There was no light in the courtyard, and Fan Zhiyi's eyes felt a little uncomfortable, so he blinked and asked, "Have you seen the wound?"
All the participants in the competition were top-notch people. Just take Qin Qianchi from the last competition. Although, according to Zhuang Yujing, Bingnandong did not use his full strength on purpose in the early stage, he still suffered internal injuries when he used his ultimate move in the end. Therefore, Fan Zhiyi himself did not believe that it was so easy for Bingnandong to win the first place this time.
"Yeah, that's why I just came back." Bing Nandong's eyes were fixed on Fan Zhiyi. "You were waiting for me just now."
Not a question, but an affirmation.
Fan Zhiyi placed Xiao Hei in his arms, then picked up the stool with one hand. Bing Nandong took it very naturally, smoothed Xiao Hei's fur, and walked forward to take the stool that Fan Zhiyi was holding.
Fan Zhiyi raised his hand to avoid it: "No, I remember your hand is still injured."
"It's just a small matter." Bing Nandong still wanted to take it. Fan Zhiyi couldn't persuade him. Thinking that the stool was not very heavy, he gave it to him, then put his hands behind his back, with his fingers curled up unnaturally.
Bing Nandong glanced at him, then suddenly asked, "Have you eaten?"
"No, no." Fan Zhiyi didn't know where his temper came from. Logically, he should be happy that Bing Nandong came back safely, but he was still very unhappy.
Bing Nandong glanced at him again: "What do you want to eat?"
"casual."
"Didn't we say a few days ago that after the competition, we would go to Zui Xiang Lou to eat together again? You seemed to like the food there very much." Bing Nandong chose his words carefully. He still remembered that Fan Zhiyi was very happy when he ate last time, with his cheeks puffed up like a squirrel.
"Oh." Although he was angry, he couldn't go against the meal. Fan Zhiyi thought for a moment and said, "If you want to eat, go at noon. You can eat more and eat yourself into a slump."
"Can."
This unusual behavior, this gentle words, made Fan Zhiyi suspect that this guy was trying to please him. Come on, this is Bing Nandong. When they first met, although he liked the original body, he had to pretend to be a disgusting man. The contrast between now and the beginning is too big.
Fan Zhiyi tapped the back of his hand with his fingertips, then thought about it and realized he had nothing to be angry about, so he said, "Well, actually, I just had dinner. How about you?"
"No, I went straight to the clinic after the competition." Bing Nandong's tone remained unchanged.
"What do you want to eat?" Fan Zhiyi was too embarrassed to tell Bing Nandong about the leftovers. He actually ate quite a lot in the evening, and the bibimbap was very delicious. When Fan Zhiyi lived alone before, he liked to eat mixed vegetable rice.
After all, he had just returned from a competition and was doing some physical work. Fan Zhiyi thought that he could at least let Bing Nandong get some food for himself, as there were fresh dishes anyway.
"Anything is fine." Bing Nandong's answer was concise and to the point. He placed the stool in front of the recliner that Fan Zhiyi usually liked. This stool was used by Fan Zhiyi to put his feet up while lying down.
All right, it's up to you. Fan Zhiyi watched Bing Nandong finish all this, and thought of the confusing things of his original body, so he said: "I found some...um, medicine bottles in the room, but I don't remember anything, so I want you to help me distinguish them."
Bing Nandong looked at Fan Zhiyi and said, "Okay."
"Then come with me to my room and take a look." Fan Zhiyi then tentatively said, "Besides that, I also found a note where I asked someone to go to the cliff behind the bamboo forest. Do you know who I asked to go to that time?"
Bing Nandong didn't say anything. Fan Zhiyi stopped and turned around to look at him. Although he couldn't see clearly, Fan Zhiyi didn't look away. He heard that if the other person had something to hide, he would feel guilty and tell the truth if he looked directly at him.
But as Fan Zhiyi expected, Bing Nandong was a man with extremely strong psychological qualities. Fan Zhiyi's eyes were almost dry from staring, but Bing Nandong did not react. He pointed out that it was a bit silly for Fan Zhiyi to stare at him with eyes wide open and motionless, so he stretched out his hand to block Fan Zhiyi's eyes.
"It's me." Bing Nandong replied.
As expected, just as Fan Zhiyi had thought, the original body had made an appointment with Bing Nandong. "So what exactly happened then?" Fan Zhiyi pretended to be fierce. "Don't lie to me, I actually have evidence of what happened, and I just came to check with you to confirm it."
As soon as the voice finished speaking, Fan Zhiyi heard Bing Nandong chuckle. He put down his hand to let Fan Zhiyi's vision return to normal, and then rubbed Fan Zhiyi's head: "I don't remember much. It should be just a normal conversation."
Bing Nandong walked past Fan Zhiyi and headed towards his room. Fan Zhiyi was still standing there, looking as if he hadn't come back to his senses. He reached out his hand and touched his head in a daze, then reacted: "Don't move my head just because you are taller than me!"
He's still in puberty, so he'll still grow! Who knows, maybe he'll be taller than Bing Nandong in the future!
Fan Zhiyi's height in the real world is what a boy should be, and his current height is a little shorter than his height in the real world, but it is still acceptable.
Bing Nandong listened to the accusations behind him and lowered his eyes to look at the palm of his hand. The tingling sensation of Fan Zhiyi's eyelashes scraping across his palm and the softness of his hair were all transmitted to him very clearly through his skin.
It felt like his heart was being gently poked by something. It was a feeling he had never experienced before. Bing Nandong couldn't explain it, but being close to Fan Zhiyi would slightly relieve the symptom for a while, but it would indeed relapse in a worse state.
Bing Nandong understood why this "disease" was called and how to solve it, but he had the heavy responsibility of Guimen on his shoulders. Before everything was considered clearly and the subsequent preparations were completed, he could not drag someone who had nothing to do with this matter into the water.
He hoped he would get better. This thought was particularly strong today when Bing Nandong thought he couldn't hold on any longer. It was the only one he had, a slightly selfish thought.
Bing Nandong stopped at Fan Zhiyi's door. Fan Zhiyi opened the door and invited him in, but Bing Nandong didn't move. So Fan Zhiyi figured out that his original body hated Bing Nandong, so he decided not to go in. So he grunted over, carrying the iron box, raised his hand, and said impatiently, "Come and see what's in these bottles." After saying that, Fan Zhiyi suddenly retracted his hand and said, "No, no, take safety measures first. I'm afraid these things are dangerous."
Upon hearing this, Bing Nandong reached out and picked up a bottle and surrounded it with spiritual power. Then he opened the bottle cap and sniffed it. Without saying anything, he picked up a few other bottles and repeated the process. He did not look at the remaining bottles.
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