Stealing the Hero’s Cool Script

As soon as the afternoon arrived, Yan Yu used the spirit mirror to send news to Lin He, but she happened to be summoned by the queen, and the two chatted and ended in a hurry.

They have to live in this store until school starts, which means at least five days.

After Yan Yu simply took out the things and arranged them, he took out the sachet he was carrying and put it in the incense pot on the table.

With the familiar smell and the exhaustion from the long carriage ride, she didn't have a long period of bed adjustment, and fell asleep quickly.

When he woke up again, it was already dark, Yan Yu rubbed his waist, got up and walked to the window, and looked down following the lively voices.

The main city is much more prosperous than she imagined, with different races coming and going, interspersed with beast souls of various shapes, the picture is absolutely novel to her, a human being in the 21st century.

But from the clothes of the people in the main city, it can be seen that the living conditions here are more than a little bit better than other places, and it seems that the more night it is, the more lively the streets are.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, the restaurants and flower houses just opened, and at seven or eight o'clock, the number of people coming and going gradually increased.

Yan Yu was leaning against the window sill at this time, her eyes casually swept back and forth at the door of the flower building directly opposite the room.

She saw the young man in the tulle top smiling and welcoming the luxuriously dressed women and men in. When no one was there, he turned his back and his face immediately turned into a numb expression, as if pulling the corner of his mouth would consume the last of his body strength.

Because her eyesight was better than before, Yan Yu squinted her eyes a little, and could see the bruises of varying severity on the exposed parts of the young man's neck and wrists.

She sighed, putting away her useless embarrassment, and was about to raise her hand to close the window out of sight, when her ears keenly caught the sound of a bell.

It is as clear and crisp as the one in memory, and longer and thicker than ordinary bell echoes.

Breathing stopped for an instant, Yan Yu opened his eyes wide and looked at Hualou again.

At some point, a new customer came in at the gate of Hualou. The man was wearing a black dress made of stiff material, with fair skin, and a long coat with a white background and gold patterns on it casually. The iconic golden color The long hair is tied into a low ponytail, hanging behind her back and swaying with the changing angle of the movement.

"That's it." The woman said, with a somewhat indifferent attitude.

The body of the tulle boy who was hit immediately trembled uncontrollably, his shoulders shrugged, as if the delicate and beautiful woman in front of him was a monster as terrifying as a scourge.

"Ah, that's right..." The woman stopped walking towards the door, suddenly raised her head, and looked at Yan Yu's window with precise positioning.

After confirming from Yan Yu's surprised expression that the other party had recognized her, the smile in her eyes gradually enlarged, and the corners of her mouth slightly lifted.

Then Yan Yu saw her open her mouth to him, mouthing a few words.

"Meet you again, my lord goddess."

Yu Fusang obviously didn't move, but Yan Yu seemed to hear the jingle of the bell again, and it hit her hard, directly pulling all the nerves in her body.

The palms of her hands began to break out in cold sweat. Her fingers gripping the window sill involuntarily tightened, and her nails dug into the wooden frame. She wanted to move her body, but was frozen in place due to the strong mental suppression of the other party.

A veterinarian of sufficient skill can perform the enchantment technique as long as they meet each other's eyes, but Yu Fusang doesn't seem to want to kill her. Instead, he began to appreciate her struggling expression happily.

This feeling that the brain could not control her body was not very pleasant for Yan Yu, and her expression quickly became ugly.

"Kukou—" Two knocks on the door sounded moderately.

As if looking for a life-saving straw, Yan Yu came back to her senses in an instant. She quickly looked away, closed the window neatly, leaned her back against the wall, and breathed rapidly without any danger.

"Kuuuuuuuu—" The door was knocked again, "Are you okay?"

Even through a door, Yin Beiqing could sense that the fluctuations in the soul power in Yan Yu's body were very chaotic at this moment. If she hadn't made up her mind to restrain her behavior, she would have pushed the door in without saying hello.

Yan Yu raised her hand to lock the window. After her breathing adjusted, her complexion looked much better than before. She checked her expression in the mirror before opening the door for Yin Beiqing.

"Find me?"

Even though Yan Yu tidied it up, Yin Beiqing still didn't ignore her pale face, it was clear that her condition was getting better day by day in the past two days.

She glanced at the room behind Yan Yu, but didn't find anything unusual, so she asked, "What were you doing just now, your soul power fluctuated very quickly."

Yan Yu's mind was in a mess, and she didn't even think about going back and said, "It has nothing to do with you."

After she finished speaking, she realized how cold her tone was, and immediately raised her head to look at Yin Beiqing warily, worried that she would be bombed.

Yin Beiqing noticed her half-step back, but her emotions did not explode as expected. Instead, she said to Yan Yu calmly and terribly, "I will not hurt you."

"...I know." Yan Yu licked her dry/astringent lips, and unskillfully picked up a topic to replace the embarrassment at this time, "What do you want from me?"

Yin Beiqing ignored her words, and threw another question, "Are you angry?"

angry?

Compared to Yin Beiqing asking this question, Yan Yu was even more surprised that she could notice this.

After all, this person is used to doing things his own way, never caring about other people's mood, let alone caring whether the other person is angry or not.

In the rules she made, the only thing she could do was to be beaten unconvinced.

"It's okay." Yan Yu, who felt the other party's softening attitude, replied like this.

To be honest, there were indeed some negative emotions at the beginning, but they were quickly sorted out by herself. After breaking apart all the reasons one by one in her mind, the problem became much clearer.

Beginning to recognize and accept her negativity is tantamount to solving most of it, which is how she has always dealt with such situations.

"I want to go in." Yin Beiqing said with a wooden face again.

okay...

After all, problems always have to be solved, and he is almost thirty, Yan Yu can't bear to be like a junior high school student, if there is any awkwardness, he will never communicate with each other.

She let go of the door frame that she had been holding tightly, and opened the door inward, with a normal attitude of welcoming guests, "Water or tea."

"Anything." It was completely Yin Beiqing's style of answer.

"it is good."

Yan Yu really just poured her a glass of cold water casually, Yin Beiqing picked it up and took a symbolic sip, then put it down quickly, and then sat still and didn't speak, but his eyes were fixed on Yan Yu all the time.

The latter, adhering to the truth that the enemy can't move and I can't move, can't sit still, and even has the leisurely mind to get hot water to make tea for himself.

But the tea in his hand was about to run out, and the person on the other side didn't move.

I don't know, I thought she moved a statue into the town house.

"If you have nothing to say..."

"Yes." Yin Beiqing answered quickly.

Yan Yu nodded, raised her eyes to meet hers, "Then tell me."

Under her gaze, Yin Beiqing pursed his lips into a straight line with an ugly expression, and then struggled to squeeze out a sentence that was too fast for people to catch.

"Feel sorry."

Mingming said sorry, but looked at her as if he was the one who had been greatly wronged.

Yan Yu didn't know why, but suddenly wanted to laugh.

But in this kind of atmosphere, it's too impolite to really laugh.

"You want to listen to this, right?" Yin Beiqing added, as if it doesn't matter whether you want this or not, anyway, I've already said that you must forgive me.

"So you don't really want to apologize?" Yan Yu propped his right hand up to his chin, scanning the expression on Yin Beiqing's face with probing eyes.

"Yes." Yin Beiqing frowned and replied, his tone could be as blunt as possible.

It seems that this is really the first time to do this kind of thing, even if you are not proficient, you still show resistance everywhere.

Yan Yuchu tapped his fingers on the table, and suddenly became interested, "Okay, then tell me, you think you have done something wrong."

"..."

Yan Yu waited patiently for a while, and after confirming that she would not get any satisfactory answers if she kept asking, she let out a long sigh.

Some things should be done step by step. She knew that now was not the best time. After all, it was only a step to say sorry. For this person, it was absolutely impossible to have a compromise attitude in the past.

Yan Yu was not satisfied with the result this time, but the future will be long, and after thinking about it, she finally said, "Then you should also consider that I have accepted your apology."

There was another long silence, but the emotions in Yin Beiqing's eyes were obviously more complicated than before.

"no the same."

"Huh?" Yan Yu was puzzled, "What's the difference?"

Yin Beiqing looked straight at her, "You didn't treat me like this before."

Her goal was to return to the previous way of getting along, but now this atmosphere, which was stranger than ever, made her feel uncomfortable.

The voice in her heart has been shouting countless times, asking her to lock people up with iron chains and lock them up in a place that only she knows, but every time at this time, she thinks of the way Yan Yu looked at her that day.

There is no emotion, as if looking at a dead thing that has nothing to do with him.

She never wanted to see it a second time.

The water in the teacup began to ripple, and Yan Yu shifted his gaze, noticing that Yin Beiqing's clenched hands had been so hard that the knuckles turned white, and the blue veins on his arms symbolized that her patience was about to reach its limit at this time.

She froze for a moment, realizing that she seemed to have underestimated the sensitivity of Yin Beiqing's mind.

It is true that she usually looks like she doesn't pay attention to anything, but her inner slenderness is probably higher than anyone else's.

The position of the heart tightened suddenly, as if it was tightly pinched by two hands.

Yan Yu raised her hand to pinch the bridge of her nose, and began to recall her behavior, whether she was also led astray by this person before, and made a meaningless childish cold war.

It was obviously the most sneering way I used to deal with it, but after I really became the person involved, I fell into unconsciousness.

Just when Yin Beiqing was about to give up her resistance to the voice in her heart, she saw a touch of white skirt breaking into her sight from the corner of her eye.

She raised her head slowly, and Yan Yu's raised hand kept approaching her in her vision. When she clearly felt that it finally landed on top of her head, Yin Beiqing's breathing stopped.

Yan Yu pressed her hair, and patted it lightly, as she did to Panpan countless times before, with a hint of helplessness in her voice, "Is that all right?"

Yin Beiqing looked at Yan Yu's face without blinking, reluctant to blink and miss the expression on her face at this time.

Satisfied, but my heart began to itch, all the way to the depths, more and more unbearable/unbearable.

If he can correctly interpret his psychology, Yin Beiqing should know that it is called making progress with an inch.

She took off the mask, took Yan Yu's hand, pressed it to her cheek, rubbed it, and put her lips on it.

"Want more."

The author has something to say:

Teacher Yu: I finally have my lines :)

ps: It doesn't matter if you miss this batch of claws, you should still be picked in the future, those who were picked up earlier will go to the big w-eyed b boy to choose privately, boo haw!

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