The cabin was actually put into the hall at this time, and the husband had already left the cabin and probably had returned home.

But there were still a few students discussing their studies in the cabin. When An Wu heard this, he didn't care about other classmates. His head was blank for a moment, but he didn't have time to think too much. He suddenly pulled Ji Zhengyi's sleeve and asked: "Why? Didn't you stay here well?"

The latter was startled, and Ji Zhengyi glanced around again and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, no one around noticed them.

Ji Zhengyi then sighed softly, slowly let go of An Wu's hand pulling her sleeve, and said softly: "Lao Wu, listen, you know, I have never called you Lao Wu for so many years."

The boy suddenly showed his vitality and possessed the characteristics of a fifteen or sixteen-year-old. He smiled while talking: "I am really cold-faced and cold-hearted, and I have few friends. Even in Yushui Street, it is said that our seven families should be sympathetic and should be friends with each other, but I really don't know how to deal with people."

"So, you are the only friend I have in Yushui Street, and Xu Jing can barely count one."

An Wu heard this and asked, "Isn't the second brother considered a good person?"

Ji Zhengyi was a little silent and did not answer. After a few seconds, he continued to talk: "In addition, the old Taoist priest on the street can be considered a friend of me. Although I have been suspecting that he is a liar who travels around the world all day long, it has finally satisfied my thoughts about Taoism. OK, I won't say much about anything else, you know this."

An Wu's head was still a little confused. He asked timidly: "Where...sir?"

Ji Zheng didn't even think about it and quickly shook his head.

"What should I say then?" An Wu continued to ask.

Ji Zhengyi lowered his head, thought for a while, and leaned closer to An Wu's ear and said, "Just say something happened at my house, well... I said I followed my parents out of the distance and wanted to see my relatives in the distance, but I would come back soon. In addition, the big tall guy said the same thing when he asked."

After An Wu heard this, he felt uncomfortable. He still wanted to ask, where is the third brother going?

But the young man still refused to ask. Since the third brother could tell him that he was leaving Suzhou tonight, this was already a great trust in him, and An Wu did not want to ask Ji Zhengyi to continue to tell anything.

An Wu didn't say anything, just stared at Ji Zhengyi blankly.

From top to bottom, An Wu looked at him in a daze, but Ji Zhengyi didn't speak and let An Wu look at him like this.

"Will you come back?" An Wu came to his senses.

Ji Zhengyi seemed to have expected An Wu to ask this question, but he did not show any surprise. He just betrayed his mood at this moment with a slightly trembling hand.

The boy who has been in Yushui Street since I can remember said firmly: "No."

After hearing the answer, An Wu's face turned a little pale, his lips were trembling slightly, and his hands tightly grasped his thighs, and all the blue veins appeared.

Even though he had so many words in his heart at this moment, he couldn't even say a word. An Wu turned around and turned his back to Ji Zhengyi, still speechless.

But I saw this back a little lonely.

When Ji Zhengyi saw it, his determination was a little shaken, and then he shook his head as if he was self-deprecating. He asked softly: "Lao Wu, don't you ask why?"

An Wu still didn't say anything.

Ji Zhengyi left the small wooden chair, stood up, and said to himself, "It's okay if you don't know." He looked out the window, "The more you know, the more you lose."

Ji Zheng walked out of the wooden hut door, one step, two steps, three steps, and finally he left the wooden hut.

The boy did not look back, nor did the boy in the cabin look back.

There is no need for a sense of ritual to part.

As soon as Ji Zheng left the cabin, he raised his head and said to himself: "Why did it start to rain this day?"

But the sky is beautiful at this moment, and the scorching sun shines in the sky.

The boy's eyes were obviously a little wet.

What Ji Zhengyi didn't know was that there was also a boy about his age in the cabin. His eyes were wet.

The difference is that the one inside is full of tears, and the one outside is just slightly wet with eyes, but that is enough.

The boy outside only shed a tear when his parents both left.

When An Wu recalled the scene two weeks ago, his head hurts a little again. He went back to his room, locked the door and started to sleep with a quilt.

If you encounter troubles, just take a nap.

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Zhiqiu and Da Gao were walking side by side, two figures were one big and one small, especially the one next to him. Zhiqiu was taller and he found something was wrong as he walked, so he slowed down and taller, which made him look a little balanced. After all, he felt that he was a little taller.

The tall man was silent all the way, with a gloomy face, but Zhiqiu was just like he was thinking about it without a sad face. He expected the tall man to be the first to speak.

Sure enough, walking on the street, the tall man suddenly turned around and said to Zhiqiu: "Little Zhiqiu, how much can Lao Wu believe in the words?"

Zhiqiu yawned and replied that he didn't know.

Mianzhi didn't react after hearing this and continued to say to himself: "I don't think Lao Wu has lie. He is an honest man. He has been like this since he was a child. I remember when he was very young, Ye Qi went to An Wu's house to find him and asked An Wu to go to the next street with him to beat someone. But An Wu said that his grandmother would not let him go outside to cause trouble, and Ye Qi was so angry that he called him pedantic. After that, Lao Liu never looked for An Wu once. However, An Wu took the initiative to find Ye Qi once a while ago, and someone beat him to a lame leg..."

The tall man turned his head and looked at Zhiqiu, smiling.

Zhiqiu was shocked, but he pretended to be calm and said, "Yes, Lao Wu is a honest person and will not lie."

Mianzhi snorted coldly and continued, "I won't pursue the past. I will continue to say that if you say that children like Ye Qi or Xu Jing are lying, I can still figure it out, but An Wu will definitely not lie, but in this way, I can't figure out many things, such as... why doesn't the third brother look for me?"

Zhiqiu said bluntly: "Looking for you? Why do you do? To be fair, Ji Zhengyi's temperament will he talk to you about this? It would be great if he could tell An Wu that he would be away for a while."

After thinking about it, I seemed to think it makes some sense, and then I stopped talking more.

Only Zhiqiu walked with his head down, unable to see his facial expressions clearly.

There is a yard on Yushui Street, with only one son and one mother.

A young man with a brand on his forehead in the yard was holding a poem and book while squatting on his horse. There was also a woman next to him. In fact, it was a bit far-fetched to say that she was a woman because the woman could not tell the age based on her appearance alone. Some people may even think that she was a young woman when she saw it.

The woman wore a golden hairpin on her head. When she looked carefully, she also had a phoenix charm. Her skin was slightly flawed and light yellow. Her eyes were a pair of willow-leaf eyes, which made her look slightly wrinkled, which made her look unique.

However, those slightly rough hands betrayed the woman's real age. People in the martial arts world say that if you want to see a woman's age, you can only look at her hands and knees. These two places are difficult to deceive. Even if your hands don't work and protect them well, the older women will have some wrinkles on their hands.

Even the woman's hands were not wrinkled a little.

When the woman saw the young man beside her, she said with pain: "Jing'er, why not practice anymore. After a while, the sun is indeed a bit hot."

The boy smiled back at the woman and signaled that he was fine.

After seeing this, the woman said nothing, took out a handkerchief from her arms, stepped forward and gently wiped the sweat on her forehead. As she wiped, she suddenly remembered something and said softly to the boy beside her: "Ji Zhengyi from the third household is gone."

It was Xu Jing, who was the fourth household, who suddenly shook his hand and almost dropped the book. Then he quickly stabilized his mind and continued to stance. However, he could not read the contents of the book. Xu Jing frowned slightly and asked, "Mom, why is he still walking in front of me?"

The beautiful woman initially did not answer, and after a moment of silence, she replied, "I really don't know this, maybe the situation is a bit off. But it seems that Ji Zhengyi is also a piece of the chessboard, which is a bit of a pity."

Xu Jing ignored his mother's words. His mind was running rapidly. He didn't understand many things. It was only in the past year that the boy in the Imperial Street felt that the identities of the other five households in Yushui Street were not simple. After random inquiry, Xu Jing learned that in fact, none of the five households were born and raised in Gusuzhou, and they all moved here from other places.

But he is fourteen years old and still doesn't know who is the person who controls this game. He doesn't know who planned these people to live in Yushui Street. He even suspects that his mother is not aware of it. A few days ago, he got news from his mother that he was leaving Yushui Street, otherwise his life would be in danger.

The woman was unwilling to tell the reason, but she couldn't resist Xu Jing's repeated questions and guesses.

It was Zhiqiu, and Xu Jing noticed it very early. Since Zhiqiu moved into Yushui Street three years ago, he felt that his mother was going out more and more frequently, and his expression was not very good every time.

The most important thing is that as soon as Zhiqiu entered Gusuzhou, there were some strange people in the city.

There is the teacher and the old Taoist priest.

And the others that my mother said.

So when Xu Jing's mother said that they were leaving Yushui Street, Xu Jing guessed that it was because of Zhiqiu.

The boy with a brand on his forehead is now thinking that there is someone behind the third brother?

This made him think so. Although Xu Jing had hardly talked to Ji Zhengyi's parents, he could feel from Ji Zhengyi's words and behavior that the third child's parents should not be simple people.

Xu Jing would occasionally talk to Ji Zhengyi about some reason before, and he could clearly feel that Ji Zhengyi's temperament was a bit radical, which was a bit different from what he showed on his appearance, but some of his reasons did surprise Xu Jing.

If it weren't for Ji Zhengyi's parents' words and deeds, Xu Jing wouldn't have believed it.

Now that the third brother has disappeared, it is very likely that he has left Yushui Street and Gusuzhou.

But, where can he go?

But why did he be this "sinner"?

It's obviously...I'll take it, third brother.

The boy who was still squatting in the scorching sun thought a lot.

The woman next to her thoughts a lot, and she frowned. Finally, she looked at the scorching sun, as if she was speaking to herself or to the boy beside her: "We have to speed up."
Chapter completed!