Spring is thick and thin

Jing Yan stood up slowly, temporarily ignoring the two who seemed suddenly unable to speak.He turned his head, squatted down and searched among the ruins.The bed covered by him was clean, not stained with a speck of dust from the collapse of the house just now, and it slowly fell down after he left the bed, but the splashed dust was far away from him.But that basket didn't even have the good fortune to begin with.

Jing Yan found a tattered basket from under a pile of wood, and the weaving inside was naturally stained with dust, dirty and deformed.His whole body became gray, and he squatted holding the basket, not wanting to get up.

The dumb slave finally realized that when he saw the shapeless cloak, he ignored it, picked up the cloak and put it on Jing Yan's head.As soon as the mute put the cloak on, Jing Yan picked up the cloak in bewilderment, and looked at the mute suspiciously.What's the use of covering up your face now?Although he noticed that Su Qin made a gesture, no one else came over, but Su Qin had already seen his appearance clearly, and it would be too late to put on the cloak again.

The dumb slave clutched his chest, terribly, unable to breathe!He looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar Jing Yan in front of him, worried about Su Qin's existence, and was afraid that the sound transmission would leak out, so he grabbed a strand of Jing Yan's hair and held it in front of Jing Yan's eyes.

This is a strand of dark-colored hair that refuses to refract any light source. It seems to absorb all the light sources around it, or it is itself glowing.Looking at this strand of hair, Jing Yan finally understood what dumb slave meant - his hair was dark brown before.

The change of bald hair is definitely not enough to make the dumb slave show such a shocked expression, maybe a direct face change happened to him.Jing Yan moved two more steps in the ruins and took out a broken mirror.This fragment was originally inlaid on the dressing table, and its clarity was comparable to the one in Wei Kangyu's warehouse.

This hand-sized fragment is covered with a thin layer of dust, and the world outside the mirror is blurry. Jing Yan does not dislike the layer of dust outside, and wipes the mirror on his sleeve with the mirror, and the mirror suddenly becomes clear again. , according to Jing Yan's current appearance:

Dark hair, dark pupils, softer outlines.It was a face that had been washed out of alien features, and was only subtly identical to the previous face.Jing Yan didn't feel much about his own face, he just felt that this face was brighter than the previous one, and there was a great benefit, that is, he didn't have to wear a cloak anymore!He thought quite complacently that when he went out with such a face, Wu Bohou's people would never have guessed that he was the half-blood from Wu Bohou's mansion.

Compared with Yirong, Jing Yan is more acceptable to wear a cloak, and the cloak he made himself will not affect his sight in the slightest.But no matter what, wearing the cloak is worse than not wearing it. When he wears the cloak, he has to deliberately weaken his sense of existence to prevent others from noticing him.

Thinking of being able to play freely and without restraint from now on, Jing Yan couldn't help squinting his eyes and smiling.

Su Qin came over suddenly, took the cloak from the dumb slave, pressed it on Jing Yan's head again, and whispered, "No wonder you have to wear the cloak all the time..."

Jing Yan thought that Su Qin could see the inside through the appearance and discovered the fact that he was hiding his face, so he couldn't help but lift up the tattered veil with almost no covering effect with one hand, and took up the mirror with the other hand to look at it.The more the photo was taken, the more he felt that he had changed a lot. His hair color, pupil color, and facial contours had all changed. How could Su Qin find out that something was wrong!

Su Qin couldn't help holding his head with one hand.Waves of dizziness hit him, as if he had been poisoned by the mildest poison, as if he had drunk the strongest alcohol. Looking at that dazzling appearance, he couldn't help but feel suffocated, and even felt that his face was distorted.No, you can't stay here anymore!Su Qin was very afraid of showing his ugly side.Rationally, he knew that he should bid farewell politely and go back to sort out his own thoughts, but in fact, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he could see more clearly this way, and the focus of his eyes naturally stuck to Jing Yan's face .

He couldn't describe what kind of face it was, and any words invented by humans would be an insult to him.In front of such a beauty, he just wanted to bow his head and surrender, and all the dark thoughts were melted away by the light.Before he knew what kind of face was under the cloak, Su Qin had fantasized about his appearance.With such a figure and manner, there can only be a matching face. Even if his face is ordinary, other parts of him are enough to make up for his facial defects. Even if it is an ugly face, Su Qin will still feel that this face is ugly. The body has a weird and shocking beauty, no matter what, in the dead of night, thinking of the person not far away, he already has lust. But no matter what, he never imagined that it would be such a face, an exhausted face. A face beyond human imagination.Who dares to imagine?That is not the realm that humans can touch.

In front of such a face, he couldn't stand up at all, he just wanted to worship, like a believer facing his god, how could he have that kind of qualification and courage!

He lost his mind first, and then lost his soul.Su Qin suddenly felt inferior.He forgot whether he had bid farewell, and he had no time to care about whether the farewell that he did not know was appropriate or not.When he woke up, he found himself lying on the bed, covered in the quilt, his body still trembling, he felt some pain in the corner of his eye, and wiped it with his hand, it was actually wet there.

Only then did he realize that that person had such a great influence on him.

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"Scene, scene, scene..."

When Jing Yan looked in the mirror, he lifted up the veil and put it on the cloak, and the face under the cloak was exposed at a glance.He pointed to the direction where Su Qin left, and wanted to ask the dumb slave what happened to Su Qin.

As soon as he looked directly at the dumb slave, the dumb slave quickly turned around, jumped a long way, picked a large leaf with the size of a cattail fan, and handed it to Jing Yan with his back, saying: "You, you use it first Cover your face, otherwise I won't, I won't be able to speak!"

Jing Yan found out later that it seemed that he felt that the change of the face was just a change of color and outline, but it had a great impact on them, so he didn't refuse, and used a leaf to cover his face.

The dumb slave turned around, but just looking at Jing Yan's body covering his face, he still felt groggy and couldn't stay awake, so he turned around again.

Jing Yan felt a little hurt, as if the dumb slave despised him so much.If the people who saw him were like this all the time, then he would rather not change and wear a cloak all the time!Especially the dumb slave's performance hit him even more.

He couldn't help asking himself, how did he become like this?Although there was a drowsy foreshadowing before, but the face changed as soon as he woke up, which is too strange.

The mute slave turned his back to Jing Yan, finally able to free up space to think.He and Jing Yan faced each other day and night before, and he was immune to that also very good face, so his performance was much better than the first time he met Su Qin.

He was also wondering why Jing Yan had such a sudden change.Before Jing Yan was in a daze, he had many guesses, wondering if Jing Yan's ability was going to recover?He was also worried about Huai Jingyan sacrificing himself to resurrect him.

His eyes fell loosely on the empty space, and a butterfly flew over suddenly.It's still early spring, and the early butterflies are flying slowly, their wings are weak, as if they haven't adapted to the cold air yet.Today is the vernal equinox. After leaving Wu Bohou's mansion, the dumb slave also started to remember the days. After that, he will celebrate various festivals.

etc!The dumb slave suddenly froze. This butterfly seemed to have passed through more than ten years. He was in a trance, as if he had returned to that painful time. He failed in his mission and knew that he was going to die. They are so sad that they are not true to themselves.However, the beautiful and dignified Mrs. Hou came in and said that he could survive.

survive!Originally, he was not even afraid of death, only mourning, but after being pardoned, he suddenly felt that it was good to be alive.It hurt so much when his tongue was pulled out, but he smiled when he stuffed the gauze to stop the bleeding.When he smiles, two dimples will appear on his face, even when he smiles, his throat hurts.

On the same day, a little baby was born in his arms.In the small yard in the northwest corner of Wu Bohou's mansion, he was walking around the yard holding a baby with big eyes who didn't cry or make a fuss.

It was also early spring that day, and the air was still slightly bright.The dumb slave didn't know that the newborn baby couldn't see the wind, and the baby was still wearing the same small cotton singlet that was worn when it was brought here.At that time, there was also a lonely butterfly flying over, not a very beautiful butterfly, taupe, with symmetrical dots on its wings, it was about to land on Jing Yan's face, but he drove it away with a wave of his hand.

How many years ago was that?The dumb slave counted the winters and springs with his fingers.Eighteen, yes, it is 18 years!Today is the same day as those 18 years ago.The same weather, the same butterfly, the dumb slave suddenly remembered Jing Yan's birthday, he had never given any hour to Jing Yan, because he couldn't remember the date, and he couldn't make up the number with just a date.

Eighteen springs, summers, autumns and winters have passed, these 18 difficult and happy years.Tears welled up in the dumb slave's eyes suddenly, realizing that he had raised the boy who was his sole master and grown up.He didn't dare to turn his head, fearing that he would change his mind due to the influence of that beauty, but he said with some sobs: "Jing Yan, you have grown up."

How to say this?Jing Yan looked in the mirror again, trying to find evidence of his growing up, but apart from the change in appearance, he couldn't see the difference between today's self and yesterday's.People don't grow up overnight.

People, of course, don't grow up overnight.It's just that the dumb slave just realized this, he was a little relieved and a little regretful, but he couldn't figure out why he felt these emotions.

He said: "Today is your birthday. You were born on the vernal equinox 18 years ago."

Jing Yan was indifferent.This kind of commemoration of his birthday did not make his emotions fluctuate.The dumb slave realized this and stopped talking.

This house is uninhabitable.Jing Yan stood there waiting for Su Qin to make arrangements, but after waiting for a while, nothing came out. He thought again, just say goodbye and leave, he doesn't need to hide anymore.The rivers and lakes are so big, he can go anywhere.

The dumb slave understood what he meant and hurriedly dissuaded him.He found that Jing Yan couldn't comprehend how amazing his own appearance was. If he was really allowed to walk on the street so undisguisedly, he couldn't imagine what a terrible riot it would cause!

He used a very tempting reason for Jing Yan: "We still have to wait for Su Qin to take us to the martial arts conference!"

This reason successfully changed Jing Yan's mind.Although they can go to the martial arts conference themselves, they know from Su Qin that not everyone can go to the martial arts conference. They will send invitations half a year in advance. Different invitations symbolize different treatment. I can only watch it from a very far away, where I went and where I didn't go.

The Martial Arts Conference is only held once every three years. It was a coincidence that Jing Yan could catch up this time, but the good seats are gone. Same thing.But Su Qin said that he has several high-class invitation cards, allowing them to sit in high-class seats to watch the martial arts conference.

The content of this martial arts conference, which is held every three years, is naturally extraordinary. In the martial arts conference, the leader of the martial arts alliance will be elected. The election method is naturally for those who are capable. This "ability" naturally means force. up.

It would be very interesting to have a superior position to watch and listen to Su Qin, a know-it-all explainer.

Jing Yan waited and waited until he could not reach Su Qin, so he started playing on the spot.Although he just knew his exact date of birth and age, he didn't have the consciousness to match it, and he could play very vigorously while sitting on the ground playing with gravel.The dumb slave went to find Su Qin, and had to change the house.

Su Qin, who arrived late, was very efficient, and after a short while, Jing Yan and Duan Nu moved to a new residence.There was no servant in the new small house, Su Qin lowered his head and said that he had to do so, hoping that the dumb slave would be more tired.The dumb slave understood very well, and packed things after busy work.

The original things were all buried in the dust, and there was no value in taking them back, but the dumb slave was very concerned about the squeezed basket, which was very precious to Jing Yan before.He wanted to repair it, take it to the water's edge for a try, he could kill with his hand without hesitation, but he was very stupid on it, and it got worse and worse. He lowered his head in frustration, and the dimples at the corners of his mouth disappeared. up.

"Let me do it."

Su Qin smiled and said.

The author has something to say: What a mine in the dark night and stars!

The answer to the mystery is revealed: Jing Yan has regained his true appearance!

In order to be able to code well, I uninstalled the happy Xiaoxiaole that was about to play to level [-], and then accidentally opened Ryoma.Well, the new article of Little Beast is really good!The other texts are also great!That's why I've been so slacking off this week.And I really want to write Zerg text! ! !