Campus belle's cultivation master

There was no sound in the room.

Ning xinrou gradually wakes up, her long eyelashes quiver and slowly opens her eyes.

She was lying on the sofa in the living room with a wet towel on her forehead and a thin blanket on her body.

"Are you awake? How do you feel? "

The cold and indifferent voice rang out from my ears. Ning xinrou turned to his face in a hurry. He saw that Lin Yu was sitting on the opposite side with a Book spread out on his thigh, and he didn't even lift his head.

Ning xinrou sits up slowly and feels relaxed and comfortable as never before.

"I..." she opened her mouth, trying to remember before the coma, "I seem to..."

"Your illness has been cured. If you are not at ease, take time to go to the hospital for examination."

"Ah?" Ning xinrou was startled. Subconsciously, she raised her hand to touch the back of her head and opened her mouth. "We didn't make an agreement..."

Lin Yu closed the book with a depressed expression: "if you are sick, you can faint even when you do some housework. Fortunately, you want to make an appointment with me?"

Ning xinrou pursed her mouth and looked embarrassed.

After a long time, she leaned forward slightly and muttered carefully: "sorry, I broke your teapot. Where did you buy that pot? I'll buy you as like as two peas. "

Lin Yu raised his face and looked at her quietly. "The teapot was given by Yao Kaishan."

Ning xinrou's small head shrinks, and her delicate and enchanting face turns white instantly.

Yao Kaishan, vice governor of Jiangnan Province, a feudal official, and a famous real power figure.

The teapot itself didn't have much money, but if it was a gift from vice governor Yao, the value would be immeasurable. Even if you sold her, you can't afford to pay for it.

"This... This..." Ning xinrou pulled up the corner of her lip and stammered, "I... I didn't expect... I'm sorry..."

Lin Yu light way: "forget it, an object son, on the importance of less than your in case, you are OK."

Ning xinrou's body was stiff, and her eyes were stunned. She stared at the young man in front of her without blinking.

Over the years, she has encountered the pursuit of countless young talents, but never a confession, as today's bone marrow, really cut into the heart.

But ah, the guy on the other side is calm and calm. It's just casual words

"It's still early to dawn. Have a good rest." Lin Yu put the book on the tea table and stood up to leave.

Ning xinrou stares at his back and suddenly says: "Lin Yu!"

"I... I actually..." she pauses for a moment, smiles, "thank you."

Lin Yu stopped at the foot of the stairs. He went upstairs without saying anything

...

half a month later.

13 Fengye Road, Chen's residence.

Autumn wind blowing into the window, Sasa cool, snow-white tablecloth, a small ant to move forward. From a distance, it looks like a moving stain.

Chen Hongming took the fruit knife from the fruit plate, went to the table and squatted down.

He squints and stares at the ant quietly, his eyes are empty.

Suddenly, a knife cut down, the poor little ant was instantly cut into two, slender legs twisted struggle.

Second, third, Fourth

Chen Hongming's eyes are scarlet. The snow-white tablecloth is covered with knife marks. The remains of the little ant have long disappeared.

There was a step outside the door, followed by a knock:

"Young and old, here comes the master!"

Chen Hongming shivered, and his fruit knife fell to the ground with a "bang" in his hand, inadvertently making a shallow cut in his thumb.

He couldn't help hissing, staring at the wound, bleeding red, his face twisted and ferocious, full of panic.

As the door opens, Chen Xu stoops to one side, and Chen Wunan walks slowly into the room with his hands on his back.

Chen Hongming straightened up in a hurry, with a straight back and a smile on his face: "Dad."

The blood spilled slowly along the wound and coagulated into bright red drops between the fingers.

"Well." Chen Wunan walked forward two steps, staring at the fruit knife falling on the ground, frowned and asked, "what are you doing?"

Chen Hongming stooped to pick up the knife and put it back on the fruit plate: "I cut my hand when I cut the fruit."

Voice fell, the first drop of blood fell on the ground without sound.

"How can I take my place in the future when I'm so grown-up and I'm so careless?" Chen Wunan reproached, sat down in the armchair against the wall, nodded to him slightly, "you also sit, take this opportunity today, let's have a good chat."

"Yes." Chen Hongming also sat at the table. His injured hand was on the white tablecloth, and his blood was dripping down.

Chen Wunan sighed: "Hongming, I heard Chen Xu say that you are finally sober."

"Dad, you are always worried." Chen Hung Ming lowered his head, remained silent for a while, and then slowly said, "that night, Lin Yu moved his hand to me and knocked me unconscious several times. A few of them hit me on the head, which made me confused and said some crazy words during that time. "

Being put in hospital, having a talk with a psychologist every day and taking sedative drugs for a month is like a nightmare for him.

He's not crazy, but everyone thinks he's crazy. In order to help himself get rid of the title of "mental patient", he had to make up such a lie, which was really difficult.

After listening to his words, Chen Wunan was very pleased: "Hongming, if you can get better, I will be relieved. You are a member of the Chen family. In the future, you should inherit your family business and stand on top of your family. No matter what setbacks you face, you should remain absolutely sober. "

"Yes, I remember." Chen Hongming nodded solemnly and glanced at his injured thumb. His blood was still flowing and he had dyed a small piece of red on the white tablecloth.

His breath gradually shortens and his voice is hoarse: "Dad, I hate Lin Zixuan. I want him to die! I'm going to kill Lin's house up and down!

And the slut Luo Xiaoxiao, she should die, too! I will torture her, ravage her, and make her regret coming to this world! "

"Hongming, don't worry. We will take revenge for it, and we have already begun to prepare for it." Chen Wunan stares at the bloodstain slowly spread on the tablecloth and asks, "don't you need to deal with your injury?"

Chen Hongming quickly pulled out a handkerchief from the drawer and wrapped his thumb tightly.

"It's OK. The wound is a little deep. It'll be fine soon." He laughed a little reluctantly, and immediately changed the subject, "Dad, you just said you want revenge?"

Chen Wunan stood up and paced slowly with deep eyes: "yes, I went to linxingji's house last month. Now, everything is ready, only the east wind... "