"Brother Qingyou, have you hidden yourself? Ran'er is here to find you!"
Luo Ran saw with his own eyes that she was six or seven years old, with two little buns on her hair, wearing a pink skirt in Luo's house in Jiangnan, like a cheerful butterfly.
Not far away, behind the rockery, there was a teenage boy hiding. He was nine-year-old Song Qingyou. He often came to the mansion to play with her. Today, the two of them were playing hide-and-seek in the garden.
Luo Ran followed "himself" and reached out to touch her, but he couldn't catch anything after passing through the little girl's body.
Seeing the six-year-old "Luo Ran" running towards the rockery, she followed suit.
When Song Qingyou saw Xiao Luoran coming, he quietly hid on the other side, but Xiao Luoran jumped away. But she didn't give up. Taking advantage of her petite body, she wanted to take a shortcut and slip through the gap between the two rockeries.
Unexpectedly, just halfway through, he saw a person hiding in the cave inside, with only a corner of his clothes exposed.
Xiao Luoran thought it was her brother Qingyou and rushed towards him happily: "I found you..."
Halfway through the words, the rest was stuck in his throat, and he stared at his feet in horror. It turned out to be an emerald-green snake.
The snake also found her, raised half of its body and spat out a message at her. Little Luoran was so frightened that he didn't dare to move, and cried softly: "Brother, brother, save me."
The figure in the cave seemed to hesitate for a moment, but finally came out, grabbed the snake's tail and beat it hard against the rockery. After a few times, the snake turned into a puddle of meat.
It was just that he was accidentally bitten on the little arm at the beginning.
He opened his sleeves, and his fair arms had begun to turn black and purple.
Only then did Xiao Luoran realize that this man was not her brother Qingyou, but a boy she didn't know. She didn't have time to be afraid and exclaimed: "Little brother! You have been bitten by a snake!"
Grabbing his sleeve and pulling him out: "Come with me quickly, my dad has the antidote!"
Unexpectedly, the little boy shook off Xiao Luoran's hand, pulled out a dagger from his waist, and without saying a word, stabbed the place where the snake had bitten him, making two cuts, and blood flowed out.
Little Luoran was too frightened to move. When he came to his senses, the little boy had already pulled off a piece of cloth from the hem of his clothes and wrapped it casually.
At this time, Song Qingyou from outside had come over.
The little boy glanced at Xiao Luoran, waved the dagger in his hand twice, and threatened: "If you dare to tell me, I will kill you! And your father!"
Xiao Luoran hurriedly covered her mouth, exposed her big eyes and shook her head desperately. She didn't dare to come out until the little boy walked away.
After returning, she became seriously ill due to shock and cold, and the events of that day gradually faded away.
Floating in the air, Luo Ran didn't understand why she was back when she was a child, but looking at that little boy's fierce look, she always felt familiar. When she thought about it carefully, she suddenly heard someone calling her: "Mother, Mother..."
It's Ning'er's voice!
Luo Ran opened her eyes in awe, and what she saw was the familiar canopy bed.
He turned his head and glanced inside, and sure enough he saw Qing Ning and Jing Xing sleeping soundly next to them. The two of them acted exactly the same, holding two small fists on both sides, and their pink mouths moved from time to time, as if they were talking. Feeding.
She smiled unconsciously.
"You finally woke up."
A hoarse voice sounded in his ears, Luo Ran turned his head and looked to the other side, and then remembered what happened in his dream.
Just as he was about to speak, his lips covered a finger and whispered: "Shh, don't talk yet. Drink some water to save your throat from getting sore."
After saying that, Fu Jinan stood up. Perhaps his legs were numb from sitting for too long. When he stood up, his body obviously fell to the side, and he held on to the bed frame before he stood firm.
Seeing his rare embarrassment, Luo Ran couldn't help but laugh.
After laughing, I realized that I suddenly regretted it.
Looking at Fu Jin'an again, instead of being angry at being laughed at, he looked at her in a good mood and said meaningfully: "You can laugh at me for now, until your legs become weak and you can't get out of bed."
For some reason, Luo Ran understood this sentence and glared at him with a blushing face.
The water was brought quickly. Fu Jinan did not let her reach out. Instead, he sat sideways on the bed and helped her sit up. He held her waist with one hand and handed the tea cup to her lips with the other. He said softly: "Drink." I tried it, it’s not hot.”
Luo Ran was not used to such intimacy. He wanted to struggle but had no strength and couldn't resist him. He had to hold his hand and drink half a cup of warm water before asking him: "What's wrong with me?"
Fu Jinan put the tea cup on the small table beside the bed and said calmly: "You are poisoned."
He briefly explained what happened, but did not say how to deal with Li and others.
Luo Ran frowned slightly. In fact, she had already taken precautions, but she was too busy these days and neglected it.
Then he asked: "What about Luo Ruxue?"
Fu Jinan looked at her deeply and didn't understand why she was so persistent in letting Luo Ruxue marry into the Fu family, but he still nodded and said, "Don't worry, they don't know yet."
Luo Ran suddenly remembered the dream she had just had. In other words, it was not a dream, but something that really happened to her when she was a child. It was just that she had a fever and was young so she forgot about it.
At this moment, looking at the face in front of him that did not hide his concern at all, his heart moved and he grabbed his arm and opened his sleeves. A man's arm was different from a woman's.
Her arms were soft and thin, and her bones and veins were not obvious.
As for his, there seemed to be no soft flesh, or clear lines, even the blood vessels were so prominent. There were two rows of shallow scars on his fair wrist, which looked like they had been bitten.
Fu Jinan was stunned by her actions. He followed her gaze and smiled slightly: "Did you remember who bit this? The imperial doctor said that this scar may never go away for the rest of his life."
Luo Ran blushed and continued to move his gaze upwards. When he approached the crook of his elbow, two ferocious scars intertwined in the shape of a "cross".
Even though so much time has passed, you can still vaguely see the outward appearance of the skin and flesh from back then.
"How did this happen?"
Luo Ran's throat was a little blocked.
Fu Jinan glanced at it casually, as if he thought about it seriously, shook his head and said casually: "I don't remember."
Luo Ran was anxious: "How come you don't remember?"
Fu Jinan couldn't help but scratch her nose and said fondly: "If you ask me about the criminals I caught ten years ago, I still remember them so clearly."
I have suffered too many injuries. New injuries are not healed yet I add old ones to my memory, and I cannot remember them at all.
"Where is that person?"
Luo Ran asked: "Do you still remember the people you met ten years ago?"
She didn't know what she wanted to know urgently, she just asked what was on her mind.
Seeing her persistence, Fu Jinan looked at her face and the injuries on her arms, and was suddenly stunned.
The two looked at each other, and after a long while, Fu Jinan started laughing softly, and his laughter became more and more hearty, as if he couldn't stop.
