my love

"You have to remember...you are powerful...although it is not very stable now, slow down your breathing with me now, imagine yourself as a fish, surrounded by the sea, nothing can hinder you...you are in this sea Roaming freely...you are powerful, have you seen it? The layers of white are wrapped around your body..." Ying Ziliang seduced softly.

Mingxi closed her eyes and seemed to have entered the world described by Ying Ziliang, she giggled, "It seems really comfortable... there is a white 'shell' that protects me...? "

Ying Ziliang smiled slightly. He stretched out his hand to caress Mingxi's forehead, and said warmly, "Did you feel my touch? Something touched your 'shell' lightly. It has no attack power. Your 'shell' is under attack. Take it in slowly...try now, widen your shell a bit more...let it touch more of the surrounding water flow, like...feel the flow direction? Accept them and let your 'shell' cover further... ..."

Mingxi tried to relax herself according to Ying Ziliang's instructions. Because of Ying Ziliang's touch, she unexpectedly relaxed, slowly, slowed down her breathing, and carefully felt, opened, and expanded her "shell" scope.

"Well... I did it!" Mingxi closed her eyes and smiled.

Ying Ziliang nodded approvingly, and continued: "Then think about your 'shell', make it harder...it will wrap you more thickly...you feel safe like never before, just like being in the arms of a mother , you want to fall asleep with peace of mind... come, sharpen your 'shell', like a treasure, polish it carefully..."

Mingxi hesitated for a moment, frowned slightly, and said, "Ziliang... I, I can't touch it?"

"Don't rush, take your time. Remember, it's your 'shell', it's yours, be patient, assuming the surrounding ocean is your nourishment, you can absorb it with impunity...you're enriching Let’s strengthen ourselves, and finally we have enough strength, let’s slowly grind this stubborn stone...to make the 'shell' harder..."

Mingxi's brows stretched slightly, then wrinkled again, and finally his mouth was tightly closed, "I, I can't..."

"..." Ying Ziliang didn't speak.

"I..." Mingxi was about to cry out in aggrieved, "I can't do it at all! It doesn't listen to me at all...!"

Ying Ziliang sighed softly, his tone was very gentle. "It doesn't matter...it's yours, relax...you can control it, let it wrap you around, polish it with your heart..."

"I……"

After a while, Mingxi's tightly knit eyebrows relaxed slightly, and a trace of joy leaked from the corner of her mouth, "I did it...!"

"Very good..." Ying Ziliang nodded, "Then continue, you have to keep training like this, this 'shell' is your spiritual power, it is the foundation, and only by using your own mental power well first can you guarantee it. Your own output and backup, the strong mental power can not only play the role of attack and protection, but sufficient mental power can make you more awake and have more stamina in a protracted battle. You should do this first... Ah Xi is actually not stupid It's just that there is something wrong with your ability! By the way, if you feel tired during training, please tell me."

"Uh-huh!"

Ying Zi patted her head with a sneer, then pointed to the outside of the training ground and said, "I'm right there, call me if you need anything."

In fact, Ying Ziliang is a little confused now. When he was teaching Mingxi, he suddenly thought of his brother who had been missing for several days.

I don't know if he is well now.

Although the Patriarch of the famous family promised to provide help as long as Mingxi passed the ability test, Ying Ziliang still felt that something was wrong, and it all came too hastily.

It was only a blink of an eye from when he first entered the imperial capital to when his younger brother disappeared. He just couldn't figure out what it meant that the person Lu Bo told him was waiting for them before leaving. If it was Ah Cheng who was taken away by that person, why... didn't they already Did you come to find him?If not, who has any reason to take away a family's worthless waste?Obviously, isn't his use value higher than Ah Cheng's?

Ying Ziliang couldn't figure it out. It's not that he wasn't in a hurry, but there was no way to be in a hurry. Instead of being like an ant on a hot pot, it's better to think of some practical ways to solve the problem.

Ah Cheng is so fragile...

Did Ying Ziliang close his eyes, feeling a little pain in his heart.

In fact, he also taught Ah Cheng how to use his mental power in this way before.At that time, Ah Cheng just stayed in the corner melancholy, listening to every word he said.

As if whatever he said, he would accept it all, but also as if no matter what he said he didn't listen.At that time, little Ah was riding in a wheelchair, his extremely white ankles were bare on the wheelchair's footsteps, and his long black hair was scattered on his shoulders and behind him. He just tilted his head like that, listening to Ying Ziliang spoke.

Only when Ying Ziliang asked, "...do you understand?"

As if suddenly awakened from a dream, he blinked his eyelashes like butterfly wings lightly, and said with a blank expression and a smile: "Understood."

But if Ying Ziliang asked again: "Can you try it?"

He didn't say a word again, but stared at Ying Ziliang with his extremely dark and deep eyes, but he couldn't pry a word out of his mouth anymore.

This is the original Ah Cheng, who doesn't say a word, even if it hurts, he won't say a word.

Later, Ying Ziliang gradually realized that it wasn't that Ah Cheng didn't want to talk, but he didn't think it was necessary to say it. Maybe he felt that Ying Ziliang could understand him enough?But Ying Ziliang could only smile wryly, he had never understood Ah Cheng.

"What are you looking at?"

"..."

"What's in your world?"

"..."

"It won't hurt again in the future, brother, will you be with you, Ah Cheng...?"

"it is good"

Ying Ziliang didn't know how many years had passed for the promise made at that time, and how many times he had fulfilled it.He knew that his second brother and sister hated Ah Cheng, and he had reprimanded them before, but how could some mild reprimands stop them?He didn't know how many times he saw his second brother mocking Ah Cheng. At that time, Ah Cheng's expression was like that, which was difficult for anyone to understand. He was just silent, but seemed to be excluded from the whole world.

He would rather Ah Cheng could cry bitterly once, he would rather Ah Cheng could have one... just like his second brother and sister, he threw himself into his arms and complained... He admitted that he was partial, because Ah Cheng was weak, he always But he couldn't help being more partial, more, the second brother and sister always saw him as serious, but he almost gave Ah Cheng the tenderness and love that the so-called elder brother can give.Maybe it was his excessive favoritism that caused Ah Cheng to be rejected too much?

If so, it's all his fault.

Ying Ziliang felt a little tired. He was just sleepy and opened his eyes to look at Mingxi who was working hard in the training ground. Under the scorching sun, the girl's blond hair was so eye-catching.

If Ah Cheng is darkness, Ah Xi is light.

If Acheng is a quiet and empty wilderness, then Axi is a rose dotted with morning dew.

If Ah Cheng is a pale and unreadable painting, Ah Xi is a transparent piece of paper.

He didn't want to talk to Axi at first, a wandering noble lady, rebellious enough to break free from the so-called prison and escape from the ivory tower, full of coquettishness, no matter what, she is not the object of his mind now.The secrets behind the family fire, strange people or things, Lu Bo's vague instructions, Ah Cheng's disappearance...all kinds of things shrouded him like a huge fog.

He was stuck in it, unable to break free.

Why is he suddenly a little sad?Ying Ziliang sighed softly, his eyes were still looking gently at the people in the middle of the training ground, and a pale double image of a person in a wheelchair seemed to appear in front of his eyes.In the end, I just smiled.

Maybe my brother misses it a bit.