In fact, the content of the letter was more than that, but looking at the circles and forks all over the paper, Yanling stuffed it back into the envelope with a headache, and randomly stuffed it into the decoration on the cabinet in the room.

Is this Qin Bai's so-called "carefully modified" confession letter? No wonder, no wonder, Mei Yanzhi's eyes were so strange when he looked at her—he was actually thinking about Mei Yanzhi's fork...... Also circle the heart of the fork...... It's hard to imagine Mei Yanzhi's mood when he read the letter. It is estimated that the image of this idiot of her will have to be chiseled on her head for a long time, and she will not be able to dissipate - God knows how much she wants to light a candle [candle] for herself.

After lying on the bed for a while, Yanling finally got up.

Next, it's time to meet the important person who is closely related to whether she can go home - He Jianshuang. Looking at the time, it's almost time to pass the primary test. She wasn't worried about whether He Jianshuang could stay in the Artemisia Mountain Sect, according to the plot, it was inevitable that he would become a disciple of the Artemisia Mountain Sect.

I pushed open the door to my bedroom, and the sun was shining at noon. In the arch in front of the bedroom, suddenly a human voice came from it, as if someone was leading someone this way.

The Artemisia Mountain School is located on the top of Yanshan Mountain, and although the terrain is rugged, it covers a very vast area. The disciples all lived in pairs in the same small courtyard. Each small courtyard has two bedrooms, and although the sparrows are small, they are all complete. Therefore, each disciple has his own separate ** space. I found out today that in the small courtyard where she lived temporarily, there was no one in the other room. Could it be that a new guest is coming?

It was too late to say that it was too late, and the visitor had already walked under the arch of the courtyard. I saw that it was an older disciple of the Artemisia Mountain Sect, pointed to the empty room next to Yanling, and said to the people behind: "You will live here first during this time, and that will be your room." ”

After speaking, he staggered his body slightly, and Yan Ling was caught off guard, and met the eyes of the person behind him.

A pair of eyes as silent as a cold pool.

Yan Ling was secretly frightened - the person who came was a young man about twelve or thirteen years old. Because of his young age, he was not tall, and he wore a shabby dress that clearly did not fit, which made his figure even more slender, and he carried a dirty package of unclear color. A pair of beautiful and flying phoenix eyes, the nose is like a distant mountain, the eyes are like frost, and the thin lips are naturally slightly raised, making the male and female indisputable softness and the heroism of the young man wonderfully mixed in his temperament, just like the sunset and the frost and snow appear in the world together.

Despite his gloomy clothes, his eyes were calm and deep, and his standing posture was upright, without the slightest hint of shrinkage.

As he looked up, his inky hair slipped down, revealing a small crimson mole on the outside of his right eye.

Yan Ling was like being struck by lightning, and hurriedly looked at his other eye, and sure enough, there was also a small crimson mole in the same place as the eye on that side.

These two moles are perfectly symmetrical.

The boy glanced at her, picked up his package, and walked into the empty room on the other side.

The door was still open, but Yanling couldn't take a step.

She took a deep breath, and God knew - the person who could decide her fate had already appeared in front of her, without her deliberately looking for it.

As a person who has read the original book several times, and is also a fan of He Jianshuang, Yanling clearly remembers that although the author only used a few words to describe the appearance of the first villain He Jianshuang, she still remembers the sentence "eyes are decorated with symmetrical red moles"!

So, is the down-and-out and silent boy just now the villain who will be powerful and capable of fighting with the male protagonist Chu Yiheng in the future? I didn't expect him to have such a good-looking face...... Hell, this is just a teenager who hasn't grown yet! If it grows, I'm afraid the demeanor will never be under Mei Yanzhi!

Yanling tapped her head, and He Jianshuang appeared and became her neighbor. What should I do now?

Since he is such an important person, it is always right to have a good relationship with him first.

Yan Ling cheered herself up in her heart, went back to the room to get a rag, and walked to He Jianshuang's room. I knocked on the door, but there was no response. Yan Ling was puzzled, and suddenly heard a painful gasp from inside, secretly said that it was not good, and hurriedly rushed in.

He Jianshuang was facing away from her, and turned his head in surprise when he heard the voice. Only then did Yan Ling see clearly that his palms were scarred, and the dried dark blood was sticking to the simple gauze, and the reason why he was gasping in pain just now was because he was forcibly tearing off the gauze sticking to the palms and tearing off some scabs.

It hurts even when others look at it, let alone those who experience it firsthand. How could he be so rough with himself?

She couldn't care so much, rushed over, stopped his rough movements, and said sternly: "Don't force it, your wound has only grown for a long time, and it will open the wound again." ”

He saw a surprised streamer in his dark eyes, Yan Ling pressed his shoulder and asked him to sit on the chair: "You wait for me for a while!"

She ran back to her room, found scissors, clean white silk, and half a bottle of leftover gold sore medicine, and brought a basin of warm water. He Jianshuang was still sitting there, and Yan Ling put the warm water on the table: "Okay, give me your hand." ”

He Jianshuang looked at her hesitantly, as if assessing whether she could be trusted. Just like treating a startled little animal, Yan Ling flattened her palms, her eyes were gentle, and she waited for him to take the bait: "Give me your hand, and I'll help you clean it up." ”

He Jianshuang pursed her lips and put her hand on Yanling's hand. Yan Ling looked at it, and was a little shocked—those simple gauze didn't know how long it had been suffocating the wound, and it might be a little inflamed, and most of the gauze was glued together with the dried blood scab.

How did these criss-crossing wounds come about? Yan Ling frowned: "How did this hurt?"

He Jianshuang lowered his eyes, and his upper and lower lips touched lightly: "...... Scraped by the reins. ”

Yan Ling's heart was clear. Before He Jianshuang came here, he came with the dart game. Although the dart board manages the food of the people in the troupe, it does not take care of everyone so meticulously. He Jianshuang is young, and he doesn't have any relatives in the troupe, so in order not to be disliked, I'm afraid that he will not say a word even if he is injured, and continue to hurry, so that the wound will worsen to this point.

She carefully used scissors to cut off the gauze that was not sticky, and it was easier to clean without all the cumbersomeness.

She said seriously: "It may hurt a little, if you are in pain, sue me." Then, she gently splashed warm water with her hand, letting the warm water soak through the dry wound, the blood scab softened, and Yan Ling slowly pulled the veil off the wound, just like a fragile object, and cleaned the wound on his palm seriously and gently.

He Jianshuang didn't snort in pain the whole time, pursed her lips tightly, and her pretty little face was in a cold sweat. Yanling sighed - I didn't expect him to be such a stubborn person.

I remember that in the original book, He Jianshuang would become brutal in the later stage because of his cultivation of Taki's martial arts, and his face would become completely indifferent, not human, not ghost. Wu Lin Zhengdao hated him, and his subordinates were afraid of him. I didn't feel anything when I read the book, but now that I saw He Jianshuang with such a good-looking face, standing in front of her with flesh and blood, Yanling couldn't say what she felt in her heart, and quietly grew some pity.

When the wound is reopened, blood is bound to flow out. After Yanling washed his wound clean, she carefully applied a layer of gold sore medicine, and then wrapped it properly with clean white silk.

He had never been treated so gently, but He Jianshuang's dark eyes looked at Yanling a little stunned, and his guard was much less. Yan Ling breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Okay, give me the other hand." ”

With the previous experience, He Jianshuang handed her his hand without any resistance this time. Yanling suddenly felt that this scene was a bit like cleaning the paws of a stray cat, and she wanted to laugh.

"Well, the wound should be changed with a clean bandage every day, and it should not be stuffy. Also, try not to touch water until the wound has healed. Yan Ling clapped her hands and smiled.

He Jianshuang lowered his eyes and looked at his gently bandaged hands, and asked softly, "Why help me?"

Yanling thought for a while and said, "Look at your clothes, you are from outside Danzhou, right? I have lived in Yanshan since I was a child, and I have never seen the customs outside, so I really want to make friends with you and listen to you talk about things outside." ”

With this reason, it may be better to gain his trust.

He Jianshuang looked at her thoughtfully, and seemed to accept her answer. Yan Ling breathed a sigh of relief, blinked, her eyes were warm and clear, with a friendly cunning, without the slightest contempt: "My name is Yan Ling." Since we're friends, can you tell me what's your name? I can't call you anything. ”

"My name is He Jianshuang. ”

Yan Ling immediately smiled and said, "Oh, it's very good!"

He Jianshuang: "......"

Yan Ling checked whether her expression looked a little crazy [candle], put away the things on the table, got up and said, "Then, I'll come back tomorrow to help you change the dressing." ”

Going out, Yanling took a deep breath and finally got on track with the key person this time. However, in the short time they got along just now, it can be seen that He Jianshuang is at best a beautiful boy with a somewhat cold personality.

What did he go through now in the future to become that twisted and ruthless villain?

At noon, Yanling went out to eat. Seeing that He Jianshuang's door was closed, he didn't go up and knock on the door. Let's take our time in this relationship. He Jianshuang should also have a lot of things to pack, and if she goes up and knocks on the door again, she seems to be a bit like a harass. [Candle]

After lunch, the basic exercises in the afternoon began again. Yan Ling looked around the team and didn't see He Jianshuang, so she casually grabbed someone and asked, "Are all the people here preparing disciples?"

——Little Easter Egg——

Diary of a Villain

On the first day of entering the Artemisia Mountain Sect,

Met a strange person.

Her name seems to be Yanling.