Yan Qiu walked into the room on the second floor.

This place is completely different from the nanny's room he used to live in, but somewhat similar to Fu Shuangchi's room layout.

Looking at the spacious and bright room, Yan Qiu realized how ridiculous it was in his previous life to be so moved by a nanny's room.

But he has more important things to do than think about these things.

Yan Qiu didn't pack his things, but casually pushed the suitcase to a corner aside.

Then he sat down on the chair beside the desk and exerted a slight force on the fingers of his right hand.

The long-lost sense of strength returned to his body, and Yan Qiu stared down at his uninjured fingers for a while, then raised his right hand, and tightened his grip on the pendant around his neck little by little.

The body lost the tension it had just downstairs, and leaned back, quietly looking at the ceiling above her head.

"Auntie." Yan Qiu said to himself habitually, "Everything hasn't happened yet, so don't worry about me."

After sorting out his emotions, Yan Qiu took out from the suitcase the carving knife left by his aunt and a piece of walnut wood that he had bought by chance before.

Then staring at the walnut wood in front of him, he began to design the shape he wanted to carve.

He didn't know how far his stomach cancer had developed at this time?

But judging from his feeling, it should not have reached the point of being irreversible in the previous life.

So he needs money, he needs to heal himself first.

But before making money, he still wanted to engrave a gift by himself.

Having made up his mind, Yan Qiu began to lower his head and slowly draw lines.

He intends to carve a handle piece of Wenwan wood-carved snapping turtle.

Then give it to the old friend met in the antique market in the previous life.

Yan Qiu still remembers the appearance of that old man, with gray hair, a wool shoulder-length Tang suit, holding two polished Wenwan walnuts with four-story lion heads in his hands, and a bunch of small-leaf red sandalwood around his wristThere are thin lines of laughter in the corners of the eyes when he smiles, and he looks hale and hearty.

When Yan Qiu went to Wenwan Market for the first time, he brought some small gadgets carved by himself, and he didn't expect to sell them for a high price.

But the old man stopped suddenly when he was strolling in front of his booth, and then picked up one of Tang Ma's handles and looked at it carefully.

He watched it for a long time, so long that Yan Qiu wondered if his engraving was too bad, and someone in the industry saw something, so he planned to pack up his things and leave quickly in embarrassment.

However, at this time the old man suddenly said: "This is not bad."

"Do you really like it?" Yan Qiu asked cautiously with some uncertainty.

The old man looked at his nervous appearance, smiled and said kindly: "Why do you have to look at me for so long if you don't like me?"

After finishing speaking, he also commented a few words in a timely manner, "You are still too young, your skills are not enough, and your sword skills are not smooth enough, but..."

The old man paused for a moment and continued: "The layout and proportions are all old-fashioned, very aura. I like works with aura."

After listening to the old man's words, Yan Qiu felt as if he had eaten cotton candy, his heart was light, soft and wobbly, so he took the initiative to pick up the Tang Ma's handle and said: "Since you like it, I will give it to you.”

The old man smiled when he heard the words, and changed his address, "Little friend, a compliment can change your work, how do you still do business?"

Yan Qiu smiled embarrassedly, "Then you can set a price at will."

Lao Wu didn't argue any more, he just took off the beads in his hand, "Little friend is so sincere, talking about money is clichéd, so I'll take this string of beads in exchange."

Although Yan Qiu grew up in such a place for the first half of his life, he has never seen anything good.

But the old man's dress and conversation can tell that he is not an ordinary person, coupled with his understanding of wood, he quickly recognized that it was a prayer bead made of rosewood.

This is much higher than the value of the Tang horse ornament he made out of sandalwood.

"No, it's too expensive." Yan Qiu quickly waved his hand.

But the old man took his hand and put the prayer beads into his hand.

"It doesn't matter whether it is expensive or not, it's just that this Buddhist bead has been consecrated, and I hope it can bless you."

After speaking, he picked up the Tang horse and left.

Later, Yan Qiu met the old man several times in Wenwan Market, and the two chatted a few times each time, and sometimes the old man would give him some pointers.

Gradually, the two of them actually felt like they had been friends for a long time.

Although the old man didn't comment much, it was really of great benefit to people like Yan Qiu who were purely talented and self-taught.

So went to the antique market later, more for learning.

Until that car accident.

Yan Qiu still can't forget that night, because it was raining and it was hard to stop the car, so he ran back in the rain.

In order to go back earlier, he took a detour.

It was a very long old ancient alley, and the street lamps on the side of the street were dim and old, swaying with the heavy rain in the night.

As soon as Yan Qiu came out of the alley, there was a dazzling far light in front of him.

He subconsciously raised his hand to cover his eyes, but before he could react, he saw the car hit him directly, and then he flew out.

The icy heavy rain mercilessly poured on his body, and all the bones in his body seemed to be broken at that moment.

Yan Qiu thought he would die on that rainy night, but fortunately, a kind passer-by called an ambulance for him.

Afterwards, the whole person was like losing his soul.

He couldn't open his eyes and couldn't speak, he could only hear various voices coming from his ears.

The casters of the transfer bed slid across the hard ground, the doctor shouted eagerly, and the sound of tick-tock, which he didn't know well, was the sound of the machine working.

When woke up again, it was already two days later.

Lu Ruan sat next to him, her face full of distress, "Xiao Qiu? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

Afraid that she was worried, Yan Qiu subconsciously shook his head, then subconsciously propped up his arms and wanted to sit up.

However, as soon as he moved, there was a heart-rending pain in his right arm.

He looked in the direction of his arm in surprise, and then saw that his right hand was in a plaster cast and he couldn't move it.

Seeing this, Lu Ruan quickly explained: "Don't move, it's just a broken bone, and it will get better if you take care of it slowly."

Yan Qiu touched the pendant on his neck with his other barely moving hand.

The pendant was still there, and he was relieved.

Then, look to the wrist of the left hand.

There used to be a red sandalwood Buddhist beads there, and he took that string of Buddhist beads as a gift from the old man, and he wore them every day to express his love, but now they are gone.

"Where's my Buddhist beads?" Yan Qiu, who was lying on the bed at that time, resisted the discomfort and asked with difficulty.

Lu Ruan also looked dazed, but still held his hand and comforted him: "Don't worry, what prayer beads? Mom will send someone to find it for you, maybe it's still there."

Hearing this, Yan Qiu held her finger back and held it tightly, "Help me get it back."

Lu Ruan fully agreed, but in the end he reneged on his word.

His right hand is not just a simple fracture, and it will never recover.

Lu Ruan didn't get back the string of beads, and finally bought him a new string as a replacement.

Yan Qiu couldn't bear to see her sad along with him, so he finally took the string of beads and comforted her with a smile that she was fine.

But at that time, Yan Qiu never thought that the culprit of the car accident would be Fu Shuangchi.

But Lu Ruan knew everything, but chose to deceive herself with him.

Although he did not take away the string of Buddhist beads that Lu Ruan gave him when he left Fu's family in his last life.

But as long as think about it, it's still as disgusting as swallowing a fly.

The carving knife in his hand was a little unsteady, and Yan Qiu knew that it was because of the emotional impact of memories, so he stopped the movement in his hand.

He looked at the snapping turtle with only an outline in his hand, and slowly stabilized his emotions.

He has nothing now, so he must not be too hasty.

Just as he was thinking, he heard a knock on the door suddenly.

Yan Qiu put the things in his hand into the drawer, and then said, "Please come in."

As soon as the words fell, Lu Ruan pushed the door open and walked in.

"Xiaoqiu." Like the previous life, Lu Ruan held a dessert in his hand, trying to get closer to him.

"Is there something wrong?" Yan Qiu said rather indifferently.

In the previous life, he had seen too much of her hypocrisy, so Yan Qiu was too lazy to accompany her to play the role of motherly kindness and filial piety.

Lu Ruan didn't seem to expect him to be so indifferent, her fingers holding the dessert stiffened for a moment, but soon returned to normal.

With a smile on his face again, he placed the dessert in front of him.

"Just now I saw that you only ate a bowl of noodles. I was afraid that you would be hungry, so I personally made you a dessert. Would you like some?"

"No." Yan Qiu refused, "I'm not hungry."

Yan Qiu's repeated cold treatment made Lu Ruan feel a little bit uneasy.

So the smile faded away.

Seeing that he really didn't want to communicate with her, Lu Ruan pondered for a moment, and finally got straight to the point and got to the point.

"Don't mind what happened today. In fact, Xiao Chi is not a bad person by nature. He was just spoiled by us since he was a child, and he couldn't accept it for a while." Lu Ruan tried to be as tactful as possible, trying to repair their relationship.

Yan Qiu didn't speak, just looked down at the desserts on the table, without giving any response.

Seeing his attitude all the time, Lu Ruan ran out of patience.

"If you have any dissatisfaction, you can tell your mother, but such an attitude is really impolite."

Hearing this, Yan Qiu finally raised his head and gave her a look, "Mom?"

Seeing that he finally reacted, Lu Ruan's attitude softened, and she was about to speak, but she didn't expect Yan Qiu's next sentence to be, "Whose mother are you?"

Lu Ruan was stunned by the question, "What do you mean?"

"I mean..." Yan Qiu smiled when he said this.

"Today is my first day back. Fu Shuangchi messed up my first meal, and then cut my hand with a knife. Don't you plan to care about me? Instead, the first thing you say is to make amends for him."

"No, he..." Upon hearing this, Lu Ruan immediately wanted to explain.

However, Yan Qiu didn't intend to listen to her reasons, and just followed her words, "He is as old as me, twenty years old, not two years old, doesn't he know what he is doing?"

Lu Ruan was dumbfounded by what he said, and could only continue to explain in embarrassment, "Mom didn't mean that, I would say him too."

After what happened in the past, Yan Qiu naturally didn't believe her words at all, and he didn't bother to waste time talking with her.

However, at this moment, Lu Ruan seemed to have suddenly thought of something and asked, "By the way, let me see the scar on your arm. It's a burn, right?"

As he spoke, he reached out to grab his arm.

However, Yan Qiu avoided it before touching it, and his hands stopped in mid-air in such an embarrassing manner.

Yan Qiu watched her face turn red and then pale, raised his hand and patted the place she almost touched, and said word by word: "Old wounds, nothing to look at."

"I……"

"And" Yan Qiu interrupted her, "If some concerns come too late, there is no need to come again."

The author has something to say:

Unfortunately, two chapters have been coded with difficulty and will be released in advance, and one more chapter will be released during the daytime on the 24th. Everyone must take good precautions and pay attention to your health~