Hercules x Sick Seedlings 【One Call me Yuan Ye! 】

Lin Wanwan knew that she was a girl.

But she prefers that she is a manly man, majestic, heroic, and a man who is terrifying at a glance.

With her hair tied up high, Lin Wanwan looked at herself in the bronze mirror and sighed, this face is very feminine, not tough at all.

Are those eyebrows too thin, why are those eyes hooked, those noses are so delicate, those mouths are so small... tsk tsk tsk, disgusting.

She never thought that she was a daughter.

Just when I was thinking about whether to make the eyebrows thicker, the door was slapped vigorously a few times from the outside, "Wanwan, how are you?"

Hearing the sound, Lin Wanwan got up angrily, ran over and opened the door, staring at Yuan Heng: "I said you can't call me Wanwan, you want to call me Yuanye!"

Yuan Heng was the most qualified boy in the martial arts hall. He was a year older than Lin Wanwan. He and Lin Wanwan grew up together, and they were like brothers and sisters.

Lin Wanwan disliked her name for being too gentle, so she just named herself Yuanye.

"You are Wanwan, I won't call you Yuanye." He hugged his chest and rolled his eyes, "If you want me to call you Yuanye, you have to hit me first."

Looking at Yuan Heng's proud face, Lin Wanwan kicked him: "Sooner or later I hit you, why did you call me?"

Yuan Heng dodged her kick and smiled, "The owner of the pavilion called you."

Lin Wanwan patted her forehead: "Could it be to check my schoolwork, I forgot to practice boxing too late last night!"

Yuan Heng gloatingly ran away to make a face at her: "It's over, it's over, Wanwan is over!"

"Smelly Yuanheng, call me Yuanye!"

"Lie Lie Lie, just don't call!"

...

Lin Wanwan has lived in Jiangnan with her grandfather since she was a child. She raised people here and raised her to be pink and jade-like. Anyone who saw her would praise her for her good looks.

But she was not satisfied. Chengri practiced boxing with the boys in the martial arts gym, and learned from her grandfather's northern accent. Not only that, she also liked to pretend to be a boy.

Not to mention, without looking at that face, Lin Wanwan would never lose to a man by dressing up as a man.

Even when it comes to learning accents, she can always make jokes, and she is half-baked, often mixing things up.

Although her grandfather Yuan Shan was a tough guy, the daughter he taught was a good lady, but the same way to her granddaughter Lin Wanwan didn't work.

Lin Wanwan couldn't calm down and came to study Nu Hong, not to mention piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. She was allowed to escape three times in five days after going to the academy. After arriving at the school, Yuan Shan compromised, but sometimes she would still raid and check her schoolwork.

The thought of not finishing her schoolwork last night made Lin Wanwan wilt her head. She walked slowly to the weapons room in the museum, and when she opened the door, she saw Yuan Shan touching a halberd.

Without deliberately suppressing her voice, Lin Wanwan's voice was crisp: "Grandfather."

Yuan Shan shook his head and turned to face Lin Wanwan: "When will you learn to knock on the door?" When he saw Lin Wanwan's attire, he frowned, "Why are you wearing this again?"

Lin Wanwan was not afraid of Yuan Shan, but she was afraid that he would punish her for doing her homework. She smiled ingratiatingly and approached Yuan Shan: "It's not because you are your grandfather, Wanwan knows how to measure."

"Oh, little girl movie."

Wonsan tapped her forehead to keep her away from him, then took the seat and asked her, "Have you done your homework?"

really! Lin Wanwan lowered her head and didn't dare to look at Yuanshan, how could she still have the grandeur of the past, and replied in a very low voice: "No..."

"I know."

Does this tone sound like you're going to be angry? !

Lin Wanwan raised her head boldly, but saw Yuan Shan looking at her with an inexplicable look.

That look, there is pity, there is distress, there is suffocation, there is... reluctance?

Even Lin Wanwan seemed to see flashing tears.

She was frightened, and stepped forward cautiously with a sad face: "Grandfather, you... what's the matter with you?"

Yuan Shan stretched out his hand and gently touched Lin Wanwan's head, her palm full of calluses, but Lin Wanwan felt softer than water at the moment.

He said, "Wanwan, do you blame your parents?"

Lin Wanwan was slightly startled. This question made her feel flustered for no reason. Her nose was slightly sore. She answered truthfully, "...I don't know."

She really doesn't know.

Lin Wanwan has always understood why she couldn't follow her parents since she was a child like other children.

She was abandoned—

Lin Wanwan has a compatriot sister named Lin Qingqing.

Lin Qingqing and her came to this world one after the other. She is a younger sister, but her body is much stronger than her elder sister. Unlike her health, Lin Qingqing was in danger of dying as soon as she was born.

Yuan Haitang, the mother of Lin Qingqing and Lin Wanwan, went to ask for the abbot of Quankong of Wulin Temple at that time. What Abbot Quankong said was to the effect that Lin Wanwan was too suffocating and suppressed Lin Qingqing's momentum. If the two did not separate, Lin Qingqing would only face death.

Sisters live together.

How ridiculous!

The final result was that Lin Wanwan was sent back to Jiangnan, Yuan Haitang's hometown, to be supported by Yuan Haitang's father Yuan Shan.

It should be sad to be abandoned, but Lin Wanwan is very fortunate to be able to come to Yuanshan, get to know Yuanheng, and get to know all the brothers in the martial arts gym.

What's more, her departure saved Lin Qingqing's life.

But the days are so long, and there are always a few moments when she will think of her relatives far away in the capital.

Therefore, Lin Wanwan didn't know if she blamed them.

Yuan Shan sighed: "They are going to take you back to the capital now, are you willing?"

The tears in Lin Wanwan's eyes instantly fell, and she refused hoarsely: "I don't want to leave my grandfather!"