"Wow, what a beautiful swing."
"Let's go and try"
"Yeah!" Wuyou nodded happily.
Shi Zhiqian, who was in front of the stone table in the distance, looked at the two cute little guys, with a warm smile in his deep eyes.
In the room, Youzhu sat in front of the window, looking at everything in the courtyard, but he was very worried.
The loquat branches were weak, and the rope tied to the swing pulled the end near the branch down. Wuyou was born weak, so he pulled the lower end of the rope and tried to climb up.
Shi Qi next to him was only a few months older than him, but much more energetic than him.
"Come, let me help you." Shi Qi picked up Wuyou's calf, but his arms fell directly into it. He didn't expect Wuyou to be so thin. He usually likes to wear fluffy white gauze skirts, but he only thinks they are cute.
After Wuyou sat on it, Shi Qi also sat next to him, passing one hand behind his waist and grabbing the rope on the opposite side.
Shi Zhiqian came over, stood next to Shi Qi, and pushed the rope gently. The mountain breeze in July was slightly cool, the mottled tree shadows were slowly spinning on the ground, and the eyes of Youzhu behind the window finally relaxed.
But at this moment, the branch broke, and Shi Zhiqian subconsciously grasped the rope in his hand. Wuyou still fell heavily to the ground, and Shi Qi also fell on him uncontrollably.
Shi Zhiqian panicked and picked up Wuyou who was in a pool of blood and ran down the mountain. Youzhu lay at the door and yelled at the top of his lungs: "Come back, don't go..."
Wuyou tried his best to open his eyes, but found that the candlelight was dim. It turned out that he was already in the palace of the imperial capital. He realized that this was the basement where he was healing, but his whole body was cold, as if he was imprisoned. He only felt two lines of cold tears flowing into his temples.
This scene appeared in his memory many times, and he couldn't tell whether it was a dream or the real world. He just felt so sad that he couldn't help himself. After a long time, Wuyou got up, hugged his knees and said aggrievedly: "You must have deliberately not saved me like that, I hate..., That's all, you want to live a long life!"
Intention: The majestic teacher, the blue sky, bless my Daluo, no illness or disaster.
