Gentleman Wushuang of Douluo Continent

Chapter 151 Friends of the Mist, Forgotten Things (1)

"So, I guess Xiao Jiu'er might be able to return to normal after a while."

"Recovery? I now hope that he will continue to be so foolish." After hearing this, Yueguan not only did not feel happy, but even more sad on his face.

Hu Liena stood aside, looking at Yue Guan's expression a little at a loss, "Grandpa Yue..."

Yueguan sat on the stone steps and shook her head at Hu Liena, "I'm fine, you sneaked out of the old man, go back to training."

Hu Liena hesitated, glanced at the ghost, saw the ghost nodded, she breathed a sigh of relief, and said goodbye to the two grandpas.

"……Yes."

When Hu Liena left, Ghost looked worriedly at Yueguan beside him, and opened his mouth, but when the words came to his lips, he was like Hu Liena, not knowing what to say, "Old Guan..."

Yue Guan didn't reply when he heard the words, but squeezed the roots of the mountain and looked up at the clouds in the blue sky.

Maybe it's because he feels so sad about the child every day, and now the white clouds that look at him look like that child.

Speaking of the child, they kept them by their side for six years. During the seven or eight years they left, although they hadn't met each other, they kept in touch with each other by letter.

They talked about the prospect of the future, they talked about grand plans, they talked about martial soul skills, they talked about the sole power of the pope, they talked about how to intrigue with the pope...

These days, the memory of the child in his mind was shaking, and a confusion arose in his heart.

From leaving to the accident, when did the child know that he had a physical problem?
He is a boy in his early ten years old, no, maybe not even ten years old, such a young child, the moment he learned of his physical problem, he didn't tell anyone, but buried it in his heart and endured it silently.

How did he feel when he wrote letters to them?Was there a moment when you wanted to tell them?
Maybe not.

After all, that is a child who can say bad things as a joke.

He took a breath and calmed down for a while, he thought of the incomprehension of the ghost and Hu Liena who had just left after he finished his words just now, and said slowly.

"Don't you think, old ghost? If Guaijiu returns to normal and knows that he only has two years to live, he... will be happy until he leaves, at least if he is stupid."

"Ugh."

……

In the mist, Yue Jiuxian looked at the unreal scenes around him, and felt vigilant in his heart. He swallowed and clenched his fists tightly.

Just when he turned around dozens of times, feeling like he was going to be trapped here, he heard a soft voice.

"Little Nine?"

"Little Nine!"

Yue Jiuxian was overjoyed when he heard the sound, he hurriedly chased after the source of the sound, muttering as he walked, "Xiaohua...it's Xiaohua, you're finally back!"

Coming to a place similar to Yan's lounge, Yue Jiuxian stopped, looked at the person in front of him, and was stunned.

I just heard someone say, "Xiaohua? Brother, I'm Xiao Haitang. You don't remember me?"

Yue Jiuxian looked at Mo Xiaotang in confusion, and murmured, "Little Haitang...who is it?"

He tried hard to think, but his mind seemed to be sealed against a piece of content, and he couldn't touch it at all.

Just for a short while, thinking about this question made his brain ache and broke out in a cold sweat.

Mo Xiaotang also saw his pain, and hurried forward to help him, but the moment he touched his brother's body, his head went blank.

(End of this chapter)