Shuang Xiaohan and Meizi

After walking far away from the hall, Boss Que finally breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at the stone chess table next to a rockery not far away, he walked over and sat down, feeling that his old body was close to the limit of the terrifying pressure.

"Oh my god! If my old bones have experienced this situation several times, I still don't know if I can survive to be put into the coffin." Taking out the handkerchief in his sleeve to wipe the remaining sweat from his forehead, Boss Que sighed.

"Hehe..." There was a sudden soft laughter from the rockery behind him, which surprised Boss Que.

"Who? Where is who?"

The laughter disappeared, and a sound of footsteps slowly came from behind the rockery, approaching step by step...

"You..." Boss Que looked at the person who suddenly appeared in front of him.

The person who came did not speak, but only raised the corners of his lips, gradually outlining the smile in his memory...

"Who are you??!!"

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In the early morning of autumn, there are frosty dewdrops among the yellow branches and leaves, and a faint light blooms in the hazy.

Shui Wuya, who had healed the broken arm for that man all night, opened the door, took a deep breath of the fresh morning air, and only slightly relieved the exhaustion from a busy night.

"It's so early, Mr. Shui. You didn't sleep all night last night." A soft and gentle voice came, and Shui Wuya raised his eyes, and the person who caught his eyes seemed to have seen him somewhere.

"My lord, Ying Wumei, we met once in the owner's room when Mr. Shui first came here." Ying Wumei reminded.

"Oh." Only then did Shui Wuya remember the man in gray who had only met once, "Hello, Elder Ying." He had heard Qi Diaoming say that this person was the patriarch of the Spirit Clan, that is to say, this person was the Spirit Clan patriarch. The tribe of Luomei.

"I don't know if Elder Ying came here earlier because Xun Wuya has something to do?" Shui Wuya had a vague premonition in his heart that this person might be here because of the mystery of his appearance.

"I don't dare, I just have a small doubt, and I want to ask Mr. Shui to clarify." Ying Wumei cupped her hands and saluted.

"Then..." Shui Wuya looked hesitantly at the closed room of Qi Diaoming not far away, "Then please come to my room to talk with Elder Ying." He stepped aside and stretched out his hand to invite Ying Wumei into the house.

"Thank you." Ying Wumei stepped into the room as she passed by him again, clasping her hands together.

"Please sit down." Seeing him keep looking at him from the moment he entered the door, Shui Wuya felt a little uncomfortable being stared at.

Seemingly aware of her recklessness, Ying Wumei smiled modestly, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean any harm, it's just Mr. Shui's appearance..."

"It's very similar to Lingluomei who passed away for many years, isn't it?"

"Did the head of the family tell you?" Ying Wumei's eyes sank.

"No." Shui Wuya smiled bitterly, "It's just that I've been misidentified too many times, and I keep hearing the word Luomei from other people's mouths, so Wuya somewhat understands it."

"Since Mr. Shui already knows the details, I won't be polite." The other party's calm and sincere attitude made Ying Wumei feel good about her, and she gradually let go of her initial vigilance, "I want to ask, Mr. Shui's Appearance, is it innate?"

"This... I'm not very clear either?" Shui Wuya shook his head, he was also at a loss about this point.It was this face since he woke up ten years ago, and he didn't know if it was the same face in the lost memory.

"What does Mr. Shui mean by this?"

"To be honest, Wu Ya was rescued from the bottom of the cliff by his master ten years ago. When he woke up, he found that he had lost his memory. The master said that when he picked me up, I was already scarred, but the scar on the wrist was like It looks like it has just been scalded." Shui Wuya said, showing the bracelet-sized scars on his wrists for Ying Wumei to see.

Faced with this unexpected scar, Ying Wumei seemed to be taken aback for a moment, "Aside from this scar, did the commander not mention your appearance?"

"I also had doubts about my appearance, so I asked the master, but the master only said that I was like this when he picked me up. Strange to say, this face, even I can't help it every time I look in the mirror My heart is pounding," Shui Wuya lowered his eyes and smiled, showing his charm in elegance.

"Really?" Ying Wumei frowned and pondered.

"Elder Ying..." Shui Wuya hesitated for a moment, "It seems that he is very concerned about Ling Luomei's affairs." He looked at Ying Wumei with her head bowed in thought, as if she had seen it somewhere before. A very strong sense of familiarity suddenly hit his heart, but it disappeared so quickly that he had no time to catch it.

"That's natural. He was also a member of the Spirit Race. Even though he made a big mistake that didn't end well, he was still a member of the Spirit Race."

Shui Wuya was silent for a long time when he heard this, and suddenly said: "Elder Ying's so-called big mistake, does it mean that he fell in love with the head of the family?"

Ying Wumei didn't answer, but nodded.

Shui Wuya nodded clearly, "But from Wuya's point of view, this is not wrong. From the bottom of Wuya's heart, he has infinite envy for Lingluomei. He can find someone who loves him so deeply in his whole life. The rest of my life is enough."

"Deep love?" Ying Wumei's eyes were indifferent, "Qi Diao Ming?"

"Yes, even if the Spirit Race thinks this relationship is just a bad relationship, but for those two people, they must have loved deeply at that time." Knowing that saying these things would make his heart hurt even more, but at this moment, for some reason, he He just wanted to tell the person in front of him what was in his heart.

"Furthermore, according to Wu Ya's observation, the head of the family also had the same deep affection for the dead Ling Luomei." Having said this, the bitterness in his heart was already overwhelming.

"Don't you think it's too late to show affection for the dead?" Ying Wumei said coldly, "Mr. Shui didn't know the truth of the year, and how could he understand the entanglements. Ling Luomei regretted her mistakes all her life. If you can think about it, maybe today..."

Shui Wuya suddenly interrupted him, "Wuya didn't know the truth back then, so how could Elder Ying know? How could Elder Ying be so sure that Ling Luomei would regret it?" Seeing Ying Wumei stunned for a moment, he smiled lightly , "Only the people at that time knew what happened back then, but now, that person has long since turned into a ghost, and no one can understand his thoughts." , but also pity that he ended up fighting for love with a dead person.

Ying Wumei was silent, staring at Shui Wuya's gloomy and gloomy expression, her eyes flickered, "Why are you emotional? How can you be emotional!? You shouldn't be emotional!"

Shui Wuya smiled sadly, knowing that the other party had seen through him, but how could he return to the original time, "Knowing that the road to Shu is difficult, but his heart is already deep." At this moment, his state of mind is only these two lines of poetry can be sued.

"Mr. Shui is a person with a pure and kind personality. He has the kindness and benevolence of a doctor. There is no need to say too much. I believe that with Mr. Shui's careful and wise heart, all the causes and effects can be understood by himself." Ying Wumei no longer persuaded.

"It's strange to say that Wu Ya always feels that Elder Ying is just like himself. From the moment this morning, he felt an indescribable sense of familiarity. After talking, he became more aware of his confidant, which made Wu Ya want to make a confidant. "Shui Wuya sincerely asked, deeply felt that although this person had a cold face and few words, he might not be a cold-blooded person.

Ying Wumei frowned and said nothing, but a faint smile appeared on her lips.

Seeing his smile, he knew that he agreed, Shui Wuya smiled brightly, "Wumei." He immediately changed the address boldly.

"Wuya." Ying Wumei was no longer restrained.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and a tacit understanding grew quietly in their hearts...

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