Chapter 10

Lin Jinse worked hard for several hours to deal with Jian Yi's affairs. After dinner, she took a bath and couldn't wait for Zhang Qianhua to come back. She went to bed early and was ready to rest.

She first called Aunt Deng Qiu and asked about her grandfather's situation in the past two days. She was relieved when she heard that everything was fine. The two of them chatted for a while before hanging up the phone.

Just put down the phone, WeChat rang again.

It was a WeChat video call from my friend Dong Lisha, and Lin Jinse answered it.

"Thurse, what are you doing?" Dong Lisha's delicate and bright face appeared in the video.

On the day when the news of her parents' death came, Lin Jinse told Dong Lisha.

Dong Lisha quietly flew back from France for more than ten hours without telling her, and suddenly appeared in front of her, giving her great comfort and help during those difficult days.

But Song Qiaoyan, who kept promising her that he would come back, was nowhere to be seen. Therefore, at critical moments, friends are much more reliable than men.

Lin Jinse held the mobile phone in one hand and thumped her shoulder with the other: "I'm going to bed, I'm exhausted today."

Dong Lisha: "What's the matter? Didn't my aunt let you go to recuperate? Did she let you work?"

"No..." Lin Jinse shared everything about Jian Yishi with her friends in detail, "The main reason is that I am tired, my brother is too difficult to deal with."

"Jane Yishi? This name is so rare. Could it be the noble master of the flower sword from Beiling?" Dong Lisha blinked her eyes with excitement.

Lin Jinse couldn't help but twitched her lips: "Is the flower sword your son? It's quite suitable for him."

"It's really him? Why didn't you say it earlier." Dong Lisha yelled, she was walking outside and chatting with Lin Jinse at this time, this yelling attracted the attention of many passers-by, but she didn't care.

Dong Lisha also learned fencing for a period of time when she was a child, and has always been interested in fencing. Lin Jinse is not surprised that she will meet Jian Yi, but she did not expect her reaction to be so strong.

Lin Jinse is innocent: "I only heard about it from you. I have only known him for a few days, and I have only known him as a fencer for a few days."

"He is not simple. He became a monk halfway. He only started to learn fencing at the age of 12. He won the first prize in the Beiling City Fencing Championship at the age of 16. I was at the scene when he won the first prize. It was an exciting..." Dong Lisha talked about Jianyi with joy.During the "Fight to Fame" competition, "You can look it up on the Internet, no one believes that this kid who has only practiced sword for 4 years can defeat his opponent Li Xiao who has been practicing sword since he was 5 years old, no one is optimistic about him, but he did it, just like juggling, defeating his opponent, and becoming a sharp sword born out of nowhere..."

"Sounds really powerful." Lin Jinse commented.

Dong Lisha snorted unhappily, "What does it sound like? It's really amazing, okay?"

"Yes, yes, what you said is true." Lin Jinse echoed her with a smile.

"Besides, our little Mr. Jian was already tall and handsome when he was 16 years old. His waist and legs are simply amazing. Now he is almost 18 years old. He must be taller, more handsome and even more amazing!" Dong Lisha is still aSevere facial control patients, in addition to superb swordsmanship, appearance definitely plays a big role in being able to catch her eyes when she is simple.

Lin Jinse couldn't stand her salivating look, and spat: "She's two years younger than us, and she's not even an adult yet, can you restrain yourself."

"Everyone has a love of beauty. What's wrong with my brother? He will grow up to be a husband one day. You, don't hang yourself at your elder brother Qiao Yan. He is no better than Song Qiaoyan.Don’t you understand, it’s a waste.” Dong Lisha didn’t take it seriously, she usually likes to chase stars, and occasionally uses the term “fan circle”.

In her heart, Lin Jinse regarded Jian Yishi as Jinnian, her younger brother. When she heard her say that, she blushed and scolded: "You are talking nonsense, I don't care about you."

Dong Lisha knew that Lin Jinse was thin-skinned, so she hurriedly said, "Don't, don't, okay, I know you are loyal to your elder brother Qiao Yan, then if you don't go up, I will go up."

Lin Jinse: "..."

Dong Lisha suddenly acted coquettishly and coquettishly: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Lin Jinse knew that she must have no good intentions, and sure enough, she said: "I want to see what the young master of the Foil Sword looks like, can you help me take some photos and videos of him, so that I can warm and comfort me countless times overseas.a lonely night."

Lin Jinse: "..."

"Miss Dong, it's not that I don't want to help you, it's that I don't have a good relationship with him, so I can't help you!"

"Bad relationship? How is it possible, my family's favorite fairy Se, no man can refuse you, unless he is not a man!"

"It's true..." Lin Jinse then told her the complicated and bloody story of Jian Yishi's father and son and Zhang Qianhua.

"Then you just take a sneak shot, it's okay, I can bear the blurry pixels, you ball, Sese..."

Lin Jinse was not very good at rejecting people, and couldn't bear Dong Lisha's stubbornness, so she had to agree.

Lin Jinse hung up the video call, lay on the bed stretched out, and sighed deeply.

In the next week or two, Lin Jinse didn't have a chance to see Jian Yishi.

He went out early and returned late every day, as if deliberately avoiding Lin Jinse; even if he occasionally met face to face, he was indifferent, when Lin Jinse wanted to greet him, he didn't even look at her, she had no choice but to say helloThe greeting from the side was swallowed back.

Lin Jinse originally thought that the relationship between the two should ease after what happened that day, but it seems that she was overthinking.

Dong Lisha was still urging her to die, asking her for photos on WeChat every day.

In a blink of an eye, it has been almost a month since Lin Jinse came to my aunt's house, she gradually got used to it, she didn't care about the bed so much, and her insomnia at night also improved, but she still had nightmares every night.

After waking up, she couldn't help crying, always crying and falling asleep again.

In the early morning of this day, the morning light was faint, and a faint light shone through the gauze curtain, but the birds were already chirping excitedly outside the window.

Lin Jinse slowly opened her eyes and woke up.

It's rare that she didn't have a dream last night and slept well, so she woke up early.

Hearing the chirping of the birds outside the window, she suddenly became interested and wanted to get out of bed and take a walk in the yard this morning.

Soon, Lin Jinse got up and washed up. She opened the floor-to-ceiling windows, walked to the balcony, and looked into the distance.

The sky is about to get dark, the sky is gray blue, and a round of moon is still hanging high in the sky, which has the meaning of a cold moon that is boundless.

The meadows, the trees, the houses were all shrouded in a mist, so hazy that you couldn't see them clearly, and the air was cold before dawn, but it was very fresh.

Vaguely seeing a figure moving on the grass, Lin Jinse went back to the house, took out the glasses and put them on, stared intently for a while, making sure that the moving figure was Jian Yishi.

He seemed to be doing some training, running back and forth on the grass.

Lin Jinse couldn't help worrying, was his ankle healed, just doing such strenuous exercise.

She took clothes from the closet and changed, and hurried out of the room.

When she got outside, she looked in the direction where Jian Yishi was exercising just now, but he was nowhere to be seen.

Did he go back?If we should meet each other when we go back to the house, then he might have gone to his private fencing training hall.

Lin Jinse walked towards the training hall.

Cross the lawn on the right, turn a corner, and walk straight for dozens of meters. Under a huge camphor tree, there is the training hall.

The door of the training hall was closed, and Lin Jinse walked to the window unknowingly. The window was a bit high, and she still couldn't reach it with her tiptoes. She jumped up again, but she still couldn't see clearly what was going on inside.

The wall under the window protruded slightly by a centimeter or two. Lin Jinse turned her head and looked around. The fog was thick, it was quiet, and there was no one there.

Driven by curiosity, Lin Jinse's head became hot for a while, without worrying about her image, she grabbed the edge of the window with both hands, stepped on the raised wall with both feet, and made an O shape to get close to the wall so that she would not fall.

Through the clear glass, Lin Jinse could see the situation inside clearly. There are actually two floors inside. No wonder the house is so high. The first floor is a place for fencing training, and the second floor is similar to a gym. There are all kinds of exercise equipment.

Lin Jinse's eyes fell to the first floor, which is very open and spacious, neat and clean, with an appearance of three to four hundred square meters, with five fencing paths shining with golden light, and there are areas on the left and right where professional equipment such as helmets, swords, and electronic referees are placed, There is also an area for rest, and some green plants are placed on the table in the rest area.

I heard from my aunt that this training hall was designed and built by Jian Yishi's mother herself.

After Jian Yishi's parents divorced, Jian Lanyi once wanted to demolish the training hall, but was opposed by Jian Yishi, that is, when his parents divorced, he only started to learn fencing.

Lin Jinse looked left and right, and didn't see Jian Yishi inside. She was a little disappointed, and was about to get down, but her fingers felt sore, and she accidentally relaxed, and her body fell backwards uncontrollably.

She panicked, secretly thought something was wrong, she was about to fall.

But the expected embarrassment did not happen, she fell into a hot embrace, raised her head in a panic, and met a pair of eyes as cold as clear frost.