A dark villain came to Jinting Bulaoxiang

Sikong Yan was completely unaware of Xiaolan Ma's strange thoughts. He was busy brushing off the snow on this plum blossom and blowing away the frost on that plum blossom. His movements were gentle and focused, as if each plum blossom carried precious memories of their past.

He fully expected that Xiaolanma would be able to recall the little things they had experienced together through these actions. However, Xiaolanma's face was still full of confusion.

The night was as cool as water, and the cold moon hung high in the sky. Under the plum tree outside the military camp, Xiao Lan stood alone, her face grim, and the knife hidden in her sleeve only showed a little of its tip.

The bright light of the crescent moon poured down, and the cold light of the knife reflected faintly, just in time to fall into the eyes of Xiao Sizha who was hiding in the dark.

Xiao Sizhe was startled, his expression suddenly changed, and he blurted out: "Brother Yan——" The voice broke the silence of the night sky.

When Xiao Lan heard the cry, she knew something was wrong, so she quickly and quietly hid the knife. She moved so quickly that it seemed as if she had never had the knife before, making sure that no one would find it easily.

In a moment, Xiao Sizhe came running over, grabbed Sikong Yan's hand, and said anxiously: "Brother Yan, the weather is too cold. It is not suitable to stay outside for a long time at night!"

However, Sikong Yan suddenly broke free from Xiao Sizhe's hand and held Xiao Lan's hand tightly. There was still hope in his eyes, and he asked anxiously: "Do you remember? Do you remember?"

Xiao Lan was bewildered, wondering in her heart, what on earth did he want her to remember? Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and the cold wind whistled past, blowing away the plum blossoms.

Xiao Sizhe stood aside, looking at Sikong Yan's anxious look, with mixed feelings in her heart. She knew very well that Sikong Yan was obsessed with the past, but the current situation made her worried.

Thinking back to the past, they also played and frolicked under this plum tree. At that time, they were carefree and their lives were peaceful. But now, the world has changed and everything is no longer the same as before.

Xiao Lan looked at Si Kong Yan silently. Although she had many questions in her heart, she was somewhat moved by his persistence. He frowned slightly and tried to search for the past that might have existed in the depths of his memory.

"Brother Yan, don't be so persistent. Maybe forgetting some things is also a kind of relief." Xiao Sizhe advised softly, with pity in his eyes.

Sikong Yan, however, seemed to have heard nothing and continued to stare at Xiao Lanling, as if trying to find the answer from his face. "No, I will definitely remember it, I will!" he muttered to himself.

The crescent moon was still hanging high in the sky, its cool light falling on them, casting long shadows. The branches of the plum tree swayed in the cold wind, making rustling sounds, as if telling the vicissitudes of life.

Xiao Sizhe sighed softly, her eyes moved to the falling plum blossoms, and her thoughts drifted away. She remembered the good times they had spent together, and the laughter seemed to still echo in her ears.

At this moment, Xiao Lan's heart was also moved by Si Kong Yan's gaze. He tried hard to recall, trying to grasp the vague clues of memory.

"I... I seem..." Xiao Lan'er's words were a little hesitant, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.

"What did you remember? Tell me quickly!" Sikong Yan urged anxiously.

Xiao Lan'er seemed to be worried, fearing that Sikong Yan might notice something strange, so she tried her best to search for a way to deal with it in her mind.

He really didn't know why Sikong Yan brought him here, nor did he know what he wanted him to remember. But if he said he couldn't remember anything, Sikong Yan would definitely be suspicious of him.

So, Xiao Lan'er said softly: "I remember that we once played under this plum tree, but my memory is vague and it is difficult for me to recall it completely. Brother Yan, can you wait until I remember it completely before telling you?" After saying this, she was also very nervous.

After hearing this, Sikong Yan forced a smile and said, "Okay! Tell me when you remember it!" But the disappointment in his eyes was so obvious that Xiao Lanmei also felt a little guilty.

At this time, although Xiao Sizhe saw that the sick Sikong Yan was now much stronger than before, she was still worried. She showed concern on her face and said softly, "Brother Yan, can you and him go back to the house? The frost and wind are quite strong this night. If they stay here for a long time, they might get sick."

When Xiao Lan'er heard this, she felt the same way. She looked at Sikong Yan and thought to herself: Brother Yan, don't be stubborn about this. It is really not appropriate to stay here for long this night.

He was also confused and didn't know what to do. He was worried about being discovered by Sikong Yan, and was also worried about the unknown. He just hoped to find a proper way to deal with it as soon as possible. At the same time, he was also grateful for Xiao Sizha's concern and advice at this time. He just hoped that this night would pass quickly and there would be no more waves.

Sikong Yan thought about it carefully and felt that what Xiao Sizha said made sense, so he held the lamp and walked slowly in front to lead the way. But his steps were a little messy, as if he was thinking about something and couldn't calm down.

Seeing this, Xiao Sizhe was afraid that he might fall, so he hurried forward to support him. While supporting him, he turned around and looked at Xiao Lan'er behind him, with a questioning look in his eyes.

The original thoughts in Xiao Lan'er's mind were suppressed at this moment. He was quite dissatisfied with Xiao Sizhe's actions and felt that it was she who caused his plans to fail repeatedly.

He couldn't help but blurt out: "Why are you looking at me? Watch the road!" There was a hint of anger and complaint in his words.

Xiao Sizhe was also displeased when he heard this, and immediately retorted: "My eyes are my body, what can I think and what can I desire? How can I allow you to control me like this? You are too controlling!"

After saying this, she was also very angry. She had good intentions to help Sikong Yan, but was met with such words from Xiao Lan, how could she not feel resentful.

After hearing this, Xiao Lan was also shocked, knowing that her words were a bit too radical. She thought to herself: My behavior was indeed inappropriate, and I shouldn't have spoken to Xiao Sizhe like that, but I was anxious and it was hard for me to control myself. Thinking that her plan was difficult to implement, she felt even more depressed.

Xiao Sizha's heart was also in turmoil. She thought to herself: I have good intentions, but I am treated like this. It is really unfair. However, Sikong Yan is here, so it is not good to argue too much with Xiao Lan. I just hope to return to the house quickly and calm down this storm.

After hearing this, Xiao Lan was also shocked, knowing that her words were a bit too radical. She thought to herself: My behavior was indeed inappropriate, and I shouldn't have spoken to Xiao Sizhe like that, but I was anxious and it was hard for me to control myself. Thinking that her plan was difficult to implement, she felt even more depressed.

After returning to his residence, Sikong Yan felt exhausted both physically and mentally. Although he knew that the person in front of him had many suspicious features and seemed to be fake, he still had a glimmer of hope in his heart, hoping that he was the real one.

In the dead of night, Sikong Yan and Xiao Sizhe wanted to go to bed. However, Xiao Lan stood there and refused to leave. He said loudly: "I want to sleep with Brother Yan too!"