I had nothing to do these two nights, Wentian was lying in bed, and I couldn't help but think of the first meeting I had with her, and I couldn't help but sigh, I just met for just ten minutes, and I didn't even say a word on the road, and I was ruined by the boys who came in a hurry behind, heh!

smiled self-deprecatingly, for the time being, let's say that the Hand of God and Ling Xiaoyun are two unrelated people, to be honest, in his heart, Dongfang Yuyan and the Hand of God or Ling Xiaoyun The three girls are the best he has ever seen, both in terms of appearance and temperament, they are all equal, but now calm down and think about it carefully, I can leave a deep image in Wentian's heart, the most thoughtful, and the most wanted to see is actually the Hand of God!!

I don't know why, maybe Dongfang Yuyan and Ling Xiaoyun are both excellent girls who are very eye-catching, but now in Wentian's heart, they are excellent, just excellent, maybe they should be added to the beauty of the fairy, in addition to their very excellent appearance and moving temperament with different styles, they have not left any image for Wentian, that is to say, when they see Dongfang Yuyan and Ling Xiaoyun, they will be excited and happy, but when they are gone, they don't care, and they don't even think about them.

But in Wentian's heart, the delicate and moving white figure of the hand of God has been flashing in the past two days, especially the indescribable eyes, round and divine, like the deep starlight shining in the night sky, clear and shiny, like the clear reflection of autumn water and the silver moon.

It seems to contain a kind of helpless sorrow, forgiveness and tolerance, love for life, and dedication to ideals, what kind of eyes are they, what kind of girl is the hand of God with such eyes, and how many secrets are hidden in her heart?

Coupled with her mysterious identity, all of this has formed a mystery, a mystery that makes Wentian can't help but be attracted and wants to inquire, and finally, before going to sleep, he came to a conclusion that surprised him: the most attractive to him was the hand of God, not Dongfang Yuyan and Ling Xiaoyun!

So if the Hand of God is really Ling Xiaoyun as conjecture, then doesn't it mean that the person who attracts you the most and wants to see the most is Ling Xiaoyun?

"Whatever, let's wait until it's proven!" This was the last thought before starting to practice in the middle of the night.

The next morning, the wind and the sun were strong, and Wentian also joined the ranks of the morning exercises, which surprised the others, and the basic skills in place made them dumbfounded, Wentian smiled and said that he was also the number one master in Shanxi before, and the other people were contemptuous of the "cut ~~~~~" sound continuously, and retorted:

"I'm afraid it's a good basic skill in dancing!" Wen Tian spread out his hands, shrugged his shoulders, his mouth flattened, and there was a helpless and indifferent expression on his face, which made everyone believe that their judgment was true.

As for the fact that he is undefeated in the East, he never thought of telling these partners that the fewer people who know his identity, the safer he will be, and he doesn't want to involve these partners, after all, he is doing a murderous business, no matter how it is a crime, there is no need to let them know.

I know how to do martial arts, anyway, I said it, they don't believe it, hehe, when the time comes, I also have a shield, Wentian is calculating in his heart, and on the surface, he is still talking and laughing with everyone, and he is exercising seriously.

The class was still to be attended, and he was still in the same happy mood as before without any worries, and a gentle smile on the corner of his ordinary face seemed to have become a sign that he was in a good mood. Sitting in class, using two minds, while practicing, while listening attentively to the teacher's lecture, naturally, bring others the illusion of being free and easy.

There were still no classmates around his desk, but it didn't matter if he asked the sky, but he thought that such an environment was conducive to his practice.

When others were enthusiastic about the hurtful things he had just come, they naturally gradually subsided, and at this time, Wentian once again dropped a heavy weight on them*:

The news of being with Ling Xiaoyun, the goddess of their whole school, seems to have grown wings on the campus, and everyone knows about it, and no one knows it, so that every time he comes to class in the past two days, the students have nothing to do to find his fault, and after once again sending a few boys who are emotionally intense and overbehaved to the infirmary, the students now hide from a distance and look at him with strange eyes, pointing at him.

And Wentian feels that he has more and more potential to become a big man, walking on the road, facing the guidance and attention of the teachers and students of the school, he can do not blush, panting, not rushing, and indifferent, and his cheekiness can be said to be much deeper.

At noon, an unexpected figure appeared at the door of Wentian's classroom, which immediately caused an uproar in the school again, but it turned out that Ling Xiaoyun had come to find Wentian.

Ling Xiaoyun wore a pink shirt today, still sky blue pants, white travel shoes, silky black and bright long hair was tied at the back of her head by a white ribbon, tied into a ponytail, revealing her flawless cheeks, slightly flushed with a little peach, with a gentle smile on her face radiating amazing charm, standing there quietly, slim, like a pure lotus in the water, so that everyone who saw her couldn't help but have a poem in their hearts:

"Clear water out of hibiscus, natural to decorate. ”

After Wentian packed up his books, he walked in front of Ling Xiaoyun, with a look of surprise and surprise on his face, as if he was surprised that she would come to him, and said with a smile:

"Okay, why did you come to me?"

Ling Xiaoyun smiled back, revealing a mouthful of small and neat teeth, which fascinated the people around her, dizzy, and said softly:

"How are you, why can't I come to you?"

Speaking of this, he looked at Wentian and smiled slightly and continued: "The weather is good today, at noon, can I have dinner with you?" When the word "you" was spoken, the tone increased slightly.

Wen Tian blinked, he naturally understood what Ling Xiaoyun meant in his heart, she now knew who she was, maybe she came to find herself this time just to meet a few other special students from the mainland, thinking of this, Wen Tian's heart was filled with a burst of disappointment for some reason, and he muttered:

"Strange feeling. Then he raised his head and said happily:

"It's a great honor. For the invitation issued by a beauty like Ling Xiaoyun, Wen Tian couldn't find any reason to refuse in his heart.

Walking on the way to the cafeteria, I saw that some of the boys who were together beat their chests and cried, some hid their faces and cried, some had their faces full of affection, and some were sad and desperate.

Suddenly, there was an exclamation and a scream from the crowd of students, and the two looked up when they heard the sound, and just saw a boy rolling down the stairs, and between the violent collision between his body and the stairs, the boy lying under the stairs was injured in the knee and bleeding, and the sudden pain made the boy involuntarily let out a painful *.

Ling Xiaoyun let out a soft snort, ran over in three steps and two steps, and whispered to the injured boy: "Don't move, you're injured!" After speaking, she took out a white handkerchief from her trouser pocket, opened it and folded it a few times, and skillfully bandaged the injured part of the boy.

Where can the injured boy still feel the pain of the injury, just stunned to look at the delicate face of the goddess in his mind, for a while, he couldn't say half a sentence at all, his mouth opened wide, and the look of disbelief in his eyes reached the point of no return, maybe he was constantly asking himself in his heart:

"Is this true? Is this true? Is it all true?".

The boys around were shocked at the same time, but also looked at the boy with a little envy and jealousy. Words of the Crowd:

If vision can kill, I believe that this injured boy has been killed many times, including Wentian, of course.

Wen Tian couldn't help but be stunned, like this kind of thing, Wen Tian really didn't expect that Ling Xiaoyun would go to bandage that boy's wound, what was the reason for her to do this? Wen Tian's heart was full of questions, he walked over, squatted down, looked at the pair of slender jade hands skillfully bandaging the wound, and then looked up at Ling Xiaoyun, his heart was shocked, and he said secretly: Sure enough, it's her.

Why? Why is she so young, but her eyes reveal such a strong sadness and helplessness? Why? Why is her heart kind, and her eyes are wrapped in endless forgiveness and tolerance, and love for life? Why? Why?

Wentian kept asking himself in his heart. When he looked at Ling Xiaoyun's slightly furrowed brows, and the eyes that made people couldn't help but feel heartache and pity, Wen Tian couldn't help but feel a little resentful in his heart for this injured boy, if he hadn't been injured, how could Ling Xiaoyun show such a heartbreaking gaze!!

"Oh! Ling Xiaoyun's brows finally relaxed, and she smiled happily: "However, you'd better go to the school infirmary to have a look, and take some medicine for the injury, so that it will get better faster." ”

"Oh! ah...... Good, good, thank you, thank you. The boy was resigned, and thanked him again and again.

"Heh, you're welcome. Ling Xiaoyun stood up with a smile and said with an apologetic smile: "I'm sorry for the delay." ”

Wen Tiandingshen looked at Ling Xiaoyun, as if he wanted to see her thoroughly and understand, and then said with an indifferent smile: "It's okay, let's go." ”

Ling Xiaoyun saw Wen Tian's strange eyes looking at her, her small mouth opened, and after being stunned, she smiled coquettishly: "What's wrong with you?"

"Hehe, it's nothing!" Wen Tian's expression returned to normal and walked out, in fact, he just wanted to ask Ling Xiaoyun why he had such sad eyes, but he didn't know what was going on, and he couldn't spit out the words as soon as they reached his throat.

He didn't know, he had already started to care about Ling Xiaoyun now, he cared about Ling Xiaoyun, so he was afraid of hurting her, he was afraid in his heart that after he asked that question, he would make Ling Xiaoyun remember the reason that made him sad, and he knew that the hand of God was her.