The man was stunned, looking at the little beggar with bruises on his face who was leaning over to him. He was unable to come back to his senses for a long time until he heard his voice.
"You hit the back of your head on a rock when you fell, and the blood clots inside affected your nerves. I think it's just a short-term amnesia, and it will be fine once the blood clots disappear." She clapped her hands and stood up: "Okay, you're awake, and I should go too."
Upon hearing this, the man became anxious and quickly stood up while forcing himself to endure the pain from the wound in his abdomen. He followed Fengjiu with some uneasiness and trepidation. He wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to say it, so he could only look at him in silence.
After the man stood up, Feng Jiu was startled. Only then did she realize that he was very tall, more than half a head taller than her. Moreover, his skin was an ancient color and he was strong, even stronger than the uncle. The clothes he was wearing were stretched a little tight by him, and the muscles on his arms were tense, as if the clothes could be torn at any time.
She turned her eyes to the man following her and asked, "What are you doing?" She just saved someone, but didn't expect to get into such trouble.
"Can I, can I follow you?" The man looked at her uneasily: "I don't remember anything, and I only recognize you."
A dark line crossed Fengjiu's forehead. This sounded so familiar, that **** seemed to have said the same thing when she was leaning on that uncle.
"I, I will never cause you any trouble."
Fengjiu rolled her eyes and said bluntly: "You are trouble in yourself."
If it wasn't for him, why would she have had to fight the wolves for the entire night? With her skills and speed, she could have escaped even if she couldn't fight.
After hearing no sound for a while, she raised her eyes to take a look, and was stunned.
"Why are you crying, you grown man?"
Such a big guy was standing there with red eyes and tears, just like a bullied young wife. How could she not be dumbfounded
"You won't let me follow..."
He looked at her aggrievedly: "I don't know where to go, and I don't know how to get back, and you won't let me follow..."
Fengjiu stroked her forehead and looked up at the sky in silence. It turned out that she was in trouble...
Is this retribution in this life? She relies on others, and others rely on her.
She walked to the stream, took out the bamboo tube and filled it with some water, then took off the outer garment that was splashed with wolf blood and threw it away.
When she was about to leave, she found that the person behind her was still standing there stupidly, looking at her as if he wanted to follow her but didn't dare to. She sighed, "Why are you still standing there? Go!"
"Oh, oh!" The man was stunned for a moment, nodded happily, and walked over quickly, but he still covered the wound on his abdomen with one hand to endure the pain.
The two walked up the hill and entered the forest. At this time, Feng Jiu, who was walking slowly, had a slight gleam in her eyes. She glanced around calmly and continued walking.
"Um, what should I call you?" The man asked as he followed Fengjiu.
"Whatever." She responded casually, not paying attention to the conversation.
Hearing this, the man thought about it, then asked with a smile: "You are younger than me, so how about I call you my little brother?"
"Um."