"Next project, eating."
Ling Wei paused for several seconds, then took the initiative to step forward, took Chen Yang's hand, and pulled him inside.
"Really? Being so reckless...you'll die."
She complained softly in front, which surprised Chen Yang.
It turns out that she now also has feelings.
Inside the house, Ling Wei squatted beside the dining table, carefully wrapping Chen Yang's bandages one circle at a time, then turned around and brought out two large plates of cooked beef.
That plate of beef weighed more than two kilograms and was full of calories, which was completely inconsistent with Chen Yang's impression of a healthy diet.
"Two pounds of beef so early in the morning?"
"Your energy consumption is much higher than that of a special forces soldier. You need to replenish protein aggressively."
Ling Wei glanced at his bloody wrist and simply pushed her plate in front of Chen Yang.
"With all that blood, I think you'll need two plates."
Chen Yang smiled bitterly, did not refuse, and grabbed the beef and started to eat it.
To be honest, he was really hungry after being on the verge of life and death for two consecutive days.
Ling Wei was on the other side of the table, looking at him thoughtfully.
"Cutting your wrists to practice... seems like a shortcut."
…
For the next whole month, Chen Yang did not leave the villa halfway up the mountain.
And these thirty days are basically a repetition of the first day.
Chen Yang spent a whole month to cleanse the turbid air that had penetrated deep into his bones.
During this month he cut off all contact with the outside world, running in the morning breeze every day and riding his horse under the wooden stakes in the scorching sun.
It was naturally very hard during the process, but Chen Yang had already found the trick.
Every time I couldn't hold on any longer, I would cut my wrist.
One knife can relieve a thousand worries and cure a hundred diseases...
That morning, Chen Yang was wearing a sports vest and running along the winding mountain path as usual.
His pace is now quite brisk, and five kilometers is easy for him, without even a moment of disorder in his breathing.
However, the more significant change was in his temperament. After a month of hard training, he felt that his mind was stronger than ever before, and he became full of energy. The strong aura of a corporate slave that he had before had long since disappeared.
Of course, all this comes at a price.
Chen Yang's left arm was wrapped in a thick bandage, extending from the wrist to the elbow, making him look like a Muay Thai fighter.
This wasn't because Ling Wei was teaching him Muay Thai, it was simply because he had cut his wrists too many times. The cuts were piled on top of each other, so densely packed together that if he removed the bandages, he would see something horrible underneath.
"Ling Wei, I'm done running."
"Is it still Zama this morning?"
Returning to the door of the villa, Chen Yang gently wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked Ling Wei cheerfully.
However, today she changed her clothes and carried her car keys in her hand.
"No more practice today, come out with me."
"Um?"
Chen Yang felt strange. He hadn't practiced any moves yet, and he was about to go down the mountain?
Ling Wei didn't explain, but just drove him to the city.
When the two arrived at Zhonghai Plaza, it was the morning rush hour.
Office workers on the street are shoulder to shoulder, rushing around, and rushing into one office building after another in a panic.
Ling Wei and Chen Yang stood at the edge of the subway station, standing still in the crowd.
"How do you feel when you look at them now?"
Ling Wei clasped her hands and pointed at the crowd in front of her with her chin.
Chen Yang frowned:
"I felt so disconnected from them, like I had just returned from ten years in the military."
"Besides, I feel very uncomfortable. I feel like every second I stand here is a waste of time. I want to go back and practice."
Ling Wei nodded: "Having this feeling proves that the turbid qi in the body has been basically cleared."
"Really?" Chen Yang was delighted.
"Yes." Ling Wei glanced at him. "You can just practice these basic skills every day on your own. I don't have to watch you practice these basic skills every day. Instead, I will formally teach you the basics of Chinese martial arts."
"good!"
"Don't get carried away. The next stage of cultivation is worldly cultivation. The tests you are about to face have just begun."
"Entering the world to practice, what does that mean?"
Ling Wei shook her head and looked towards the street: "I'll take you somewhere tomorrow, and you'll know what's going on."
"Also, before we officially begin the introductory Chinese martial arts course, I need to show you something just to be on the safe side."
After Ling Wei finished speaking, she took out a cell phone from her pocket.
That was Chen Yang's cell phone. It had been with Ling Wei for more than a month. Chen Yang was busy cleaning it all day and had no time to look at it.
"Take a look at this and tell me what you think." She handed him the phone.
"What?"
"Your wife Qin Lan's circle of friends for the past month."
Ling Wei's words made Chen Yang's head buzz.
The image of that vicious woman appeared in my mind again, and the nightmarish life in the past seemed to come back before my eyes.
Chen Yang has not contacted her in the past month.
But that doesn’t mean that Chen Yang has forgotten that he has a wife.
Also, he has a daughter who is being held hostage by his wife.
Frowning, Chen Yang took the phone and took a quick look at it.
In just one month, Qin Lan posted more than 300 messages on WeChat Moments.
As she read through these circle of friends one by one, all the stupid things she had done in the past month began to slowly emerge in front of Chen Yang...
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