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    Wen Xian turned back and looked at the catch-up night worry free frown. "Why are you here?"

    Night worry free lips slightly hooked, jumped to Wen Xian, "let me help you wash the fruit."

    Glancing at the fruit in the carefree arms of the night, Wen Xian''s eyebrows tightened again.

    "Give me the fruit and go back."

    Wen Xian said he was going to get the fruit in yewuyou''s arms, but he avoided it.

    "I don''t want it. I wash it myself." Night worry free ran to the mountain stream with fruit.

    He finally found an excuse to stay with him, so he didn''t want to go back.

    Wen Xian immediately chased after him with worry.

    Under the mountain stream, neither of them spoke, and each washed his fruit.

    While washing the fruit, Wen Xian secretly watched night worry free to prevent him from falling down the mountain stream.

    "Brother Xian, try it."

    Night worry suddenly turned around and handed a fruit to Wenxian''s lips.

    Looking at the look of night worry free expectation, Wen Xian''s eyes flashed gently, took the fruit and threw it into his arms.

    "After washing, go back."

    Dare not go to see the little face that night carefree collapsed, Wen Xian turned and left directly.

    Night carefree stared at Wen Xian''s back with tears in his eyes.

    "Why?"

    The sad voice was full of sadness.

    Wen Xian stepped down and the fruit in his hand was almost crushed by him.

    "What did I do wrong? Why did I suddenly ignore me?"

    Night worry free stares at Wen Xian''s back, and tears in his eyes slide down one by one like broken pearls.

    Heartache was so painful that she couldn''t breathe. Wen Xian wanted to escape, but her feet seemed to be nailed to the ground and couldn''t move a step.

    Unable to hear the answer, night worry has more and more tears in his eyes and more and more anxiety in his heart.

    "Brother Xian..."

    Night worry free wants to come forward, but accidentally steps on a stone. As soon as his foot slides, the whole person falls into the mountain stream.

    "Ah..."

    Wen Xian suddenly turned around and his heart almost stopped beating when he saw that yewuyou fell to the mountain stream.

    "Worry free..."

    Throwing away all the fruits, Wen Xian rushed to the mountain stream with an arrow step and pulled him back before he hit the stone wall at night.

    "Are you okay?"

    Looking at yewuyou, who was obviously frightened, Wen Xian was distressed and afraid, so he quickly took off his coat and covered him.

    "Brother Xian..." Night carefree jumped into Wen Xian''s arms and sobbed, "I''m so afraid..."

    "No, it''s okay."

    Wen Xian hugged yewuyou tightly, kissed the top of his hair and coaxed him gently.

    Under the fruit tree, wense waited impatiently.

    "Why is it so long? I''ll see if something happens."

    "Don''t go."

    Seeing that wense was going to the mountain stream, Han Xiao was a little anxious and grabbed her sleeve.

    "Huh?"

    Warm se turned around and frowned at Han Xiao, while others looked at him with a puzzled face.

    Han Xiao let go and kept his eyes open with a guilty conscience, "it should be all right."

    "Yes, there are three brothers. What can happen to them?"

    Bingzhi bit the fruit and shook her head carelessly.

    "You know a lot."

    Looking at ice Zhi''s disdainful little eyes, warm se immediately gave her a forehead nail.

    Bingzhi touched her head painfully, and "click click" bit the fruit crisply, completely taking the fruit as warm.

    Chi Yu sighed lightly and glanced uneasily at the direction of the mountain stream.

    Night worry free cried for a long time before it finally calmed down.

    Wen Xian helped yewuyou wipe his tears. "If we go back, they should worry."

    Night carefree nodded and gently held Wenxian''s hand.

    Wen Xian''s eyes flashed lightly, but he didn''t get rid of the worry free hand of the night.

    "Brother Xian, fruit..."

    Seeing the fruit dropped by Wenxian just now, I remembered that they came to wash the fruit.

    "No more."

    Wen Xian walked away without looking back.

    "The third brother and worry free brother are back."

    Seeing Wenxian and night carefree, Bingzhi''s eyes brightened.

    Wen Xian subconsciously released his hands and unconsciously clenched them into fists.

    The temperature of the palm disappeared, and the worry free heart of the night seemed to be empty and lowered its eyes sadly.

    "Why did you go so long?"

    Warm se raised her eyes and looked at the two people with empty hands. Dai Mei frowned lightly, "I remember you seem to be washing fruit."

    "Third brother, have you eaten all the fruit?" Bingzhi also blinked suspiciously.

    "They all fell into the mountain stream." Glancing at Bingzhi, Wen Xian went to the fire and sat down.

    Ye Wuyou''s eyes flashed gently and quietly walked to Liangsheng and sat down.

    "Worry free, why are your clothes wet?"

    Seeing the water stain on worry free''s chest, Liang Sheng frowned and wiped it with a handkerchief.

    Warm se also frowned, "Why are your clothes wet?"

    "I..."

    "It''s all right. I got some water."

    Wen Xian didn''t lift his head, so he picked up the branches on the ground and set fire.

    Ye Wuyou stole a peek at Wen Xian and smiled gratefully at Liang Sheng, "well, I''m fine. I''m almost done."

    "Come on, eat roast chicken."

    Warm se cut the roasted pheasant and gave it to everyone.

    "Fortunately, I was smart and caught some pheasants."

    Bingzhi grabbed a chicken leg and chewed it with relish.

    Warm se raised his eyebrows. "Did you catch it? How do I remember it was caught by Xiao Liu?"

    Bingzhi''s eyes twinkled and raised her eyebrows with indifference, "it''s almost the same."

    Ignoring Bingzhi''s complacent appearance, nuanshe divided the remaining three chicken legs to Chiyu, Wuyou and Liangsheng respectively.

    Worry free walked to Wen Xian and forced a smile, "brother Xian, here''s your chicken leg."

    Wen Xian''s body stiffened, glanced at the chicken leg handed by worry free, and frowned.

    "I''m not hungry. Eat it yourself."

    Wen Xian said that and directly got up and left.

    Ye Wuyou bit her lip and looked at Wen Xian''s back. She wanted to cry wrongly, but she flustered down her eyes to hide the tears from the bottom of her eyes.

    Warm se looked at Wen Xian''s back suspiciously, "what''s the matter with him, old three?"

    Why does she think the third seems unhappy?

    "I''ll have a look."

    Han Xiao''s eyes flashed lightly and got up to follow.

    At the edge of the cliff, Han Xiao looked at Wen Xian''s lonely back and felt a little distressed.

    "Are you okay?"

    "Practice boxing with me." Wen Xian suddenly raised her eyes, full of pain and struggle.

    Han Xiao''s heart suddenly shook and nodded.

    "Ah..."

    Wen Xian fiercely punches Han Xiao, who subconsciously leans to avoid.

    Wen Xian''s eyes were red and waved to Han Xiao one punch after another.

    Knowing that Wen Xian was in a bad mood, Han Xiao didn''t fight back. He just dodged and occasionally got two punches.

    On the cliff, two figures, one black and one white, are flying. From a distance, they look like dancing butterflies.

    The two fought for a long time until they had no strength.

    Wen Xian closed his eyes and lay on the slate.

    "Sorry." The tired voice was full of apologies.

    Han Xiao led the blue and purple lips, didn''t speak, just accompanied him so quietly.

    At dinner in the evening, everyone''s eyes looked at Han Xiao.

    "Second brother, did the third brother hit you?"

    Bingzhi bit her chopsticks and finally couldn''t help asking.

    Others also pricked up their ears and listened to Han Xiao''s answer.

    "Can he beat me?"

    Han Xiao glanced at Bingzhi and picked up the rice without expression.

    When they heard the speech, they looked strangely at the clean warm string on their face and the blue and purple cold flute, and a black line fell instantly.

    Only Wen Xian ate silently.

    "It''s not old three. How did you get it on your face?" Warm se raised her eyebrows incredulously.

    "Hit."

    Han Xiao''s face was not red and his heart jumped out two words.

    "Cough..."

    Bingzhi suddenly choked and coughed desperately. Chi Yu, who sat next to her, immediately cheered for her.

    The others looked at Han Xiao strangely.

    Ye Wuyou put down his chopsticks and touched out a box of ointment. "Brother Xiao, this is the ointment I asked sister Sheng to take before. I''ll wipe it for you."

    Han Xiao glanced at the warm string next to his eyes, and there was a touch of cunning in the depths of his eyes.

    "OK."

    Han Xiao put down his chopsticks and turned to Ye Wuyou.

    Ye Wuyou opens the medicine box and carefully wipes the medicine for Han Xiao.

    "I''m full."

    "Pa", Wen Xian put down the dishes and chopsticks and left with a cold face.

    Warm se frowned and put down the dishes and chopsticks discontentedly.

    "What''s the matter with the old three? Why are they always strange recently?"

    Ye Wuyou''s hand shook violently, and the ointment slipped directly over the lip of Han Xiao.

    "Sorry."

    Ye Wuyou regained his consciousness and immediately picked up the handkerchief to wipe off the ointment on the lip flap of Han Xiao.

    Looking at Ye Wu''s absent-minded appearance, Han Xiao''s eyes flashed lightly, "I''ll come by myself. Go and see the third man. He seems to be angry."

    "Yes."

    Ye Wuyou nodded, handed the medicine box to Han Xiao, then got up and left the main room.

    In the yard, Wen Xian stands under the Begonia tree.

    Ye Wuyou pursed his lips and walked carefully behind Wen Xian.

    "Brother Xian..."

    Hearing Ye Wuyou''s voice, Wen Xian''s anger immediately ran up again. Without looking at Ye Wuyou, he left directly.

    Ye wuworry jerked a pain and took a deep breath. "I''ll wait for you on the mountain at dawn tonight."

    Wen Xian''s body stiffened and his hands tightened unconsciously.

    Without waiting for Wen Xian''s answer, ye Wuyou turned and walked away.

    The breeze blew gently, and the Begonia flowers fell with the wind. Wen Xian looked at the pink petals under his feet and didn''t move for a long time.

    At night, Wen Xian kept tossing and turning in bed.

    The cold Xiao suddenly stood up from the bed and stared at Wen Xian, "if you still want me to sleep, go if you want."

    "Who said I was going." Wen Xianjun turned his mouth slightly red.

    Han Xiao raised his eyebrows. "Are you really not going?"

    "No." Wen Xian turned over irritably.

    Han Xiao''s eyes turned slightly and sighed, "Xiao Wuyou is really clever. Now it''s so late, the cold on the mountain is heavy, maybe there are spirit beasts..."

    Before Han Xiao finished his words, Wen Xian flew out.

    Han Xiao''s lips were slightly hooked, picked up the quilt and fell down again.

    I can finally sleep.

    Wen Xian ran to the mountain in one breath, but he didn''t see worry free.

    "Worry free..."

    Unable to find worry free, Wen Xian was in a hurry and turned around quickly, but was suddenly hugged by someone from behind.