Chapter one hundred and twentieth: Mo Zhi so-called
In the past, no one knew whether his hair was long or short. If it was long hair, it was cut very irregularly, as if it was cut casually with scissors at different angles; if it was short hair, it was just right.
He has grown to an embarrassing level that touches his shoulders and is uneven. There is a slanted bang in front of him, just above his right eye. His black middle hair is clean, but slightly messy, as if he is not good at taking care of it.
Man. His left eye was wrapped with gauze tape. I don’t know if he was injured, sick, or damaged. The long and narrow right eye showed a little tiredness, as if he had no interest in everything he saw. The strange thing is
, the color of his eyes is as deep blue as the midnight sky. This cold color is different from ordinary people. Is it because he has some disease, or has alien blood from outside the country, or is it because of his identity as a monster?
As for his clothes, his clothes are neither fancy nor simple, and even the word decent is not suitable to describe them. His clothes are made of good material, with dark and cold colors, like clothes used on solemn occasions.
.But he just put his coat on his body casually, and his seemingly slim body was wrapped under the hem.
The body that was not good at fighting seemed a bit empty. He was not standing straight, his body was slightly tilted back, and he was holding his arms. The hand underneath was holding a leather wine bag, and the pattern on the wine bag was relatively small.
Simple, but full of exotic customs. Maybe he really has some distant bloodline.
If he had dressed up properly instead of being so slovenly, he might have been considered a handsome man. But he exuded a subtle temperament from the inside out, not only the suffocating feeling, but also
There is nothing else. No one wants to give him any advice, no one wants to take the initiative to talk to him, and no one wants to have any additional interactions with him. However, such people may only be of the same sex, and it is easier for the opposite sex.
Being attracted by such a temperament. It is a kind of temperament that makes many women
Fascinating, intense melancholy. It seems like he is thinking, like he is troubled by something, like something has happened that disturbs his mood, but the person involved is just thinking quietly without saying a word. No one wants to interrupt him.
As if something terrible would happen
The same thing happened, rather than being stared at by the only remaining eye. At the same time, a kind of rebellion was faintly revealed from his posture, reflecting the beauty of contradiction and harmony. He quietly lurked behind the emotion, waiting.
A disobedient voice appears.
Gloom and ridicule, fatigue and arrogance, rebelliousness and cynicism...these complex things converge in such eyes, waiting for opportunities to move.
Ye Yinquan woke up from his dream.
She gasped for air, trying to suppress her racing heart. It seemed to be going crazy, struggling to escape from the ribs that imprisoned it. Yin Huan sat up from the bed, holding her chest tightly, trying to
To calm it down. But as if this was not enough, she got out of bed, stumbled to the table, and drank the remaining water in the pot.
The cold water seemed to calm her heart a little. She looked around and saw that this was the familiar room where she stayed. She "borrowed" some money from the old woman who had taken care of her before. She knew it belonged to Shui Wujun, so
Only then did she dare to take it. Even so, this made her
Her conscience was troubled for many days. She kept a lot, but only took a small part, and even then she did not use it casually. If she could meet a reliable and kind-hearted person to take her in, she would express her gratitude with gestures and stay for one night.
, do some small tasks that can help.
Daybreak came earlier than before, and the shadow of spring had already appeared. She sat on the stool and sighed slightly.
"You're having a nightmare."
Yin Quan was startled and immediately stood up and looked around to make sure there was only one person in the room. She thought for a moment and realized that this might be the voice of an acquaintance. Although she was not sure whether she had heard this voice before, but from the source of the sound - she
Judging from his brain and tone of voice, this may be Mr. Yingyue.
"How could you...talk to me like this? Never before."
Her brain was in a mess, trying to organize a sentence with a beginning and an end. People's thoughts are always fragmented, and many things appear in the form of thoughts and cannot be considered complete things. Only the owner of the head clearly understands what these thoughts mean.
, what does it represent? Yin Huan was afraid that his expression was not adequate, so he thought about this sentence again seriously.
"Well, it rarely happens like this. Sometimes I can talk directly while people are awake. Although you can't see me, it's not bad, right? Your physique is very suitable for communicating with me like this, which saves a lot of trouble. And
,Thank you for trusting me."
"What? This is a bit strange," Yin Huan frowned and tried to explain, "Then can't I see everything I am thinking at a glance?"
Her hands were gesticulating involuntarily, even though she knew very well that there was no one watching.
"That's not necessarily true," Lord Yingyue said in a different voice, "People's thoughts are very hidden and often appear in ways that only they themselves can understand. And don't underestimate your little brain. Human beings can change their minds in a short time.
The thinking that can be done within is very rich, but what you really grasp are the key points that are needed at the moment. Only
Only with the permission of your subconscious mind can your mind be invaded - of course, excluding some bad spells. And few people can withstand such a massive amount of information being processed at the same time. Winning control of the body also requires the true intention of the original owner.
Allowed. You see, I can only respond if you seriously come up with a complete sentence."
Eighty percent of what Ying Yuejun said was true, and Yin Huan breathed a sigh of relief. After all, no matter how noble and upright a person is, it would be somewhat uncomfortable to have his or her thoughts and thoughts spied on. Who hasn't asked for privacy yet? Now, right?
, the courtyard is still very quiet, I’m afraid this
The family had not yet woken up. They were a kind old couple who depended on each other. Yin Quan carefully cleaned the entire house, as if no one had ever been there, and then quietly left. She did not want the old man to
I know, it will cause trouble.
After walking two streets, the sky was brighter. There were not many pedestrians on the street, but the crowing of roosters appeared one after another, and occasionally when passing one or two houses, dogs barked in the yard. It was a little livelier.
But Yin Huan didn't notice it. Her mind was still a little confused and her mental state was a little confused.
Why would she dream of such a person? She couldn't remember the previous things at all. As an adult, dreams are always forgotten quickly. There are only fragments scattered here and there that cannot be pieced together. As time goes by, they will become more and more faded.
When she woke up completely, the only thing left in her mind was the melancholy male's eyes. And this person - she had an impression.
"That's a very powerful person."
"Oh, you scared me to death, don't speak suddenly..."
Yin Huan, who was walking on the street, immediately paused. Fortunately, no one noticed anything unusual about her.
"Don't be nervous. If you hadn't dreamed of that person, I wouldn't have been able to come back to you in time."
"Who is he? No, how could you peek into my dreams?"
It can't be said that he is displeased, but Yin Quan is a little reluctant, which is normal. Ying Yuejun explained:
"To me, dreams are just as wonderful and ordinary places as your world. When dreaming, people's spirits are very relaxed, and I can come and go freely. There are not many conditions like talking to you now. If
You still don't trust me very much. I can't even have such a simple conversation now. The man you dreamed about, but I have searched for important goals thousands of times in people's thoughts. Don't you remember,
Have you seen it?"
"Have you seen him before? I just think he looks familiar."
"Although you may not be able to remember it, if you have given me permission like you do now, I can be sure that there is indeed this memory in the depths of your mind. You were still young at that time, and you were still young.
It’s not surprising that you will fall in love with others inexplicably during the season!”
"Who likes someone else?" Yin Huan almost had a quarrel with her in his own head, "I'll just forget about him, okay?"
"Don't panic, good memories are always worth collecting. You two have met each other, which helps me a lot. After all, he is not a beautiful person himself. He is very dangerous."
"You've been talking about all this nonsense since just now. I don't understand a word of it. After all, who is he? I've already remembered it. You should explain it more clearly."
This village is not big, and Yin Huan originally lived on the outskirts of the village. As she was "speaking", there were no buildings in front of her, but she could still see the village when she turned around. But at this moment, Yin Huan
She almost bumped into someone. She was indeed a little distracted while walking, so she felt sorry and immediately bowed repeatedly. The other voice in her head disappeared and seemed to have slipped away.
However, it is not easy to bump into someone on such a spacious plain.
She raised her head and saw a... a strange person.
"Ah, ah... uh--well, you are that girl, I have seen you."
Yin Quan felt strange. She had never seen such a person before. The person facing her was a very tall woman, about thirty years old, with a deep and deep voice. She was not old but she was older than her appearance.
Her hair was cut relatively short, with a long and thin lock tied at the back. Her hair color was originally black.
, but there is a strand of white that spreads from the bangs to the ends. Her bangs are very long, almost completely covering her eyes, so it is difficult for people to judge her emotions. Her skin is very white, almost pale. She
He has a well-proportioned body, but he is very tall and looks a little thin, which makes his purple robe a little baggy.
"Hmm? No, you're not that one. Well, how should I put it, you seem to be the other one. You two are very similar. It's just..."
Before Yin Huan could try to explain anything, the man was talking to himself.
