Three days later, Yang Qiu's injury was almost better under Qingning's careful care. As long as the suture is removed and a simple rest is done, Yang Qiu won't have any problems.

Of course, the reason why he can get better so quickly is his deep foundation.

But after all, this body can't compare with the noumenon before his military solution. The noumenon is made of countless resources, pills and treasures. If it is such an injury, it can't be recovered with one breath, but it can definitely recover in one day.

This kind of trauma is nothing at all. What practitioners fear most is the injury to the source of cultivation. Even if they break their arms and legs, they can be connected again.

The shyness of changing clothes has long been turned over. The relationship between Yang Qiu and Qingning in the past three days dare not say anything about the rapid progress, but it is with unwarranted ambiguity.

The girl blushes easily.

This is Yang Qiu's deepest impression of Qingning.

"I'm going to start. Don't shout pain."

Yang QiuGuang's upper body, Qingning holding a small scissors for thread removal, said shyly, but Yang Qiu's heart smiled bitterly.

"It's all right. Come on."

"OK."

A decisive look flashed in Qingning's eyes:

"Here we go."

Yang Qiu nodded, and suddenly her eyes were full of unbearable:

"If you hurt, shout it out."

"It's okay! Come on. "

She continued:

"I'll be careful. If you hurt, just shout."

Yang Qiu almost didn't laugh. He looked at the beautiful and unparalleled face in front of him, looking defeated:

"Miss, I didn't hum for such a serious injury. You just remove the line. Come on."

Qingning immediately made a big red face and hurriedly lowered her head. She didn't dare to see Yang Qiu. Yang Qiu smiled and closed her eyes.

No matter how frightened the girl was, she focused on her hand for the time being.

Gently cut the suture and slowly cut off the emerging thread. Looking at the wound with only a faint trace left, she looked at Yang Qiu. Although her eyes were shy, she dared to say gently:

"Why are you getting better so fast? What a miracle. "

Yang Qiu slowly opened her eyes, breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately handed her the needle. Then he smiled reluctantly:

"My life is a miracle. Hehe, compared with ordinary people, am I a monster?"

"Well, a little!"

"Are you afraid? I'm not a normal person. "

"Not afraid... Well, a little."

"How old are you?"

"Twenty six!"

"Oh, what do your parents do?"

"They...!"

Qingning suddenly looks up at Yang Qiu, and then whispers:

"They... Have nothing to do, and you? What do you do? "

Yang Qiu sighed, then reluctantly smiled at her and said:

"Me... I'm a student."

"Student?"

Qingning gave a snort, then she looked at Yang Qiu and asked Yang Qiu in a strange tone:

"How could a student be hurt so badly?"

Yang Qiu glanced at her:

"If I said I killed someone, would you report me?"

"You... You don't look like a bad man. How can you kill?"

She covered her face as if she wanted to laugh, but she couldn't laugh:

"You didn't really kill someone, did you? Kill bad people and good people? "

Yang Qiu smiled and looked lonely:

"Do you want to hear a story? Let me tell you a story? "

"Well, go ahead and I'll listen!"

She looked at Yang Qiu and felt that he seemed to have a breath of vicissitudes. She immediately blushed and panicked and said:

"Otherwise, I'd better not listen. I'm afraid you'll scare me by telling horror stories!"

Yang Qiuwen smiled:

"Don't be nervous. How could I scare you? I started! Once upon a time, there was a loser who was bullied since he was a child. No one cared about him at home except grandpa and an old housekeeper. Everyone bullied him and thought he was a loser. Everyone was indignant. Why did a loser become the heir of the family? This identity did not give him any benefit, On the contrary, he got more jealousy and revenge. Several times, he almost died in the hands of those people until one year, he met a girl. At that time, he was being locked in a dog cage by his brothers. "

When Yang Qiu said this, Qingning's eyes were full of tears. Yang Qiu sighed, picked up a paper towel at hand and handed it to her. She was stunned and took it with a red face.

"That was the happiest meeting in his life. Then he knew that the girl was his fiancee. She was so excellent, just like a fairy in the sky, beautiful and noble, while he was a toad on the earth. He knew that he was not worthy of the fairy like girl, but the fairy like girl had always taken care of him, He has always treated him like his relatives. They have to get married when they see twenty-five. Therefore, the boy thought of dying. Only when he died will he not affect the girl, so as not to be bullied by those people and scolded as waste by them. "

"He went racing and was seriously injured, but he didn't die. On the contrary, he not only didn't die, but also awakened the memory he had never had before. His life has changed dramatically since then."

This is Yang Qiu's story. He is an extremely lonely person. He can't even communicate with the world.

Even if someone knows that he is possessed and reborn, he is still lonely.

People around him can't say, friends can't say, relatives can't say. I don't know why, in front of this quiet and blushing girl, he is willing to tell her his story completely.

Qingning's hands held tightly together, and her trembling lips stammered a few times, but she fought back the tears in her eyes, blushed and whispered:

"This boy is so poor. That girl is so nice. Yang Qiu, do you really have such a good girl in the world?"

Yang Qiu smiled slowly, and there was tenderness in her eyes:

"Of course, she is that girl. She is a girl who makes people feel distressed and reluctant to let her get hurt."

Qingning looks at him quietly. Yang Qiu has a quiet feeling in her heart.

"I really want to know that girl."

"You are also a good girl, just like her."

Qingning's face was a little blushing. She didn't dare to see him. She lowered her head and said softly:

"I know. That little boy is you. Is she your fiancee? "

The girl is so clever. In front of Yang Qiu's eyes, Du Qingyu's beautiful face can't help but float a smile around her mouth:

"You're so smart. She's the one I have to protect all my life. I'd rather die than make her unhappy."