He squatted down against the willow tree by the roadside, held his knees firmly with both hands, lowered his head and buried his face and sobbed softly, muttering Ji Wei's name in his mouth.

He wanted to find him, but he couldn't exert himself, his legs were weak, and he couldn't walk. The only thing can do is to pray in heart that Ji Wei will appear and rescue him from the fire and water.

So when Liu Yimian heard the familiar call, he raised his head with tears in his eyes—

Just met Ji Wei's nervous and worried eyes.

At this moment, Ji Wei is like a god.

Liu Yimian was stunned, and the sudden turmoil in his heart drowned him violently.

He jumped up and threw himself on Ji Wei.

Ji Wei, who had just bent down and was not ready, subconsciously hugged Liu Yimian's slender waist and was thrown back two steps before he stabilized.

The person in his arms shivered with fear, and octopus-like limbs wrapped around him.

Ji Wei's heart was tangled, and even breathing was painful.

"I'm late, don't be afraid, Brother Ji is here." He gently stroked the young man's thin back, as if he was coaxing a baby who doesn't know the world, and even his tone of voice was unbelievably gentle.

The boy's stiff shoulders gradually relaxed, his face buried in Ji Wei's shoulders, and he wept lowly.

The author has something to say: I have replaced it, but my hand still hurts, so I am late, sorry.

Chapter 73

"Let's go home." Ji Wei stroked the boy's thin back.

After waiting until his emotions gradually calmed down, he held his shoulders, and with a little force, separated Liu Yimian from his arms.

The boy looked up at him.

She stopped crying, but her eyes were still red, like a white rabbit whose hair was ruffled by the wind, looking pitiful.

If it wasn't for him not holding him just now, so that he was rushed by the crowd and dispersed, there would not be such a thing happening now.

Although Ji Wei didn't know what happened, seeing Liu Yimian crying like this, he should have guessed that there must be an accident. And this accident will never be as simple as losing the wallet.

It's his fault.

Ji Wei was almost overwhelmed by self-blame, but he couldn't show it. Instead, he tried his best to appease Liu Yimian and help him stabilize his mood earlier.

With Ji Wei by his side, Liu Yimian's fear slowly dissipated.

He took a step back, came out of Ji Wei's arms, reached out and grabbed Ji Wei's sleeve, looking a little helpless.

"Let's go home!"

"Okay."

Ji Wei Yuguang swept his right arm, the boy's hand tightly clenched a corner of his sleeve, and his fingertips were a little white.

With a little effort on his left hand, he tore it off.

Liu Yimian bit her lower lip and retracted her hand that wanted to make a fist, but was intercepted halfway.

Ji Wei's big palm firmly held his left hand, and the heat penetrated the back of his hand, almost burning Liu Yimian's heart.

"Let's go." Ji Wei said this, and without giving Liu Yimian time to react, he pulled him away.

After passing through the lively street market, it was only until outside the West Alley that it was clean.

"Mumbling."

Walking in the dark alley, can hear the loud shouting from the street.

Ji Wei called out, and Liu Yimian answered in a low voice.

"Can you tell me?"

Liu Yimian looked at him secretly, hesitating.

"If you don't want to say it, I won't force you." Ji Wei took Liu Yimian's hand, squeezed it, and said with some distress, "It's cold all the way, so I need to burn some hot water to warm it up when I go back."

In this world, the person who is willing to tolerate him, care for him, and pity him may only be the man in front of him.

Who else can tell other than tell him.

Liu Yimian thought in her heart.

After a moment of silence, Liu Yimian said uncomfortably, "...Someone stole my money bag." The palm held by Ji Wei broke out in cold sweat. Ji Wei's grip was even tighter.

Ji Wei snorted, "And then."

Liu Yimian shook her body, and recalled that disgusting feeling again, and her voice trembled a little: "He... his hands are still messing around on me... stroking..."

The last two words were spoken very lightly. If Ji Wei hadn't been standing beside Liu Yimian, maybe he wouldn't have been able to hear it.

But no matter what, he still heard clearly.

Because of Xu's self-blame and Xu's anger, Ji Wei suddenly let out a low roar, startling Liu Yimian beside him, and even pulled his hand back.

He twisted his hands, looked at Ji Wei with a little worry and a little panic, "Brother Ji, are you, are you okay?"

Ji Wei took a deep breath before suppressing the evil fire in his heart, and said calmly, "Nothing." He took out the key hanging on his belt, opened the lock, grabbed Liu Yimian's wrist, and pulled him in. house.

"Brother Ji?" Liu Yimian was a little confused.

"Do you know what that person looks like?" Ji Wei asked with frown.

"There are a lot of people around, I didn't see him..." Liu Yimian became depressed when she thought of this. It would be great if he could be caught, then there was a tael of silver and a few dozen pennies in the purse.

Ji Wei sneered, "He's lucky, otherwise I'll dig three feet into the ground and find him." After speaking, he quickly laughed, diluting the coldness on his face, for fear of scaring Liu Yimian.

"Okay, it's all right. Don't take it to heart, just let him go." Ji Wei boiled a bowl of goat milk and sprinkled ground almond powder in it, which not only removed the milky smell, but also smelled More nut aroma.

Almond flour is the flour made from almonds that Ji Wei bought for Liu Yimian.

Compared with milk tea, it is more conducive to sleep at night.

After drinking the almond milk, Ji Wei rushed Liu Yimian to bed to rest. He was very angry, angry at the thief who was not caught, and angry at himself for not being optimistic about Liu Yimian, which made him suffer this kind of grievance in vain.

After walking back and forth in the yard for more than half an hour, he returned to the house in the cold air, took off his coat and went to bed.