Quick Travel: Redeeming the yandere villain Little Poor

After Ji Yan said this, she regretted it.

Her father had already told her that no one in the military area would waste time celebrating birthdays.

Now that she said this to the colonel, he might feel squeamish or even disappointed.

Ji Yan did not raise her head, and sure enough, she only heard the colonel's faint response.

He didn't say anything else, probably because he was taking care of her face.

Click.

The door was opened and closed again.

The colonel entered room 001.

Ji Yan lowered her eyes, her pupils dimmed slightly.

She opened the door and walked in with her backpack.

After washing, I lay on the bed as usual.

She opened the terminal and brought up a vast starry sky in the universe.

Looking at such a beautiful yet dangerous scenery, I slowly felt relieved.

She just celebrated her birthday alone. Compared with her father's life and death during the mission, this trivial matter was nothing.

The hour hand passed the number twelve, Ji Yan peeled a candy for herself and lay down.

The interior also returned to darkness.

The moment she closed her eyes, a steady knock on the door suddenly sounded in the silent space.

Ji Yan opened her eyes, thinking she heard wrongly.

But she still got out of bed, opened the bedroom door, and came to the living room. She stared calmly at the closed door, trying to determine whether the knock on the door just now was an auditory hallucination.

The sound never came again.

The girl lowered her eyes, her expectations in her heart disappointed, and walked back with cold hands and feet.

It was at this time that the voice sounded again.

Ji Yan raised her eyes and was stunned for a moment, then went over and opened the door as quickly as possible.

A dark color came into his eyes.

The colonel still wore the same meticulous military uniform during the day, serious and upright.

Contrary to him, the cub obviously looked like it was asleep.

Her long, disheveled hair is slightly messy, with a few dull hairs sticking up on top of her head. She wears a long-sleeved cotton nightgown with a doll collar.

There is a light layer of pink on the tip of the nose and cheeks, and the eyes are moist and clean.

Sheng Yan glanced down at the cub's cheek, and then whispered in a low voice: "Follow me."

"Ok?"

The colonel had already stood up and walked towards room 001.

When Ji Yan saw this, she raised her feet and followed him, with a hint of surprise still in her dark eyes.

Sheng Yan took her to Room 001 where he lived.

The layout is no different from Room 003, with the same color tone and configuration.

The only difference is that at the end of the corridor from the living room to the bedroom, there is a sword hanging on the wall.

Sheng Yan took her to the end of the corridor.

A faint voice fell from the top of his head: "Try and see if you can pick it up."

Ji Yan was a little confused, but she still did it.

The cub took a step forward and grasped the cold hilt of the sword with his soft fingers.

Using force in his hand, he only moved the sword a little. It was really difficult to take it off and hold it in his hand.

Obviously this sword does not look bulky.

Ji Yan looked up at the colonel.

Sheng Yan took a step forward and held the sword with his fingers half an inch away from the cub's fingers.

Without saying a word, he just led her to take off the sword.

"This is made of star stone, and ordinary people cannot lift it."

Ji Yan looked at the raised sword with a flash of surprise in her eyes.

Star stone is also a special heat-sensing material. When it comes into contact with human body temperature, the sword body begins to slowly glow like a flowing galaxy, shining brightly.

"It seems I can't lift it either."

The cub's gentle voice sounded slightly regretful.

"You can," Sheng Yan said, "When your mental power is fully developed and your physique is tempered, you will be able to lift this sword by yourself."

The colonel's words made her thoughtful, and she quietly had some expectations in her heart.

"This is your birthday present."

Ji Yan was still immersed in the question of how to lift the sword made of star stone, when she suddenly heard the colonel's words.

His voice was very calm, and it didn't look like he was giving a gift, but like he was disposing of unwanted garbage.

Of course, this is just a metaphor, Ji Yan was stunned at the moment.

She slowly looked at Sheng Yan.

The colonel still had the same rigid face, but Ji Yan saw a different delicate tenderness from that face.

Her eyebrows slightly arched: "Thank you."

This is a very special birthday gift she has received over the years.

"But I don't have the ability to use it now." She said with some regret, "When I have the ability, I will come and take the sword myself. Is that okay, Colonel?"

She looked up at Sheng Yan again and asked his opinion softly.

The young man's hand holding the sword froze slightly, and he slowly lowered his eyes.

He saw her sincere and clean eyes under the corridor light.

Like dandelion seeds suspended in the air, they finally fell to the ground and sprouted fresh green shoots.

Sheng Yan's mental power was so peaceful for the first time, causing fluctuations other than anger.

"Is that okay, Colonel?"

Sheng Yan said: "Okay..."

The cub loosened his hand on the sword and said: "It's getting late, Colonel, you should rest early."

Sheng Yan: "Yeah."

Even after the cub had left, he was still immersed in a subtle and unfamiliar thought. His gaze falling on the sword seemed to be sucked into the flowing nebula and trapped by some mysterious power.

It was the first time that he felt so relaxed, and his tense nerves rarely relaxed for a moment.

Not even sleepless nights tonight.

The lingering scent of the cub's spiritual power in the air made him feel calmer than ever before.

-

When she got up in the morning, Ji Yan followed the colonel to where she was yesterday.

After she stopped going to the school district, the adjutant took on the task of teaching her.

He found that Ji Yan learned quickly, so he did not waste time and adjusted the teaching speed to be consistent with Ji Yan's digestion and absorption speed.

After it ends early, the adjutant will play some games with Ji Yan like he would with a child.

Ji Yan also realized that the other party seemed to regard her as an ordinary cub.

She therefore said helplessly: "I am no longer a cub, brother."

"Huh? Isn't it?" the adjutant retorted, "You are still a cub before you reach adulthood."

"I have reached adulthood." She defended herself, "Today, today I am 18 years old."

"Today is your 18th birthday?" The adjutant was slightly surprised.

"Yeah." Ji Yan nodded.

"Colonel Ji Jingshen was supposed to celebrate your birthday in the past... In this way, you tell your brother what you like, and I will take the time to bring you a birthday gift."

Ji Yan shook her head, "No, brother, thank you. The colonel has already given me a birthday gift."

As soon as the words fell, the air felt as if someone had suddenly pressed the pause button.

The adjutant's expression turned horrified.

Your Majesty would actually give someone a birthday gift?

The adjutant has been following the monarch for many years, and this is the first time he discovered that the tyrant also has delicate thoughts.

"What's wrong, brother?" Ji Yan asked confused.

"It's nothing." The adjutant came back to his senses and said with a smile, "Although 18 years old is an adult, the average life span of federal residents is now 120 years old. At 18 years old, it is not too much to call him a cub."