Not surprisingly, when Feng Yan woke up from her short sleep, she became Feng Ayan.

And a certain Lang Zhong surnamed Zhao shrank in the quilt and looked at her vigilantly. His eyes were as if he had seen a demon, and he was frightened and pleaded, and he wanted to let people take him into his arms, poke his cheeks, and smooth the hair on his head.

Looking at this posture, eighty percent of it is "Feng Yan" who has shown this little man's face again. Feng Ayan guessed like this, and when she lifted the quilt to get up, she heard Zhao Hanjing ask tentatively, "Ah, Ah Yan?" ”

"Well, what's wrong?" She pressed down the strange thoughts in her heart, not realizing that her pretended gentle tone was actually full of indulgence.

Hearing the other party's girlish voice, confirming that it was really Feng Ayan, Zhao Langzhong was obviously relieved, plopped back into the bed, and muttered to himself with a sluggish expression: "Thank God, it can be regarded as a return." ”

Feng Ayan was keenly aware that this reaction was not simply a look at her face, she immediately became nervous, pushed the kang table against the wall, and sat cross-legged beside him: "Huh? What's wrong with her? You okay? Does it matter? ”

Being cared for like this, Zhao Hanjing became more and more aggrieved, and sued her very sadly.

As soon as she heard that Xiao Langzhong was injured, Feng Ayan's face turned a little cold, and she stretched out her hand at him: "Come, show me." ”

He saw that although her face was very gloomy and she didn't seem to be in a good mood, there was a faint look of concern, which didn't seem to be fake, so he hesitated for a moment, and finally handed his hand to Feng Ayan.

Feng Ayan gently held the hand, carefully rolled up the sleeve, and revealed the bandaged forearm. She untied the cotton yarn round and round, and was not surprised, but still shocking, to see the powdered medicine soaked in blood.

The knife edge is actually not deep, but unfortunately Xiao Zhao Langzhong is too thin, salted fish-like deflated, and there is only a piece of skin on his body, so this knife goes down and sees the bone. Feng Ayan suddenly admired her other self a little, she was really a fucking ruthless person, she could actually do it against such a little lamb.

This kind of wound, if it is placed on the body of a military man with five big and three thick, is just a mosquito bite; But if it is put on Xiaolangzhong, a sick seedling who loses both qi and blood and falls in the wind, he will lose his life if he doesn't do it.

Look, isn't this just going to burn? She saw that Zhao Hanjing was closing her eyes and turning her head the whole time, as if she didn't dare to look at the wound, and she felt more and more sorry for him. But Rao is heart is empty, and his mouth must be sternly instructed: "Next time you encounter this situation again, no matter who the other party is, you must raise your hand and hug the back of your head, do you know - you touch it in your arms, who knows what you are going to do, and when you are copying a guy." Cutting it by hand is already the meaning of keeping a living mouth, and it is possible to change it to someone else, and it is possible to directly slash it into your stomach - remember? ”

"According to you, it's my fault?" Xiao Langzhong couldn't help but ask rhetorically, trembling all over, and he didn't know whether it was pain or anger. Feng Ayan didn't know how to explain, so she had to pick up the bottle of gold sore medicine on the kang table first, bite the cork of the bottle, apply some medicine to his wound, and bandage him again. The effect of the medicinal powder to stop bleeding and build muscles is excellent, but it is very stimulating to the wound, Zhao Langzhong is a little unbearable, but he just gritted his teeth and lowered his head, his shoulders twitched, and when she looked over, the teardrops had already wet half of the pillow.

Feng Ayan: "......"

That's how it can be good.

Although the boy doesn't flick if he has tears, Zhao Langzhong is such a good citizen, he is young, and he still looks like he has grown up pampered; Suddenly involved in this kind of thing, all kinds of fright, and was slashed again, and now I cry, and I am strong enough. Feng Ayan didn't know which tendon she had made a mistake, so she carefully avoided the wound, and slowly picked up the person through the quilt and brought her into her arms: "It's not your fault, how can it be your fault?" This one, this one, hiss...... I don't know what to tell you, but you have to protect yourself. I'm not a reliable person, there are too many places that I can't control, and I may recruit a lot of dangerous people in the future, so you ...... You have to take care of yourself, do you understand anything about what I say? ”

"I don't want to understand." Zhao Hanjing knew that what she said was actually very right, but he still couldn't swallow this breath, closed his eyes and replied coldly, "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been choked by the neck, and I wouldn't have been picked up by the killer to force a confession, let alone be stabbed so headlessly!" ”

"I don't mean I don't want to be responsible for you! It's true! Feng Ayan originally wanted to gamble on a curse, but after thinking about it, if she gambled on a curse, she would be too perfunctory to Xiao Langzhong, so she had to hug the person a little tighter, "I'm worried about you, I'm afraid that I can't do it well, so you can't trust me too much, keep an eye on yourself, huh?" ”

He flattened his mouth and muttered in a low voice: "How can there be a beard to persuade meat tickets to pay attention to ......"

She snorted out laughing, why is this person so funny, and gently wiped away the tears on his face with her thumb: "Look at what you said, I'm not a beard, and you're not a meat ticket." ”

"Hmph." may be because of the strong muscles and muscles on her body, Zhao Hanjing feels that this embrace is a little strong, which makes him want to take a nap like this. But he remembered that Feng Ayan was actually a girl's family, so he had to rub his face out with a red face, "I won't make trouble, you let me go." She...... She left you a letter, and I don't want to be beaten for the sin of delaying your business. ”

Feng Ayan put him back on the mattress, went down to the ground and wrung a hot hand towel and handed it to him: "Apply a good dress, don't swell your eyes...... Would you like to drink some more water? ”

"Hmm." Zhao Langzhong wiped his face twice, and before he could speak, he hiccuped. He himself felt ashamed, so he simply buried his whole face in a handkerchief and whispered a request, "Sugar...... Do not salt. ”

Holding back a laugh and mixing a bowl of sugar water for Zhao Langzhong, Feng Ayan sat down and looked through the stack of yellow table paper full of words. Compared with his own memo-like casual records, what Feng Yan wrote was simply a parallel official document, and even the lifting of the grid was in order. She was biting into a half-cool rice flour cake as she looked down, and when she saw the third line, her eyebrows jumped and she stopped chewing.

She turned her head sideways and glanced at Zhao Hanjing, and a trace of vigilance flashed in her pupils.

And Xiao Langzhong was holding the bowl and drinking the hot sugar water intently, the sweet sugar water warmed up to his stomach, and his eyes narrowed with satisfaction. He didn't know that he had stepped on a dangling hanging rope, and if he accidentally fell down, all the bones and flesh on his body would be shattered.

Feng Ayan thought that probably the biggest difference between herself and Feng Yan was that she couldn't tolerate this kind of ambiguity, and she didn't have the leisure to put a long line to catch big fish. Yes, yes, no, no, she is reluctant to accompany a disguised high-counterfeit fake, and she can't bear to shout and kill at the real poor person. Hurry up and ask for a result, if it is true, he will fulfill his promise and take care of him for Mr. He; It's not true, so he turned his face and cleared up, hung it up and tortured it carefully, and gave him a good time after asking.

Determined, she ate the cake in two bites, and stuffed the wad of paper rolls into her sleeves, only to find that there was something in them. When I pulled it out, it was a square handkerchief, clean and white, and there was no decoration at all. Feng Ayan pinched the handkerchief, remembered a few descriptions of this handkerchief in the "Parallel Official Document", and secretly scolded her mother.

Damn, even if this person is indeed fake, then she can't do it.

When the time comes...... When the time comes, hand it over to Feng Yan, Feng Yan is ruthless enough, Feng Ayan can't compare.

She closed her eyes and took all the fluctuations back to the bottom of her mind. turned around, put on a smiling face, and raised the thing in his hand at him: "Hey, you handkerchief, I'll return it to you when I'm clean." ”

Zhao Hanjing noticed that the other party was not smiling right, but when she read Feng Yan's account and remembered those things when she was young, she had a knot in her heart, so she persuaded her: "If you think of something again and feel uncomfortable, tell me, don't hold back, you have to hold back the problem." ”

Feng Ayan was a little irritated and flicked the raw edge of the yellow table paper: "I'm not comfortable, tell you?" ”

"Yes, I'm Langzhong, I promised to cure you." Xiao Langzhong tilted his head and tried to emphasize the relationship of interests between the two, "What's more, you also promised me that when your double soul syndrome is cured, you will take me to live in the capital, raise me with good food and drink, and say that you want to buy me some big quilt, made of goose feathers...... As long as I cure you, I won't have to worry about it for the rest of my life, what a good deal. ”

"Poof, as long as you eat and drink well, you don't have to worry?" She looked amused, but it was just a look.

"Otherwise, you will tell me a beautiful daughter-in-law?" Zhao Langzhong didn't notice the other party's abnormality, he still remembered Feng Ayan's evaluation of him, and he was so angry that he was about to choke back when he was free, "Just the bad posture of my old cow pulling the broken car, sooner or later I will fall apart, that is delaying other people's daughters." ”

Look at this timid little Langzhong, his voice is completely full of the vitality of a young man, and his expression is also lively. He was somewhere between a child and an adult, a little immature, but very sophisticated; When he laughed, he already had some shadows of Mr. He, but he was not exactly equal to Mr. He back then - he was Zhao Langzhong and Zhao Hanjing.

Zhao Hanjing, Feng Ayan muttered a prayer in her heart, can you ...... You must not be a fake.

And Xiao Langzhong kept secretly looking at her, and seeing that her expression was gradually darkening, he panicked for no reason: "You...... You can't regret it, do you? ”

What if she repented...... What if she repented......

Zhao Hanjing sat there with a bowl, thinking of that dream, only to feel a chill on the back of his neck, and his whole body was in pain.

If Feng Ayan really repented, he would definitely be killed...... In this room, he was hacked to death with a knife, hanged with a hemp rope, or simply suffocated with a quilt. Then the body would be thrown into the waterfall behind the house, rotten into a skeleton of bones, shut up forever, never to be found.

The difference in strength between the two sides is too great, he won't even have a chance to struggle, at most crying and shouting two words of "spare life", which may not be useful.

"My name is Feng Ayan."

"Huh?" Xiao Langzhong was shivering and hid back, startled by this sudden self-introduction.

"Because the old steward of the nursing home said that cigarettes are the most untouchable, ungraspable, untouchable, and unlucky. It's better to call Ah Yan, when you grow up in the future, like your mother, you will be a good girl with a clever smile, a virtuous and wise nature. She flashed before her eyes the swallow that had fallen to the ground, and remembered the old man with a crumid figure...... The swallow's feathers were cold, and the old man's hands were warm, "I have only used the name Ah Yan for less than a year, so I probably can't ask for this lip show." ”

Even if you are fake, I will finish everything I want to say and tell you everything I want to tell you.

Since the swallow fell, Feng Ayan could no longer bear any regrets.