Even if we meet, we should not know [old version]

Linjiazhuang, East Boundary, Muyin Pavilion.

A round of bright moon rises to the top of the peak, and a human-high window on the attic is wide open, as if it can hold the bright moon in its arms.There are no insects or birds singing outside the window. Occasionally, there are koi carps jumping out of the water, and the sound of ripples on the lake can be heard.

In front of the window, there were two men, one long and one young, sitting opposite each other.

The two were dressed in white robes, and they had an unspeakable aura, like Yuan Ting and Yue Zhi.One of them was about a teenager, with round eyes, fair skin, and a rather elegant appearance.Sitting opposite the boy was another man, very tall, more than a head taller than the boy, and also quite a bit older.

The two were Lin Wenqian, the owner of the Lin Family Villa, and his famous eldest son, Lin Zichu.

But the man moved his chopsticks to pick up a piece of pastry for the boy.Lin Zichu remained silent, and took the soup bowl.When he got up, the turquoise gangmao hanging on the boy's waist swayed accordingly.

Put it in a bowl but don't eat it.Looking carefully, the young man has never opened his mouth since the banquet began.

Lin Wenqian asked, "Chu'er, are you still unable to open your mouth?"

Under the moonlight, Lin Zichu's skin was almost the same as the moonlight.He hesitated, put down the bowl and chopsticks, and tried to open his mouth.

There was a glimmer of anticipation in Lin Wenqian's eyes.

After the boy endured for a while, he realized that he was all right, so he wanted to speak.But before he could say anything, suddenly his eyebrows furrowed in the middle, as if he couldn't bear it anymore, Lin Zichu covered his throat with his right hand, and coughed violently from sideways.

"Cough...cough..."

The boy supported the table with his left hand. Viewed from the side, instead of turning red from coughing, his cheeks revealed a strange ice blue color.I saw two blue mist spraying out from Lin Zichu's nasal cavity.It was summer, and the temperature in the house dropped suddenly.

Lin Wenqian asked anxiously, "Do you want water?"

Lin Zichu said: "No... cough... cough cough, it's useless."

His face quickly returned to its original color, Lin Zichu sat up straight, his right hand still tightly clasped his throat.

Lin Wenqian frowned and looked at his eldest son, moved his eyes to his throat, and sighed softly.He asked his servants to replace Lin Zichu with a new pair of bowls and chopsticks, and then said: "Today I wanted to take you to meet the young talent who came to the opening ceremony and your future companion. I heard that there is a The boy is about the same age as you, smart and agile, and his name is Qianqing."

"Steward Liu said that although he didn't have a pulse opening, his aptitude is by no means ordinary. He must be a one-of-a-kind talent. But seeing that you are not in good condition today, why don't you take a few days to recuperate, and wait for the opening ceremony in three days, and see him later. .”

Lin Zichu pressed his throat, as if he was enduring something, but his expression was indifferent, making it impossible to see his emotions.After listening to his father's speech, Lin Zichu slightly nodded, expressing his agreement.

But here they said that Qianqing had been walking for a long time, but she didn't find Shouxi.Although he seems to be leisurely and lazy, walking in the garden, he is actually cautious, walking on thin ice, and he does not want to be discovered by others, so as not to cause trouble.

After a while, Qianqing looked around and said to herself: "The closer you get to the depth, the more loose the guards are. Why is there not even a single person here?"

After all, not daring to go any further, Qianqing turned around and wanted to go back to the bedroom.He tapped the spider's head on his shoulder and said, "Amao, let's go back..."

Before she finished speaking, Qian Qing suddenly felt blurred in front of her eyes and buzzing in her ears.His face changed suddenly, and he stopped immediately.

This feeling is familiar to him.For unknown reasons, since as long as she can remember, Qianqing often suffers from sudden headaches, above her eyebrows and in the center of her forehead, as if someone has stabbed her with a sword.He has been tortured by this inhuman pain for many years.Qianqing's impulsive and rebellious character may be related to this.

Symptoms are not unusual, but at this time the old illness suddenly suddenly, it is really not the time!

The dizziness in front of her eyes and the roar in her ears quickly subsided like a tide, but Qian Qing didn't relax, instead she was furious in her heart.It was like this every time, the pain increased like a rising tide, and the gap between the pains was less than five breaths.

But to go back to the bedroom from here, five breaths are definitely not enough.

Things got a little trickier for him.

Qianqing hurriedly wanted to move forward, but after dozens of steps, an indescribable soreness came into his mind, as if someone had poked his forehead heavily with his fingers.

Qianqing had to stop, bent down and supported her forehead with her hands.After the soreness subsided, he ran forward for a long distance.

Qianqing's series of weird movements had already made the spider on her shoulder aware of the danger. It crawled back and forth on Qianqing's body, anxious but helpless.

The third time the pain hit, as if a needle pierced the skin and pierced into the brain, Qianqing couldn't control the desire to scream in pain, he stopped, hid in the shadow, trembling uncontrollably.

- Can't go back any further.

Seeing that the distance between the two times was only a short distance, Qianqing couldn't help frowning.If he couldn't bear the pain, made a sound, and was found out, it would definitely end badly, and maybe it would cause trouble for Steward Liu.Qianqing desperately wanted to find a place with few people, where no one would normally approach, to hide for the time being.

He lowered his voice and said to the spider on his shoulder with a sigh:

"Amao, I can't see very clearly now. You and I find a secluded place, be careful... find a place that is hard to be found."

Amao is the best at this kind of thing, it is extremely sensitive to the sound, as soon as it heard Qianqing say this, it immediately landed and led Qianqing forward.

"Um……"

The fourth sharp pain pierced into the brain, Qianqing clenched his teeth, even biting his tongue, with glaring blood dripping from his lips, he used an extremely strong willpower to endure the severe pain.For fear of being discovered, he even suppressed his breathing extremely low.

Fortunately, Amao quickly found a relatively safe place. Qianqing didn't even see the outside of the building, so Amao led her, pushed open the window of the balcony, turned over from the side and fell into the house.

As soon as I entered the house, I felt a feeling of freezing that is rare in summer, even if it is frost in autumn, I am afraid that there is no such temperature.

Qianqing actually felt an unspeakable comfort in this temperature. He took a few steps forward with difficulty, then staggered and fell to the ground, holding his head with his hands unbearably, breathing quickly, and let out a low breath. Moan in pain.

In severe pain, Qianqing thought that she really might not have a few days to live.

In the past, this strange disease came suddenly, but recently it became more regular, and the pain lasted about five days.

But Qianqing clearly remembered that tonight was less than two days since her last headache.

What does this intense pain mean?

Lin Zichu became famous at a young age, but he was not as rebellious and lawless as a boy his age.People who met him all praised Lin Zichu for his solemnity, maturity, elegance and calmness.

In private, the servants all thought that this young master was the most unapproachable.

Not to mention, outside Lin Zichu's bedroom, with the garden as the boundary, no servants and guards are allowed to approach.When eating and bathing, Lin Zichu would come out of the bedroom, and no one else was allowed to enter, even for daily cleaning, there was no exception.

Others said that Linzichu likes to be clean, and the servants are clumsy. Someone will always make a noise. If he offends the young master, it will be bad. Therefore, near Linzichu's bedroom is the most secluded place in Linjiazhuang .

All the servants in Linjiazhuang regard Lin Zichu as a heavenly being, and they will obey his orders.Normally, even if you want to pass by Lin Zichu's garden, you would rather take a long detour so as not to disturb the owner's cleanliness.

On this day, after Lin Zichu had dinner with his father, he went to the spring pool in the backyard to cleanse himself.More than a dozen servants guarded the entrance of the spring pool, preventing the rest of the miscellaneous people from approaching.

After Lin Zichu was cleansed, he wore a loose white robe with a thin belt around his waist, hanging on his mausoleum, and walked towards the bedroom.

Linjiazhuang, East Boundary, Weiling Pavilion.

Lin Zichu walked in front of the garden of his bedroom with his hands behind his back, and saw that the garden was blocked by a majestic tall gate, Lin Zichu walked straight forward without pushing the door.But the door seemed to be pulled by an unknown force, and it opened slowly at a speed comparable to the boy's pace, just like welcoming the return of the master.

Lin Zichu took a few steps forward, and suddenly noticed a difference. He stopped, paused, and turned around to look outside the door.

The servants who followed Lin Zichu stood outside the door respectfully, not daring to raise their eyes, and none of them left.

When Linzi first saw their expressions excited and obedient, but there was nothing unusual, he couldn't help being surprised.

He had just clearly heard someone's low breathing in the room, although he quickly hid it, when Lin Zichu just entered the door, he still heard it clearly.

The breath is heavy, maybe it is a man.

He was short of breath and seemed injured.

The sound of breathing can be heard by Lin Zichu, this person is not a monk.

At the first glance, Linzi saw that the servants behind him were as docile as quails, without vigilance, and he knew that none of them knew that someone had broken into the bedroom.

That being the case, Lin Zichu didn't want to say anything, he lightly closed his round eyes and walked towards the bedroom, wanting to find out.

As soon as he stepped into the pavilion, Lin Zichu noticed that the uninvited guest was hiding behind him on the upper beam.

That person's aura is restrained, which is quite good for a mortal.

Lin Zichu had a clear view of the dangerous places on his back, but the man didn't step forward, as if he wanted to wait for Lin Zichu to close the door before fighting.

One must know that Lin Zichu has a high status in Wanshui City, even if he goes to other places, he is treated as a distinguished guest, so no one dares to stand on his head until now.

Lin Zichu was not angry because of the other party's rudeness, but rather curious.He paused slightly, turned and closed the door.

At that moment, there was a very hidden wind from top to bottom, someone jumped down like a tiger, grabbed Lin Zichu's throat with his hands, approached his ear, lowered his voice, and asked sharply: "Say! Who are you, and who are the people outside?"

Lin Zichu was silent.

Qianqing pinched his wrists with her left hand, and her right hand clasped the other's throat even more forcefully, as hard to shake as iron clamps.

"say!"

However, before Lin Zichu could answer, Qianqing felt a sharp pain in his head that was unspeakable, he unavoidably let go of his right hand, let out a weak groan from his throat, staggered, and suddenly fell to the ground.

Lin Zichu raised his hand, looked at his loosened wrists, and looked at Qian Qing from top to bottom, with an indifferent expression from the beginning to the end.