The young man from Miaojiang who was the best at deceiving people was actually from Miaojiang...
again?
What's the meaning?
But I saw that the assistant had closed his eyes.
His face was pale, his lips were light-colored, and he lay quietly on a stretcher. The sunlight was so strong that it made his skin seem transparent, like a glass doll that would shatter at the touch.
I didn't ask any more questions, but reached out and clipped the tie clip on his collar.
…
The assistant can resist the attacker's possession.
This is the conclusion I came to when I thought back to kicking down the bathroom door.
The assistant is clearly self-aware.
Because, the Raiders will not injure the assistant's body.
Covered with wounds, the attacker may not even be able to get out of bed, let alone carry out the mission.
The assistant is an extremely calm person.
Although he cut a hole in himself and laughed like a madman when we met, based on my understanding of him, he did this to resist the invasion of the attackers.
The wounds, big and small, on his body before were probably the result of his resistance to possession.
Obviously, he succeeded.
No wonder he takes more and more leave.
As the one with the highest priority, he will face more and more attackers.
Why didn't he say it?
Many reasons flashed through my mind, but I'm not really a mind reader and I don't know what he's planning.
Many people are like a blank sheet of paper in front of me. I can easily guess what they are thinking, but my assistant is different.
He always wears a standardized smile, like a mask, blocking out all prying eyes.
interesting.
What’s even more interesting is that the assistant has reaction time when facing the attacker.
According to the eldest brother, his body and sixth sense had no warning before the attacker took over his body.
One second you were pulling celery in the field, and the next second you found yourself in a research institute. The memories in between were embarrassing and vague, making people not want to recall them a second time.
No warning means no response.
But assistants can.
He could confront the attackers and force them to retreat successfully.
According to the information provided by previous attackers, some attackers need to pay to enter this world, and the fee is extremely high. Many people have exhausted their savings and can only buy a limited-time ticket.
If these people choose assistants, their savings will be wasted and they may not have the chance to do it again.
…
Although the assistant had many injuries, they were not serious. The main problem was blood loss.
I went to take a look when he was transferred into the ward.
He was lying in bed, dressed in hospital gown, looking lifeless.
Oh.
Should I praise him for being very measured in his attack and not hurting anyone?
I value him so much, but he never told the company about the problems he encountered and insisted on solving them on his own. Now, his vacation time must be at least one month.
Looking at his face, I sneered, took off the tie clip that had been transferred from the shirt to the hospital gown, and clipped it on the strands of hair on his forehead.
Like a small hairpin.
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Summer vacation is over and my nephew is going back to school.
My nephew became his aloof Buddhist self again. To show his determination, he even shaved his head and submitted an application for a double degree to the school.
The eldest brother wanted to stop him, but then he remembered the scene recorded by the family camera.
...The eldest brother suddenly felt that if the child wanted to leave this family, he could leave. After going through such a shameful thing, he was already very strong just wanting to leave home.
The eldest sister-in-law did take some care of it - mainly by not letting her nephew get the ordination scar.
I visited my nephew's university and found that he became more popular after he shaved his head.
Others get a neat hairstyle when they have their hair cut, but my nephew gets a shiny head when he has his head cut. I don't know which master shaved his head so smoothly, like a shining light bulb in the autumn sun, and anyone who sees it will take a second look.
If you look at him for a few more seconds and see your nephew's face, you won't be able to run away.
After all, he is my nephew. Even if he shaves his hair, it does not affect his appearance at all. Instead, it highlights his angular features.
Coupled with the nephew's cold expression and the Buddhist beads in his hand, the discussion about him in the school forum soared.
I have seen no less than one fanfiction so far.
Among them, "The Cold and Aloof Monk Is My Classmate?!" topped the list with its plot twists that mixed vest jokes, fantasy jokes, and campus jokes, as well as the taboo of falling in love with a monk.
Not to mention, the writing is pretty good.
If the protagonist wasn't my nephew, I would have wanted to buy the copyright.
By the way, ever since my nephew shaved his head, the key words in fan fiction have changed from "son of Buddha" to "eminent monk".
It seems that in the eyes of the little students, those with hair are Buddhists, and those without hair are monks.
Generally speaking, my nephew's mental state is okay, but his eyes look a bit ethereal, as if he is about to ascend to heaven at any time, and his face is full of detachment from the world.
But when I went home on the weekend, my nephew was visibly excited.
According to him, he made a new friend.
My nephew has many friends, and this new friend was mentioned several times by him, so it seems that they have a very good relationship.
That day, my eldest brother harvested the rapeseed grown in the greenhouse and asked me to go for dinner.
Rapeseed seeds are also produced by the institute.
After a year of hard work, the seeds in my brother's hands finally achieved the gratifying result of increasing the yield from three seeds per mu to three kilograms per mu, which is cause for celebration.
Rapeseed seeds were launched on the market, and after being put into large-scale production, rapeseed production increased significantly.
After that, my eldest brother worked in the research institute and was nicknamed the yield per mu testing machine.
The same seeds will have different yields when placed in different environments.
Therefore, during testing, the control of factors such as air, soil, temperature, and moisture is quite strict.
But it’s not that troublesome with my brother.
As long as the eldest brother can't grow it, it will be unqualified.
After all, under the big brother, any environmental advantages would be wiped out.
Today, the rapeseed is harvested. In order to share the joy of the harvest, my eldest brother prepared a rapeseed feast and asked me to join him.
Halfway through the journey, I was dazzled by a white light. When I looked closely, I saw a bald head emerging from the crowd.
The eldest nephew stood opposite a young man, holding Buddhist beads.
The distance was quite far, and the light from my nephew's head was too bright, so I couldn't see the person in front of him clearly.
I asked the driver to drive by, and then I heard my nephew apologize to the boy, "I have something urgent to do today, so I can't read with you."
The young man spoke, his voice as clear as mountain spring water, with a strange rhythm, "What's the matter?"
Nephew, "My uncle is coming to my house for dinner. Let's study Buddhist scriptures together tomorrow."
The car stopped behind my nephew, and they both looked over at me. Only then could I see the boy's appearance clearly.
He was wearing a set of jingling silver ornaments, a headband on his forehead, his long hair was tied up high, and on his left hand he wore a silver bracelet with a bell on it.
It turned out to be a young man from Miaojiang.
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