You Are My Rare Passion

  Chapter 6397 is strange!

  Since coming to Beijing, he and Yue Ya'er are inseparable every day, holding Yue Ya'er to sleep at night, and wake up holding Yue Ya'er in the morning.

  From this evening, he and Yue Ya'er will be separated, and will not be able to meet in the next three days. He will get angry when he thinks about it!

  Blow up!

  Yue Ya'er smiled and coaxed him: "Isn't it only three days? It passed in a flash."

   "That's for you," Chi Zhan muttered in a low voice, "For me, it means not seeing you in one day, like every three autumns! Three autumns are three years, and three three years are nine years!"

  Yue Yaer: "..."

  She touched the back of Chi Zhan's head, like a big dog's head: "Can't you call me if you can't meet? You can call me anytime."

   "Well..." Chi Zhan reluctantly responded.

  What can we do otherwise?

  It is said that this custom is related to happiness after marriage, so he dare not careless.

   can only bear it!

  Yue Ya'er hugged flowers, Chi Zhan carried the sacrifices, and when she walked to the graveyard of Yue Ya'er's parents, grandfather and grandma, she found flowers and sacrifices in front of her grandfather's tombstone, and a person was standing alone.

  A young man in white clothes and black trousers, with a handsome appearance, like a Zhilan Yushu, but his face was too pale and he was in poor health.

  Yue Ya'er stopped in front of his parents’ tombstone, and walked straight to the man: "Hello."

  The man staring at the tombstone in a daze suddenly looked back at her, "Hello."

  "This is my grandpa..." Yue Ya'er pointed to the photo on the tombstone, "May I ask if you are..."

"My name is Xia Yubai," Xia Yubai hurriedly introduced himself: "Your grandfather once treated me for a disease and asked his apprentice to accept me as a disciple. My master also passed away and was buried in this cemetery. Come and worship my master, and also come to worship my master."

  Yue Ya'er asked: "Do you come here often?"

  Every next year in the Qing Dynasty, she would come to visit the graves of her grandfather, grandma, and parents. She often saw flowers and sacrifices in front of her grandfather’s tombstone, but she had never seen anyone.

  She is not a person with strong curiosity. She guessed that it should be a student of her grandfather's death or a patient who had been favored by her grandfather who came to sweep her grandfather's grave, but she never explored it.

  For so many years, she has seen flowers and sacrifices many times, but this is the first time she has encountered them.

   "Yes," Xia Yubai said, "My master is unmarried all his life, and there is only me as an apprentice. I only come to worship him, so no one will worship him..."

  He turned his eyes to look at the tombstone of Grandpa Yue Ya'er: "Master had saved my life. If I hadn't saved me from Master, I would have died a long time ago, so I would come to worship Master."

  "Thank you." Yue Yaer thanked him sincerely.

  She is an indifferent person and will not deliberately manage the relationship with others, but if others treat her well, she will also keep it in her heart and find a way to repay.

   "No thanks," Xia Yubai smiled, "I wanted to do this myself, and I should do the same. You don't need to thank me."

   "Your body still doesn't look good," Yue Ya'er said: "May I get your pulse?"

  Xia Yubai was stunned, "You..."

"I dare not say all of my grandfather's true biography. I barely learned a little bit," Yue Ya'er said: "Just as a doctor, I can't help itching my hands when I see a patient. You just said that you learned from my grandpa's apprentice. You should understand my feelings."

  That's strange!

  Itchy hands when I see a patient. It is another doctor, not including her.

  (End of this chapter)