the day he met Wen Shao on the battlefield. Even though the war was over, Wen Shao was still being hunted down.

He subconsciously thought that Wen Xiaoxiao had offended a big man who could not be offended, and had many enemies, and he had consciously helped Wen Xiaoxiao conceal his tracks for the past five years.

"..."

Regarding Suo Yan's divergent thinking, Wen Shao was also very speechless. He explained it to the other party several times, but the other party always had a nasty attitude of "I understand, I understand, don't tell me, I will keep it a secret". respond.

After a long time, Wen Shao didn't explain, hoping that the other party could figure it out on his own, but Suo Yan didn't expect Suo Yan to be so stupid.

"I told you, don't make up such a mess for me."

"Besides, you shouted so loudly, they probably know I'm here."

As soon as Wen Shao finished speaking, a crowd of people gathered outside his house, and the one who gathered at the front was wearing a well-crafted robe embroidered with fine wood sorrel patterns.

After looking at the other party's clothes, Wen slightly lowered his head to look at his own clothes.

The original white robe was worn yellow, with several obvious stitching marks on it, and two fresh holes at the hem.

So poor.

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Wen Shao?"

The man in the robe asked politely. He was about the same age as Wen Shao, with a regular appearance and a gentle temperament. He wore a pair of thin-rimmed glasses, which made people feel bookish at first glance.

"Yes."

Wen Shao glanced at his long legs that were hanging on the desk again, and silently took them back.

"what can I do for you?"

He can't get along with this kind of person who seems to be a gentleman, but he doesn't know this person, and he doesn't know what the other party's purpose is for him.

"Let me introduce myself first. I am the youth representative of the wood sorrel family this year. My name is Jiang Huai. I heard that your Excellency hatched a four-leaf clover. This is an honor to our whole wood sorrel family."

Upon hearing this, Wen slightly straightened up and began to carefully look at the young man opposite him.

Sorrel can be said to be a species that spreads all over the galaxy. There are so many grasses in the galaxy. To be able to stand out as a representative among so many billions of people must have some skills.

At the same time, Wen slightly noticed the potential information in Jiang Huai's words.

He obviously came to Sijiang. If it was just to see Clover, would it be necessary for a person like Jianghuai to come to this remote place in person?

The answer was obvious, Wen slightly evoked a sneer.

"There is such a thing, and then?"

"A big man like you made this trip just to say congratulations to me, right?"

Jiang Huai felt the other party's sarcasm from Wen Shao's tone and attitude, thinking that the other party was as difficult to deal with as the investigator, so he put on a gentle smile.

His appearance is only fair and straight, but after putting on a faint smile, his temperament is warm and comfortable, which makes him look very comfortable.

"of course not."

Jiang Huai knew that communicating with Wen Shao needed to be straightforward, so she stopped going around in circles and said directly: "Clover is very important to the entire wood sorrel family. I heard that your four-leaf clover is not in good health, so , I want to take your four-leaf clover to the main star for treatment."

"I guarantee that he will receive the best medical treatment and the best education, and with the support of the entire Sorrel family, he will become an excellent talent."

Wen Xiao fell silent after listening.

He raised his eyes and met Shang Jianghuai's bright and soft eyes.

The two looked at each other, Jiang Huai's smile became wider, and he saw Wen Shao's hesitation.

Xuan Yidan's words sounded in Wen Shao's ears again.

If this happened a few days ago, he could just kick him away, but not now.

He is alone, and behind Jianghuai is the whole sorrel family.

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