It was getting late, and the aunties packed up and left, not forgetting to ask Fan Zhiyi's name.
Fan Zhiyi replied "Yi Zhifan", and then received the aunties' promise to come and chat again next time, as well as a small sweet cookie given by one of the aunties. He ate it while taking A Yu to go back to the house.
Ah Yu was obviously very excited: "Wow, so you two have this kind of relationship, so exciting, I love it!"
"Don't find everything exciting, don't like everything." Fan Zhiyi smiled, knowing that he couldn't explain it clearly.
"Fan Zhiyi." He was having a great time with A Yu when suddenly someone called him from behind. Fan Zhiyi turned around and saw that it was He An.
"Please don't follow me for the time being, Miss Ayu." He An walked up, dragged him to a small corner nearby, and put an oil-paper bag in his hand.
What's this?
When Fan Zhiyi opened it, he saw some exquisitely shaped pastries. Zhuang Yujing had said that he would not give them to him, so he looked at He An, but found that He An was a little embarrassed and did not look at him.
Thinking of He An's strange behavior during the day, Fan Zhiyi didn't know what he was trying to do. Could it be that Zhuang Yujing put some itching powder or laughing pills that often appear in novels in the pastry, waiting for him to fall into the trap in exchange for the antidote?
"Fan Zhiyi." He An suddenly glared at him solemnly, a look that frightened Fan Zhiyi. "You're not the same as the rumors say. At least that's what I think."
"ah?"
"When I was a kid, I was often beaten, ignored, and insulted. They bullied people without any reason. Maybe they were just in a bad mood one day, or maybe they just suddenly disliked you. It was then that the young master appeared, helped me, and kept me in Jiuwanli."
Fan Zhiyi didn't quite understand where this was going. Why did they suddenly start chatting? Could he eat the cake or not? Adhering to the principle of respect, Fan Zhiyi decided to wrap the cake and listen carefully to He An's words.
"Later, I achieved a breakthrough in my cultivation and gained the ability to meet those people again. I beat them up and finally resolved my own grievances. I continued to cultivate and transformed myself from a poor, weak country boy into a highly respected subordinate by the young master, deeply trusted by him."
"That's right." Fan Zhiyi nodded. It was a very inspiring story.
He An's eyes were like torches. He patted Fan Zhiyi's shoulder solemnly, pressing Fan Zhiyi's shoulder down: "I can come this far, and so can you!"
Ah, what, he can what?
Facing the doubt in Fan Zhiyi's eyes, He An said excitedly, "I've thought about this for a long time and investigated a lot, and finally I understand that what you are going through now is what I went through in the past, and I can't just turn a blind eye! I always heard the young master say that you are very cunning, including the last time you came to the young master to help you kill Bing Nandong. I was there, but now, seeing you and Bing Nandong getting along, I seem to see the days when the young master protected me. Although the relationship between the young master and I is not that of you, but! If I can do it, you can do it too! Let us put aside those dark days and let me lead you to the light!"
Fan Zhiyi: “?” He felt like he was having a bit of a Mercury retrograde today. He had been frightened and tortured so many times that his little heart couldn’t take it anymore.
Every time this happened, Fan Zhiyi would think, if only he had followed Bing Nandong.
"Anyway, I apologize for my previous attitude towards you. From now on, I will help you! You also want to be someone like me who can stand in front of the young master and protect him, right? You also want to stop being looked down upon, right? You also want to be proud of yourself, right? Tomorrow morning at Yinshi, I will come to find you to train together!"
Fan Zhiyi: “…”
Fan Zhiyi: “!” How did the topic develop in this direction!!!
Fan Zhiyi's eyes were as big as copper bells. No, he didn't want to, he didn't want anything!
Before he could say anything, He An patted him on the shoulder again: "It really feels much better now that you've said it! Zhiyi, from what I've seen of you over the past few times, you're so stupid. I've thought about it for a long time, and finally decided to follow my own judgment and feelings. I believe you're not the treacherous and evil person that the rumors say you are. If I'm wrong, then I'm blind. I have no regrets!"
Fan Zhiyi seemed to see the blazing fire in He An's eyes. What was that? That was Fan Zhiyi's brilliant future. "I'm really sorry for what happened before, so tomorrow morning at the hour of Yin, I'll tell you about your transformation plan! Go to bed early tonight, and remember to eat the cakes secretly. Don't let the young master see you. After all, I'm still from Jiuwanli, and it won't have a good impact."
Fan Zhiyi stood there in a daze, looking at He An's joyful back as he left in a leisurely manner, then looking at the pastries, feeling like crying but unable to do so.
In fact, there is no need to be so empathetic and motivated.
Ah Yu came over after seeing He An leave. Seeing that Fan Zhiyi looked like he was about to die, she asked, "Zhiyi, what's wrong with you?" Then she looked at the oil-paper bag in his hand and asked, "What is this?"
"Oh, it's hard to explain." Just don't worry about it. He An is a kind-hearted person.
Fan Zhiyi took out a piece of cake and took a bite. It tasted familiar, and he suddenly felt happy. "It's a pity you can't finish it, Xiaoyu. Otherwise, I would have to share it with you. You don't know how delicious this cake is."
"snort."
Where do you stay at night?"
"You don't know, Bing Nandong asked me to guard you at the door when you were unconscious. From morning till night, from night till morning. He said I had nothing to do anyway, so this way I could be of some use." Ah Yu said indignantly, "I did notice. How could Bing Nandong, such a handsome man, have such an ugly mouth?"
"Maybe when God opens a window for him, he will close a...door for him." Fan Zhiyi pushed open the door and saw Bing Nandong standing by the window, wiping his sword boredly.
Hearing the sound of the door being pushed open, he just raised his eyelids lazily, glanced at Fan Zhiyi, and put the sword back into the scabbard behind him.
"Did you climb in through the window?" Fan Zhiyi asked for no reason.
Then he saw Bing Nandong's long-lost look at the mentally retarded: "I can walk in openly, why do I have to climb through the window?"
"It would be bad if Tianyunmen saw it."
"Tianyunmen is in the east and Jiuwanli is in the west, how can we see it?" As Bing Nandong approached, Fan Zhiyi realized that the young man looked a little tired.
Bing Nandong asked, "How is your injury?"
"It's okay, but I just feel a little tired today. I'm very sleepy, but I don't want to sleep anymore because I slept for too long."
"Normally, roll up your sleeves so I can see."
Fan Zhiyi rolled up his sleeves and saw Bing Nandong frowning, so he put them down: "Oh, it's okay, it doesn't hurt now anyway."
"Silly boy. Did you take your medicine tonight?"
"I've drunk it." Fan Zhiyi waved his hand. "By the way, I have something to ask you. Is Xiaobao in the Tianyunmen camp now?"
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