Ruan Qiuping helped Xiao Yuhuan up and leaned him against the pillar, then stood up, looked at Qi Yue, and asked, "What is the punishment for violating the rules?"
"The punishment was given by the teacher. I am only responsible for reporting your violation record and dealing with the aftermath."
"How do you deal with this?"
"Erasing their memories, of course."
"They?" Ruan Qiuping glanced at Xiao Yuhuan. "But when I used invisibility, this kid kept his eyes closed the whole time and didn't see anything."
"You shouldn't have had any contact with him in the first place. You were just a recorder. From the moment you became involved in his life, you were doing something wrong."
Ruan Qiuping particularly couldn't stand Qi Yue's condescending, expressionless way of speaking, as if he were a judge.
"If you want to contact a mortal, you have to erase their memory. Then why can the bracelet cancel the invisible state? Why not just set it to stay invisible forever?" Ruan Qiuping smiled and continued, "Senior Qiyue, don't you think you are meddling too much?"
Qi Yue frowned: "I'm just doing my duty."
"Really?" Ruan Qiuping raised his eyebrows and said with a half-smile, "I thought you were targeting me on purpose, just like you did to me before."
Qi Yue pursed her lips and said nothing.
Ruan Qiuping sighed and said slowly, "Ah, it seems that I am too petty. Senior Qiyue has completely forgotten about this matter. Why am I still bringing it up? It will only make everyone unhappy if I bring it up."
Qi Yue was silent for a while, then lowered her eyes and said, "... I will pretend I don't know about what happened today. You should be more careful next time."
"Oh! Then I have to thank you very much! Senior Qi Yue, take care!" Ruan Qiuping shouted loudly.
Qi Yue clenched one hand into a fist and then quickly unclenched it. He lowered his head to erase some of the memories of the kidnapper on the ground, then turned and left.
Ruan Qiuping breathed a sigh of relief only after seeing Qi Yue leave.
Thanks to his quick wit just now, he brought up the old story and made Qi Yue feel guilty, so he escaped.
In fact, what Qi Yue did to him at that time was not a big mistake.
When Ruan Qiuping first became sensible, he actually didn't quite understand his own identity. After all, his father was a heartless man at home. Although his mother was very depressed because of his bad luck, she never blamed or insulted him in front of Ruan Qiuping.
Ruan Qiuping felt at the time that his parents were no different from other people's parents, except that they didn't hug him or touch him.
At that time, the Ruan family still had neighbors. Qi Yue was a few years older than them and was one of the kids in that area.
Ruan Qiuping once ran over foolishly and wanted to play with them, but was rejected.
It was Qi Yue who told him that he was the God of Bad Luck.
It was Qi Yue who pushed him to the ground with the muddy stick.
It was Qi Yue who led that group of kids and threw rotten fruits at his door.
In Ruan Qiuping's long life journey, Qi Yue was the first one to tell him clearly how unlucky he was.
But this happened a long, long time ago, like a piece of rag that had been piled in a corner for hundreds of years. If you pull it out and shake it, it will shake out all the dust on the ground. If he was not afraid that Qi Yue would erase Xiao Yuhuan's memory, he would not bother to bring up this matter again.
Little Yuhuan was still in a coma. Ruan Qiuping walked over, squatted down, wiped the tears off Little Yuhuan's face, and couldn't help but smile: "Fortunately, your memory was preserved."
The kidnapper was still unconscious and sirens were already being heard outside the window.
Ruan Qiuping picked up a piece of glass from somewhere else and put it next to the broken rope, making it look like he had cut the rope with the glass. Just as Ruan Qiuping was about to pick up Xiao Yuhuan and leave, he suddenly found his own blood on a table leg on the ground.
Ruan Qiuping used magic to recover the drop of blood, but a small gray-black pit had been corroded on the place where the blood was stained on the table leg. Ruan Qiuping gently rubbed the small pit with his fingers, then stood up and walked out of here holding Xiao Yuhuan.
"Qiuping! Eat!" Ruan Shengfeng shouted downstairs.
"Get down right now!"
Ruan Qiuping said he would go down right away, but it took him more than ten minutes to come to the dining table.
Ruan Shengfeng was stunned. His eldest son, who usually wore short-sleeved shirts and shorts at home, was now wearing a light blue robe. His hair had grown longer with magic and was tied with a dark blue flowing cloud headband, which made his features look even more picturesque and handsome.
Well... Although his son's luck and magic are not very good, his appearance is still good.
Although he thought so in his heart, he still said: "Are you having a brain cramp? We are eating, why are you wearing this?"
"Brother is so handsome!" Ruan Dongdong was very supportive and raised his little hands to applaud vigorously.
"What do you think is different about me?" Ruan Qiuping turned around in a circle.
Ruan Shengfeng frowned: "What's the difference? Isn't this the only formal robe in your closet? Can flowers grow out of it... Wait, where did you buy the jade ring on your waist? You must have bought a fake one again. It looks..."
"It looks different and very beautiful, right?" Ruan Qiuping interrupted Ruan Shengfeng, holding the jade ring and said with a smile.
“…Where did it come from?” Ruan Shengfeng sensed something was wrong.
"It's a gift from someone else." Ruan Qiuping sat down and started eating.
Was it given by someone else? A man or a woman
Ruan Shengfeng seemed to be thinking about something.
Ruan Qiuping took two bites of food, turned his head to look at the white sky outside, and sighed: "Time passes so slowly, why hasn't tomorrow come yet!"
Ruan Qiuping poked the white rice in the bowl with chopsticks and felt that the rice looked very much like the white hospital gown that little Yuhuan was wearing when he was lying on the bed and waving goodbye to him.
Speaking of the white hospital gown, he recalled that when the doctor said Xiao Yuhuan urgently needed to rest, Xiao Yuhuan refused to close his eyes, saying that he was afraid that once he fell asleep, Ruan Qiuping would disappear.
Ruan Qiuping sat in front of the hospital bed and coaxed little Yuhuan for a long time before he finally got the child to sleep.
But even if the child fell asleep, he still had to hold his hand. If he moved even the slightest, the child would wake up.
… so clingy.
As he thought about it, Ruan Qiuping couldn't help laughing again.
After dinner, Ruan Qiuping went to the back mountain to practice his daily training.
After he left, Ruan Dongdong looked at the smile on Ruan Shengfeng's face and asked in confusion: "Dad, what are you laughing at?"
Ruan Shengfeng pinched Ruan Dongdong's little face and smiled: "Dongdong, your brother seems to be in love."
After observing for the next few days, Ruan Shengfeng basically confirmed his ideas.
He found that his son was most active when he went to college every day, and his mood changed the most when he came back every day, sometimes melancholy, sometimes relieved.
And he found that his son often came home with things.
Today he brought back a handful of candy, saying it was given to him by someone else.
Bring back a pot of flowers tomorrow and say it was given to them by someone else.
The day after tomorrow I brought back a hat, which was given to me by someone else.
So, his daughter-in-law should be a classmate of his son.
Moreover, during this period, Siming Academy is conducting practical courses in the form of groups.
Ruan Shengfeng was also an experienced person, so he naturally knew that this kind of group practice usually took a few minutes to complete the task, and the rest of the time was free activities. In the human world, it is definitely impossible to play alone, so you have to play in a group or with a few people. As you play, don’t feelings naturally develop? That’s how he and Xia Fushui met.
Therefore, his daughter-in-law should be a member of the same group as his son.
So, on the eighth day, Ruan Shengfeng coughed twice, seemingly nonchalantly, but in fact confidently asked, "Qiuping, what is the name of the prettiest girl in your group?"
"Oh, I'll be in a group by myself."
…
Ruan Shengfeng: “…Ah???”
"By the way, Dad." Ruan Qiuping looked in the mirror and stood on tiptoe a little, "Am I short?"
Ruan Shengfeng was still a little dazed, and answered stupidly: "Not low..."
Ruan Qiuping looked in the mirror and felt that his height of 1.81 meters was not too short.
Alas, the strange thing is that Xiao Yuhuan has grown too fast in the past two years. When he saw Xiao Yuhuan yesterday, Xiao Yuhuan was already a little taller than him. He wondered if he would grow taller today.
If Xiao Yuhuan was much taller than him, wouldn't he be embarrassed
"Dad, I'm leaving. Dongdong, bye."
Ruan Qiuping sighed, put on his schoolbag, picked up a cake from the table, and walked away with it in his mouth.
Ruan Shengfeng looked at his son's back with a confused look in his eyes.
You are in a group by yourself, so who are you dating
The opening ceremony of Yusen High School.
The freshman representative is speaking at the podium.
He was a boy of about fifteen or sixteen years old, with an upright figure, handsome features, and he was wearing a blue and white school uniform that was no different from everyone else's, yet he was indescribably handsome.
Thousands of students in the audience listened to his speech. No one was whispering or talking to each other. Only some bold girls quietly picked up their phones and recorded the entire speech of this young man.
The speech entered its final stage, but the young man seemed to suddenly see something, his voice paused, his eyes fixed on the back row of the conference room.
Then the boy suddenly lowered his head and smiled.
The moment the boy laughed, everyone's heart beat faster, as if they saw a black and white painting dyed with color. Countless gasps and the sound of cameras snapping pictures were heard in the conference hall.
The boy put down the speech manuscript in his hand, omitted hundreds of words, and just smiled and said: "Finally, I hope everyone can have a happy high school life."
As soon as he finished speaking, he put down the microphone and walked away almost impatiently.
His steps became faster and faster, until finally he stretched out his long legs and started running.
The dean walked up to the podium, picked up the microphone and continued to speak, but most of the students' attention was attracted by the running boy.
The young man strode to the end of the conference room, stretched out his long arms, and hugged a man wearing a peaked cap tightly in his arms. He lowered his head, hugged him tighter and tighter, and shouted softly with almost overwhelming joy:
"Ruan Ruan!"