Oh, my school grass!

Chapter 169 left, wrong
"Ah? What calligraphy and painting? The master treasures his calligraphy and painting the most, and I have to be chased after mine!" Han Bo said to himself and left again.

Yan Zi turned around and looked at Yan Yixiao who was behind him, "Guess, if I tell grandpa what happened today, how will he react?"

"You! Despicable!" Yan Yixiao pointed at Yan Zi, gritted his teeth and said these three words.

"Despicable? I'm talking about the stolen calligraphy and painting. Which one do you think it is? People with ghosts in their hearts are of course afraid of what I say." Yan Zi smiled, and Yan Yixiao was intimidated by his evil appearance.

Ah!
What is he afraid of this bumpkin doing!
Are you afraid that she will not be able to produce a flower in front of her grandfather?
"Let's go, I haven't done my homework yet." Yan Zi raised his schoolbag and swaggered back to his room.

When passing by Yang Xinyu's room, she even went in to have a chat with her, since she hasn't visited Xiyou for a long time.

"Ah Zi, you are back, are you hungry? Do you want mom to cut some fruit for you? There are still several hours before dinner."

"No need, Mom, I'm not hungry." Yan Zi pulled Yang Xinyu to the sofa and sat down.

"What's the matter, is there something you want to tell mom?"

No one in the world knows a daughter better than a mother.

"I just want to ask, how is Xiyou doing? Is your mood stable recently?" Yan Zi smiled.

"Fortunately, she has been doing well recently. She can smile occasionally, but she is still afraid of people."

"Mom, it's okay, take your time, I believe Xiyou will get better."

"Well, Mom knows. Eh? Your hand?"

"The bandage has been removed. The doctor said that if you don't do heavy work, you will recover better soon." Yan Zi also moved his wrist, expressing that he was fine.

"That's good, that's good. It's good that your hands are healed, but it's a pity... such a big scar..." I don't know if I can get married in the future!

"It's okay mom, it doesn't matter to me."

Although the scar is a bit ugly, it's... not so ugly.

This reminded her of a past with K when she was a child.

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"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, k, are you okay? Don't get into trouble, okay? What should I do if something happened to you?"

At that time, they were only four or five years old, and they were sent out by the family to perform a mission drill.

In order to cover her, K injured his right wrist.

The blood flowed like a faucet, but fortunately he was rescued in the end.

"Fool... I'm not dead, why are you crying so hard?" K raised his left hand, pinching her face with baby fat.

But he pinched the snot in his hand.

"But you're bleeding like this!"

"Just save your life, as long as you are fine, I can do whatever you want!"

"I don't want you to do such a dangerous thing for me!"

"Hey, I'm going to sleep, don't make noise, Qily, do you want to sleep with me?"

"No, I'm afraid I'll hurt your wound by moving around."

"Okay then, I'll sleep then!"

"Um……"

After K fell asleep, she secretly melted a gash in her left hand.

Since he injured his right hand.

Then she cut off her left hand.

In the future, when his hand is inconvenient, she will be his right hand.

He is her left hand.

But she forgot,
left, left.

Also wrong, incorrect meaning.

After all, she and K had no fate, and they separated in the end.

I hope today's K lives a better life than her.

　K is not the hero!

　　K is not the hero!

　　K is the villain!

　　Remember this!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)