Yin Yijie's bedroom focuses on black and white, with a bed, table, chair and cabinet, simple and bright, and even a little cold.
I stood at the door curiously, but I couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
Looking at Yin Yijie, he asked him with his eyes: What do you want to do.
Yin Yijie stopped, looked at me, let go of my hand, held my shoulder, and chuckled, "I'll give you something."
I nodded. His attack power is very weak now, and he has no intention of hurting me at all. I don't have to be afraid. Following his steps, I slowly walked to the window.
"Come on." Yin Yijie pulled me down on the sofa and handed me a box.
I opened it and it was two knives.
Yin Yijie leaned against the armrest of the sofa, looked at my hand, and introduced: "This dagger is carried with you, with a spring buckle that is instantly fired, which is very convenient for self-defense, and the force of the knife is also strong. Press and hold it here when you close the knife
, with relatively complete functions and good quality. It is a must-have product for home travel, killing and setting fire? This is a Swiss army knife, which is very practical."
I held the box, for some reason, but this was made for me.
Moreover, there was a vague sense of ominousness, as if I felt that this was not a good thing. I didn't want it very much.
Yin Yijie held my hand and smiled, "You can calm down, it's very suitable to use this to defend yourself."
My hands didn't move, but my heart was moving. I don't know what it has to do with the previous events.
Maybe, he wanted to show an attitude; maybe, he was considering what was before and after.
At least, Yin Yijie hopes that I am safe.
Besides, you often have to eat fruit in school, and the Swiss Army Knife is very practical.
Besides straight knives and toothed blades, there are bottle openers, cans, key rings, and many other uses.
It's a variety of things, and it looks fun, but it's a bit heavy.
"Just use it as a brick. Just use it and you will be stunned!" Yin Yijie saw me weighing it all the time and laughed.
I suddenly laughed, I could be a brick.
Suddenly, I felt that something was cut open by the knife, revealing a little of its original appearance.
It seems that as long as I think, Yin Yijie will know. The free hand-written novels are all in guli