"Just wrap some leaves or animal skins around your waist. I discovered that in the woods to the west of the village, the bark can be made into coarse cloth clothes after being peeled off and beaten and softened. However, there are also many ferocious monsters in the woods. , the bark of this tree is not easy to harvest, so this kind of coarse cloth is in extremely short supply... "
No wonder people here are dressed in rags—
This broken place is simply a primitive society!
It's really hard for her to be able to squat in this shabby place for more than half a year!
Gu Xijiu felt that for a young man like Di Fuyi who was delicate and expensive, he would definitely not be willing to sit on a sheet, so she spread out her own 'quilt': "You sit here first..."
At this point, he suddenly couldn't speak any more, and his eyes couldn't help but widen.
After just saying a few words, her humble dwelling began to take on a new look.
Di Fuyi seemed to be conjuring a set of tables and chairs from nowhere.
The tables and chairs are all made of rosewood, simple and elegant, and the chairs are covered with soft cushions, which makes you feel comfortable even without sitting down.
Then he brought out a soft couch. The quilt on the soft couch was soft and the color was consistent with the table and chairs.
Gu Xijiu stared at him dumbfounded, watching him take out teapots, teacups, clothes, robes, and various beddings from his sleeves...
She pursed her lips, walked over directly, and stared at his sleeves: "Are you really hiding a cornucopia here?"
Di Fuyi smiled, raised his sleeves, and handed his arm to her: "Come and touch it."
Gu Xijiu felt that this man was her fiancé anyway, and it would be okay to touch his sleeve, so she did so.
The little bronze hand reached into his sleeve, trying to find the 'treasure pot'.
Strange, where did he put the 'cornucopia'
Gu Xijiu continued to touch inside without giving up, but still didn't touch anything. She moved her hand down and touched the cuff of the inner robe...
Maybe inside the sleeves of the robe
She simply reached into the sleeves of her inner robe and dug in...
Di Fuyi originally let her go with a funny look on his face, but now that he has lost his memory, she has become much tougher and cuter.
Gu Xijiu has a temperament that won't give up until she achieves her goal. Naturally, she won't give up if she can't figure it out for a while. The more she touches, the higher she gets -
What disappointed her was that even though she had touched it so thoroughly, she still didn't touch anything. His sleeves were just sleeves, not even an extra strip of cloth.
She finally gave up and was about to retract her hand when Di Fuyi suddenly held her wrist and pushed her. Gu Xijiu took a few steps back and sat directly on the soft couch...
She was startled and subconsciously wanted to stand up, but Di Fuyi held her down: "Don't move, let me see your injury. Where is the injury?"
Gu Xijiu's heart was beating fast: "I really don't need to look... It's already healed."
"You'd better tell where the injury is." Di Fuyi's lips seemed to be smiling, his voice was very soft, but the look in his eyes was extremely strong.
Gu Xijiu's eyes flickered slightly, and she felt a strange feeling while her heart was beating.
She usually didn't like men approaching her, but she didn't hate Di Fuyi's approach at all. She even felt inexplicably familiar and at ease with him.
It seemed that he was really her fiancé. Since he was her fiancé, Gu Xijiu no longer had any worries and coughed lightly: "Okay, I'll show you, you get up first."
The fact that he was half-pressing her made her nervous, her heartbeat was beating so hard, and she couldn't breathe.
Di Fuyi finally stood up and let go of her, but he still sat on the side of the couch. He felt her pulse first. After a while, he took back his hand and said, "Your heart is beating so fast! Are you nervous?"
Gu Xijiu's face felt hot and she blurted out, "It's because the weather is too hot."
So hot and heart rate racing
Di Fuyi couldn't help but want to laugh. The corners of his lips curled up slightly and he responded with a smile: "Well, it turns out the weather is too hot."
Gu Xijiu's face became even hotter, and she became angry and sat up: "I don't want you to check me anymore!"
There was still paint on her face, but Di Fuyi was very close to her after all, and he could clearly see her slightly pursed mouth and wide-open eyes...
This was the first time he saw her acting like a little girl in anger. He didn't dare to tease her anymore. He raised his hand to hold her down: "Stupid, I respond to you like this, but you still lose your temper. Be good, let me see you." injury."
Gu Xijiu was suffocated. She was not someone who lost her temper easily, but for some reason, she wanted to make trouble unreasonably in front of him...
And his "good boy" made her heart tremble.
Finally he lay down again.
The first place she was injured was under her ribs, the second was on the outside of her thigh, and the third was on her lower abdomen...
The wounds were not shallow, and her so-called recovery was just that the wounds healed and the redness and swelling were not that severe.
The big scar is still there, and it looks shocking.
She lay on his soft couch, sleeping in such a comfortable place for the first time in her memory, and beside him, he lifted up her clothes and pants to inspect the wounds on her body.
After seeing her wounds, he had a very ugly expression on his face: "Is this okay? I bet your wounds will leave permanent ugly scars! It will still hurt on rainy days!"
"It's okay, I don't care about scars." In this world, just being able to survive is good.
"You don't care, I care." Di Fuyi's voice was cold.
Gu Xijiu: "..." She blurted out and wanted to ask him, 'What do you care about', but then she thought of something and didn't say this.
Di Fuyi didn't speak anymore, but applied an ointment to her wound bit by bit. The ointment was slightly cold, but her heart felt warm.
People who have no memory have a sense of uncertainty in their hearts, and they really want to have someone to rely on, but she has no one to rely on here. People who have come here in the past six months have regarded her as someone to rely on, as someone who can survive. Support, so she practiced hard and worked hard to become stronger.
No one really cared about whether she was suffering, whether she was tired, whether she was in pain, and even if she was injured, they dared not say anything for fear of affecting her morale...
And now, he came here, forcefully intervened in her life, forcefully healed her wounds, stood up for her, and made her feel that she finally had someone to rely on—
It feels new and warm.
The room was a little quiet for a while, except for the faint smoke rising from the three-legged beast cauldron in the corner of the room.
(End of chapter)