The resentful best friend travels through daily life

"Qi Ji." Zhou Ning looked at Qi Ji, even though it was only for a few seconds, but...

"Were you thinking about killing me just now?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the sharpness in Qi Ji's eyes could no longer be concealed.

"Yes." Qi Ji said.

Zhou Ning asked: "Then what?"

Qi Ji laughed at himself and said, "I can't do it."

Bai Zhao was in a daze, his hair disheveled in the wind.

What are they talking about?

Isn't it just a piece of paper? Why is it killing people?

Zhou Ning looked into Qi Ji's eyes and continued to ask, "So what now?"

"Still the same." Qi Ji seemed to take off his disguise and said, "I was just weighing the pros and cons, and it seems that killing you is more beneficial to me. If it were in the past, I would have killed you without mercy. But now, maybe life in the village is too comfortable, I can't bring myself to kill you."

"Give me your hand." Zhou Ning said. Qi Ji didn't understand, but did it.

Zhou Ning took Qi Ji's pulse without paying any attention to the previous conversation, as if he was taking the pulse of an ordinary patient.

"How old were you when you started taking drugs?" Zhou Ning asked while taking your pulse.

Qi Ji replied: "I can't remember clearly, maybe three or four years old."

"Were you easily impulsive and irritable before? When you encountered something unpleasant, you thought of some extreme methods, such as killing me?"

"Yes." Qi Ji thought back to when he was seven or eight years old. He was indeed very impulsive and was notoriously bad at that time.

However, after a period of time, his grandmother took him to live with her, and his temper improved a lot.

It’s not that he is gentle by nature, but his grandmother taught him a lot at that time, including how to act gentle in front of others and how not to be regarded as a lunatic by others.

However, the Qi family soon took him away on the grounds that the eldest son of the Qi family could not live in his maternal home for long.

From then on, no matter how angry he was, he would suppress those thoughts that he could not show to others, and always appear to be a humble gentleman.

It was also for this reason that his stepmother felt that simply giving him medicine was not enough and that he had to be forced into a desperate situation.

Zhou Ning asked some other questions, and finally asked: "On a scale of one to ten, if your desire to kill someone was at level ten, then what is your desire to kill me?"

"Aning, you are my junior sister, I won't kill you." Qi Ji said calmly.

Just now he was thinking that he was indeed not a normal person. Zhou Ning was his savior and also his junior sister. A normal person would not be able to do that.

"It doesn't matter." Zhou Ning said, "Just pretend I haven't been here today. I've never heard you say anything. Have a good rest."

After saying that, Zhou Ning left, just as if he had returned to the Shen family after practicing martial arts as usual.

Qi Ji looked at Zhou Ning's receding back with lifeless eyes, and thought to himself: If I had really killed Zhou Ning just now, I would have been a real monster.

"A Zhao, are you afraid of me?" Qi Ji asked.

Bai Zhao crossed his arms and held his sword. He was really scared just now. He didn't expect that the young man who looked gentle and kind on weekdays would have such a murderous intention, and it was against his junior sister.

However, Bai Zhao looked at Qi Ji again, thinking about how he usually took care of himself and how much love he had for his two little sisters, and felt conflicted and tangled.

What kind of person is he?

He had only been arranged to be with the young master in the past two years, and he found that he really didn't understand him.

Finally, Bai Zhao squatted down and said, "If you are doing the right thing, I will follow you willingly. If you are not doing the right thing, I will obey the family's instructions and follow you. However, if the two junior sisters did not harm you, but you want to kill them, I am sorry that Bai Zhao cannot agree to it. After all, they are my saviors."

Qi Ji looked at Bai Zhao. That youthfulness was something he would never be able to achieve in his entire life.

"A Zhao, An Ning guessed half of my illness right. My illness did not make me lose control or reason. On the contrary, it made me extremely rational, blurred my emotions and morals, and made me only able to weigh the pros and cons. And what my grandmother asked me to do was just to make me better at disguising myself." Qi Ji stroked the teacup and narrated calmly.

When he pushed the young master of Sima Qian's family into the water when he was a child, it was not because of his temper, but because of his extreme selfishness. He wanted to destroy others even though he was not that good himself.

Bai Zhao frowned slightly and asked, "So, Master, you mean you have no feelings?"

Qi Ji chuckled, stood up, and said to Bai Zhao: "Yes, that's what I mean."

Qi Ji held the paper in his hand and asked himself: What kind of person am I?

The drugs and torture over the years have made him extremely emotionally indifferent, and all his feelings towards people are based on rationality.

But at the same time, he is also extremely sensitive and inferior.

It's such a contradiction that on the one hand, I don't give emotions to others, but on the other hand, I pray for love from the bottom of my heart.

Here, Zhou Ning was flipping through a medical book, recalling Qi Ji's reaction.

His situation was more complicated than he thought. It wasn't simply depression or addiction to "drugs", but the extreme torture of both, perhaps his mind was a little twisted.

Zhou Ning knew that this was beyond his ability, but maybe Youzi could do it.

Who knows?

Today Shen You and Qing Yi went to town and came back in the evening.

Zhou Ning told Shen You about Qi Ji's situation, but omitted the fact that Qi Ji had the intention of killing himself.

Shen You didn't take it too seriously. She smiled and said, "Actually, I've noticed that he handles emotions a little differently from others, but it's no big deal. Maybe it has something to do with the child's rebellious period?"

Zhou Ning lowered her eyes and took a sip of tea, then said, "Have you heard about what happened to Sister Sanhua today?"

"What's the matter? I just came back." Shen You said puzzledly.

"It should be that Wulai owed money, and the debt collector wanted money, so Wulai wanted to take Sanhua sister-in-law and several children to pay off the debt, but I stopped them and let them take Wulai away. Now Sanhua sister-in-law lives in the factory on the mountain with the children."

After Shen You finished listening, she took Zhou Ning for a look and asked, "Are you okay? Are you injured?"

"No, no." Zhou Ning smiled and turned around in front of Shen You.

Zhou Ning took out the silver bell on her head.

There was a mechanism on the silver bell. Zhou Ning fiddled with it for a few times and the bell turned into a small fruit knife.

"I haven't even used this." Zhou Ning said.

Shen You said speechlessly: "You can't even cut a watermelon with this knife, and you still expect it to be used for self-defense?"

As he said this, he was about to take it and take a closer look.

Zhou Ning's hand flashed and he said, "Don't touch it, it's poisonous."

Shen You retracted his hand and said, "That's more like it, but you really can't hurt anyone. Even if it's highly poisonous, it will take time for the poison to take effect. That time is enough for someone to deal with you."