In the evening, the fiery sunset dyed the western sky into brilliant gold. The wind blew through the woods and hit the woman's beautiful face, giving her a cool feeling.
"Has it... been two years?" Long Tangwei sighed softly and stepped onto the cobblestone path. His high-heeled sandals hit the pebbles rhythmically, making a "pat-ta-ta-ta" sound.
The relationship with Tianyu Zhengze has been basically exposed. In view of her boyfriend's status in Gao Tianyuan and the strength of her family, even if she is not the nominal fiancée, no one dares to point out her comings and goings in Tianyu's family.
On the other side of the trail is the Tianyu family's training gym.
He took off his sandals and put them away at the entrance. When he stepped into the training room, he heard a cry of pain. He looked up and saw a young man holding a bamboo knife holding his obviously misplaced arm and staggering off the court, "I give up."
After counting, it's the 5th one.
The chase on the field was still continuing. As they moved, more than twenty Tianyu family disciples holding bamboo knives formed an encirclement. With a shout, they all attacked the woman with a face like a porcelain doll in the center.
The stillness only lasted for a moment, but it felt extremely long to Long Tangwei.
The woman in the center suddenly rushed back, and then the harsh whistling sound of a bamboo knife piercing the air was heard in the field.
The young man at the back was a little more protruding than his companions on the left and right when he charged up. In fact, it was only a little bit more. I don’t know how the woman discovered these slight differences behind her. It was precisely because of this slight difference that the companions on the left and right had no time to rescue her. She was in a hurry.
He raised his bamboo sword and was kicked out of the field with a violent spin kick.
The two people on the left and right also reacted very quickly. Realizing that their companion was being attacked, they raised their bamboo swords and struck towards the center.
However, the woman stepped to the right and took a blow from the bamboo knife. As if she was not aware of it, she launched another spin kick and kicked the man on the left out of the field. Then, she raised her right hand, broke the air with her arm, and launched a whip hammer.
Simple, beautiful, cold, like the sound of a knife cutting through the air.
For a moment, the scene in the Aramaki Gym two years ago when the boy suddenly raised his pistol seemed to appear in front of Ryuudou Yui's eyes.
five minutes later.
"Thank you for your advice." Thirty disciples of the Tianyu family bowed, and then looked in awe at the seemingly weak woman in front of them, turning around and leaving.
Long Tangwei on the side raised his hand, "Xun!"
The woman in the field noticed this and came over.
Strength speaks for itself. More than a year ago, when women came to the training hall, everyone was dismissive. However, the next day's training wiped away all this contempt.
I don’t know how the young woman has strength that is disproportionate to her age. At first, everyone secretly reserved their strength. It was not until two companions were knocked out of the field that everyone put away their contempt and used their full strength.
The result...is the same as today.
The woman was very measured when she struck, either hitting everyone's wrists, arms, or shoulders until they were dislocated, or delivering an unbearable blow... In short, it just made it impossible for people to strike again.
In stark contrast, why does one's own bamboo sword have no effect on the opponent?
In fact, she usually accepts tasks from the organization like everyone else. Although the people above have told her to take care of her safety, when encountering difficult or even life-threatening tasks, it seems that... she always contributes the most.
The result of continuous training and continuous acceptance of tasks is that the number of disciples who compete with her on stage continues to increase every time.
After training together for a while, everyone naturally knew her identity: the eldest daughter of the Yuechi family, Tianyu Zhengze's fiancée, but she was not Tianyu's girlfriend - the girlfriend was the one beside her.
For a woman with such an identity, such misfortune, and an appearance as beautiful as a delicate porcelain doll, many young disciples are naturally attracted to her. However, firstly, the gap in strength makes it difficult for people to have the courage to approach and strike up a conversation. Secondly,
Occasionally, a few people who dared to strike up a conversation or extend invitations were forced back by their cold faces and tone of voice without any enthusiasm.
Then everyone was confused: since she rejected others, why did she, as Tianyu's fiancée, get along with Tianyu's girlfriend without any grudge?
Walking through the woods when they came, Long Tangwei quietly followed the young woman. After spending two years together, he naturally understood that the other woman's silence was not rude, but just natural.
"Tianyujun came back from China today. Do you want to have dinner with us tonight?"
"...Hmm." Taking out the key, a woman named Yuechi Xun opened the door, "Please wait a moment."
The sound of running water came from the bathroom. Wei walked around in the unusually clean bedroom, and then sat down on the sofa that looked a little old.
There is nothing fancy in the bedroom, only the toys and puppets clearly indicate that this is a woman's bedroom.
There are two huge toy dolls on the small bed. A golden lion dog is placed at the end of the bed and looks very new. The other panda is placed at the head of the bed and is already very old.
After cleaning it countless times, the original black fluff has faded to gray, but it is very clean.
There are also some toy dolls hanging around the walls - after Wei learned about Xun's hobbies, she bought some beautiful and valuable toy dolls and gave them to her. However, the very old panda was still missing.
It was thrown away, obviously it had a special status: when the panda was being cleaned a year ago, its black plastic eyes fell off. Then Wei, who was helping to clean other toy dolls, saw this woman who never showed any embarrassment.
He held the panda with red eyes for a long time, and then found a needle and thread to sew up the fallen eyeballs.
As for the reason for her special status, she had also asked her boyfriend about it - it was probably related to the Chinese boy.
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At night, the moonlight shines into the room like milk washed away.
Wearing a nightgown, Xun sat by the bed after taking a bath, looking a little confused and at a loss. After a while, he fell asleep with the faded panda in his arms.
Two drops of crystal tears slowly flowed down the cheeks...