Baili Feiyue watched him quietly and said calmly, "I never took it to heart."
The young man was stunned for a moment, then narrowed his eyes and smiled, revealing his beautiful dimples on his cheeks, "So, sister, are you following me?"
"Hand out."
The young man stretched out a hand with some suspicion, and a string of beads of very special texture was instantly put on his wrist.
The bead was cool when it was first put on the wrist, but soon it gradually became warm.
The temperature was not high, but it came slowly, instantly warming up his body, which was a little too cold.
He knows this thing.
Back in the West Moon Country, my sister's master "robbed" this family heirloom from a rich young man in West Moon.
Wearing this thing can keep you warm in winter and cool in summer, and it will change according to the wearer's body temperature.
You can imagine how precious it is.
Apart from the fact that it is extremely precious and there is no other like it in the world, the most important thing is that it is something given to her by her elder sister and master.
Perhaps in the eyes of my sister's master, this is just a trivial little thing, given to her to play with. But in my sister's heart, is this an ordinary treasure?
It wasn't the first time he had seen it, or even the first time he had worn it.
My sister had worn it on him before.
The young man lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes covering the expression in his eyes, "Sister...what are you doing..."
"For you."
"Sister, this is something your master gave you." said the young man in a soft voice.
"What he gives me is naturally mine." What this means is that she has the right to decide whether to give away her things.
The young man's eyes flickered for a moment, then he raised his eyes and smiled softly with sudden enlightenment.
Baili Feiyue had seen this kind of smile before.
Just when she had almost detoxified the boy in front of her.
It was a smile that made people feel extremely comfortable and beautiful.
Like the willow branches in spring, the cool breeze in summer, the stream in autumn, and the warm sun in winter.
It's the kind of smile you'll never forget once you see it.
He blinked and said, "Since it's given by my sister, I'll accept it without hesitation~"
He tilted his head slightly, and smiled like a Persian cat, "Sister gave me such a precious gift, but I don't have anything to give Sister in return, so I'll just give Sister a hug as a thank you!"
Baili Feiyue uttered softly with her red lips, "Get lost."
The boy was not annoyed.
He looked at her quietly for a moment, "Sister, a doctor cannot completely heal himself. I am about to leave, let me feel your pulse."
Baili Feiyue glanced at him and thought that what he said was true.
But she doesn't think there is anything serious with her health now.
What's more, both cousin Qian Yuse and daughter Jiuerbaobao are good in medical skills.
But medical skills are not one-size-fits-all, and not every medical student has exactly the same expertise.
Ling Duannian has mastered medical skills by self-study in such a short period of time. He is truly an absolute genius.
When it comes to medical skills, Baili Feiyue is very respectful and serious.
"good."
Then he said, "Let me show you too."
His face looked visibly bad.
The boy's eyes curved, "Thank you, sister~"
In order to make it easier to feel the pulse, I found a stone to sit on nearby.
Ling Duannian's subordinates made some simple preparations, and the two sat down opposite each other and took each other's pulses on their wrists.
Baili Feiyue frowned slightly as she held Ling Duannian's body...
Before she could continue to explore, Ling Duannian withdrew his hand.
Facing Baili Feiyue's inquiring eyes, the young man said seriously, "Sister's pulse is a little strange. I need to concentrate on it."
After he said that, Baili Feiyue had to hold back for the time being.
But time passed by little by little, and the boy showed no intention of letting go of her wrist.
Because of the close distance and her calm state of mind, Baili Feiyue could even smell the faint fragrance and the faint smell of blood on the boy's body.
The evening breeze blew, and the young man opposite couldn't help but coughed slightly a few times.
"Well, if you can't see it, then you can't see it. If you keep holding on to it like this, if I weren't a doctor, I would have mistakenly thought I had a terminal illness."
Baili Feiyue made a move to withdraw her hand, only to find that her hand was almost held by the other party.
She looked over and saw that the young man looked very serious, as if he didn't realize that she was taking the pulse too hard.
He frowned in disapproval, "Sister, don't talk nonsense. I was wrong. Sister, your physique is indeed a little special, but it's not a big problem."
In a flash, Baili Feiyue understood something and said calmly, "Yeah."
The young man laughed, "Sister, you should go now. It's getting dark. If so-and-so sees that you haven't returned yet, he might get crazy again."
Baili Feiyue lowered her eyes and her gaze fell on her wrist.
The four fingers of the young man taking her pulse were still on her wrist. No, it should be said that they were now tightly wrapped around her wrist, with no intention of letting go.
Ling Duannian followed Baili Feiyue's line of sight and looked over, as if he had just discovered something. He let go of her calmly, "Hmm, I forgot."
Baili Feiyue didn't say anything.
"I'm leaving, sis."
Eventually you have to let go.
The boy had already stood up, turned around and walked away without looking back.
Before he got on the carriage, he still didn't turn around, but his voice floated over, "Ling Jing can always trust Ling Xiaojiu. Ling Xiaojiu will always be the Ling Xiaojiu who wants his sister to be happy."
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The setting moon was like a hook. When the evening wind blew, all the grass and trees on the mountain moved, rustling. Under the cold moon, the carriage went farther and farther away.
The young man in the carriage looked at the setting moon on the distant hill with an indifferent expression.
But suddenly, he couldn't hold back the fishy-sweet taste any more and spat it out.
The shadow guard in the carriage knelt down in shock, "My Lord!"
The boy coughed a few times, suppressed the itchiness in his throat, and sneered, "You actually let me go, huh."
"My Lord, please take care of yourself!"
The young man tilted his head and looked at the night outside the carriage without much concern. A faint smile on his lips was blown by the wind, gentle and vague, "I have to live a few more years, otherwise my sister will be bullied and no one will stand up for her."
Changsun Wuji deliberately gave him a chance, taking a risky move to force him to take action, so that his sister could see through his mind and cut off the source of his trouble.
He took advantage of the situation and bet on the status of himself and Changsun Wuji in the heart of the elder sister. He bet that the elder sister might have more than just a brotherly love for him.
No matter what kind of feelings his elder sister has for him, he knows clearly that after he has done these things this time, his elder sister will definitely see her true feelings.
Hehe, it's just acting. He knows in his heart how much truth there is...
The boy curled his lips in self-mockery.
Changsun Wuji is more cruel than him.
He really couldn't hurt his sister regardless of her wishes.
When he abducted his elder sister and said and did those things to her, he didn't even know whether he expected his elder sister to have feelings for him that went beyond siblings, or whether he expected his elder sister to see clearly her feelings for Zhangsun Wuji and follow her own heart and no longer be sad.
But one thing is certain, both he and Changsun Wuji did stupid things. The sister was neither the sister that Changsun Wuji imagined nor the sister that he imagined.
Changsun Wuji found out, right? So he compromised.
He also lost, but Changsun Wuji didn't win either.
He didn't make a wedding dress for Changsun Wuji, he was putting on a wedding dress for his elder sister!
To Changsun Wuji, he is a thorn in his eye. If he fails his elder sister one day, he will not let him go!
The shadow guard has followed Ling Duannian for many years and is the person closest to him and the person he sees the most.
He knocked his head heavily on the carriage floor and said in a disapproving tone, "Since you can't bear to do it this time, please forget it in the future!"
Ling Duannian turned his gaze towards him, and the shadow guard remained silent.
The boy looked at him for a while, then smiled.
With a pale face and an elf-like smile, everything in the world seemed to lose its color.
"Don't worry, I'm afraid you won't see me again from now on."
“My Lord…”
"Let's get going."
"yes……!"
At the fork in the road, Baili Feiyue watched Ling Duannian's carriage disappear into the distance, and then heard the faint sound of carriage wheels coming from behind him.
Soon, a carriage stopped beside her.
“It’s gone.”
The low voice coming from the carriage was extremely elegant, but Baili Feiyue's eyelids jumped.
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