The story of raising a baby in the Yellow Chicken Villa of Sword Three

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The wind was strong and the night was deep.The candles in the ancestral hall wobbled in the wind, illuminating only a pitiful little area.

Ye Ying knelt on the ground, staring at the bluestone bricks in front of him, without moving.

The wind was very cold, and he had lost feeling in his legs, but he still didn't move.Father is very angry today, angry at his dullness, angry at his rotten wood that cannot be carved.

His stomach was empty, his body felt cold for a while, and his body shivered a little.

However, he was used to it.

Father was too disappointed in him, he beat and scolded him.He is used to admitting silently, being punished to kneel and starve silently.

Kneeling as punishment...you will always get used to it.

You will always get used to being hungry.

I just hope that my second brother doesn't come over, otherwise if my father bumps into me, even my second brother will be punished.

The candlelight was dizzy, and some couldn't kneel.

Ye Ying's mind also became dizzy, and his body swayed. He gritted his teeth and knelt down again.

"Da Lang...Da Lang..." Suddenly I heard someone shouting in my ear, Da Lang, who is Da Lang?Why are you so anxious, so concerned, so caring.

He slowly raised his head and looked in front of him, there was a man in white clothes and white hair standing in front of him, with a smile on his face, his eyes were full of doting and love, and he was full of love, love for him.Even in his father's eyes, he had never seen such distress.Heartache from the bottom of my heart.

When he looked at this look, he felt warm in his heart, and his eyes were a little sour.

who is he?Why do you resemble your father?

Also, why does he look hazy?It looks so ethereal, so it doesn't seem like a mortal has not been contaminated with any fireworks?A very good-looking person, as clean and comfortable as if he just stepped out of a painting.

No matter how silent and sensible he was, he was still a child, Ye Ying pursed her lips tightly and did not speak.Faced with such a strange situation, he should have hurriedly tried to find a way to leave, but facing this man, he... had a strange hesitation.Some want to get close, some can't raise guard, some feel a little familiar, but he doesn't understand these things, and he doesn't understand why he would be so unguarded to a stranger.

"Da Lang, it's okay, it's okay." The man knelt down and hugged Ye Ying. "It's okay, stop kneeling and take a good rest. I know you are very obedient, obedient and sensible."

Although it was a hug, Ye Ying didn't feel the same way as usual.Instead, he seemed to be gently embraced by a gust of wind with a faint fragrance of green grass, gently and warmly, just like the spring wind blowing by, unable to hold back any substance, unable to see any Physical, but can feel the softness of the wind, the gentleness of the wind.

"Don't kneel, don't kneel. You're fine." The man's voice was so gentle, and every word entered his heart.

Ye Ying, who was a little slow to react, stretched out her hand slowly at this time, hesitating.

Shrunk again...

He didn't know this person, but judging from his appearance, could he be a relative of his father?Are they also his relatives?That's why he cares about him so much?

Ye Ying shrank her hand again.

"Is it cold?" Hearing the man's concerned question, Ye Ying shook her head and said in a low voice, "No, it's not cold."

"You get up first and find a place to sit. Tomorrow you... Dad won't come over, don't worry. Someone will let you out early tomorrow morning. You don't have to kneel." The man looked around. There's no place to rest. Piggy...no..."

The man smiled.

Ye Ying asked in a low voice, "You...who are you? What, how did you come in? Dad...does dad know?"

The man's hand gently stroked his hair, gently, like the wind and the air.

"I... you will naturally know me in the future. Now is not the time, your father... he doesn't know me, but don't worry. I'm not a bad person, and I won't have any bad intentions towards you or Hidden Sword Villa." The man said softly, "Don't mention me to your father, he... hey."

I don't know what the man is sighing, and I don't know who he is.But Ye Ying felt at ease in her heart, no matter what the man said, she couldn't raise her guard, she just wanted to listen, just listen.I think what he said was right.

"Don't kneel, find a place to lean on first." The man looked a little troubled. "It's a pity that I can't help you too much. How about I talk to you and coax you to sleep?"

Ye Ying raised her head, then lowered it quickly.

"What's the matter, what do you want to ask?" The man seemed to know what he was thinking, and asked patiently and gently, "What can't you figure out?"

"You... are you a fairy?" Whether it was hugging or stroking the top of the head, it didn't look like a human being.And that vaguely haloed appearance could not be a person.

"Fairy?" The man laughed, "You piggy is really crazy, how could you be a fairy?...It's almost the same."

"Don't ask any more questions, I won't hurt you."

Ye Ying nodded, he knew he was a little reckless.As long as this man doesn't have bad intentions towards him, it's fine. It's the first time he's met someone who is so gentle, with such caring eyes, who completely cares about him.

There will be no bad intentions, so I said in my heart.

He pursed his lips.

"It's easy to blow wind here, you will be cold, and you will be sick if you are sick. You are still a child and you have to take care of your body. Your father will not come over tomorrow, so you don't have to kneel."

"Why, why didn't dad come over?" Ye Ying couldn't help asking again.

"He...is not feeling well today, he probably caught a cold." The man replied lightly, "He has no time to punish you for now. Hey, why are you so thin."

His voice was full of distress and discomfort, "Why don't you eat well? Obviously..."

"Forget it..." The man shook his head, "Go to the side."

Ye Ying reached out to grab the man's hand secretly, but found that he couldn't hold it at all.The faint haze was not his illusion, his hand could only touch some kind of wind, some kind of thick air, but he couldn't grasp the man's hand.Ye Ying pursed her lips tightly and said nothing.

Even by the man's side, I don't feel hungry in my belly.

It must be a fairy.

"Here, you lean against me." The man took Ye Ying to a place sheltered from the wind. "Come, sleep."

"I'll tell you a story."

Ye Ying glanced at the man again, he was really good looking.

"What are you talking about, what do you like to hear? How about this, let's tell a story about a monkey monk going to learn scriptures. A long, long time ago..." The man's voice said, there is a very powerful monkey in the story , he made a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace, he called himself Monkey King...

Ye Ying listened fascinatedly, and listened.He had never heard such a wonderful story, and no one would sit by his side at night, hug him, and tell him stories.

So gently, so gentle, with a voice like water, with a shallow smile, and with incomparable patience, he was telling stories to him.

This is a dream, it must be an extremely beautiful dream.Just wait until he wakes up, will this man leave?Will we never see each other again?

Ye Ying stretched out her hand...but he couldn't grab it.

He tried to open his eyes wide, looked at the man, and tried to stay awake.I just hope that this beautiful dream can continue, continue, let him wake up later, later.

Because only in his dream would he meet such a person who cared about him wholeheartedly, such a good-looking fairy with a halo all over his body, and only in his dream would a fairy say that he was very good Very sensible, saying that he is very capable, knowing that he actually knows a lot, knowing his silence, and understanding what he has not said.

This is only in dreams, only in dreams.

I only hope that this dream can be longer and longer.

He couldn't say coquettish words, he couldn't ask the gods to stay a little longer.

I could only take a sneak peek, and then another.

The man stroked his head lightly, with a smile on his lips and a gentle voice, such a clean and pleasant voice.No matter how hard he tried to continue listening to the story, no matter how hard he tried to keep awake in his dream, surrounded by the sound and gently comforted, he closed his eyes in a daze and fell asleep peacefully .

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Sure enough...it was just a dream, a sweet dream.

After waking up, there was no one around him, although he didn't kneel until he finally fainted as usual, but... still there was no one.

Ye Ying climbed up to the entrance of the ancestral hall, and pushed the door slightly.It's still locked.

Only father has the key, and the chain is not open, so who can come in?It must be a dream, in the dream he saw a beautiful and beautiful fairy in white clothes.The voice of the gods is so pleasant, and every sentence can penetrate into the heart.

In fact, at this time, he should continue to kneel, otherwise if his father sees him standing up casually, the punishment will be increased.However, Ye Ying stood expressionless, and the fairy in the dream said that he didn't need to kneel again.

He wanted to be a little willful, he wanted to believe what the gods said.

A thin light squeezed in through the crack of the door, and he could actually see who was coming through the gap.But Ye Ying didn't, he just returned to the wall and continued to lean.

Soon, the door opened, and the housekeeper walked in, "Master."

Ye Ying stood up without speaking.

"The proprietor suddenly caught a cold yesterday. He invited the doctor to drink medicine and is resting. The young master should come out first." The housekeeper respectfully said, "The madam is also thinking about the situation of the young master, so I asked someone to cook porridge."

"Yes." Ye Ying nodded and walked out of the ancestral hall.As he crossed the threshold he looked back again.

Desolate and lonely, without a trace of popularity, without a trace of white clothes.

Ye Ying felt a little bit lost and a little sad, but he didn't distinguish his emotions, and just left as usual.

It's just a fairy, it's just a dream.

And even if it is true, it is impossible for immortals to appear in front of him from time to time.

The gods have said that he is very obedient, sensible and powerful.Naturally, he can't disappoint the gods. If so, he will practice martial arts hard and work hard in all kinds of studies.When the gods appear again, they should be happy for him.

Immortals cannot be disappointed.

Ye Ying stretched out her hand gently, feeling the wind blowing by.

Not the same, totally different.

In this dream, the good-looking man in white clothes and white hair was carefully hidden in Ye Ying's heart and never revealed it to anyone.This is his secret, only his secret.In fact, he knew that no one would believe him if he said it, and his father would definitely get angrier when he heard it, thinking that he was imagining nothing, and would punish him to kneel for a few days.

Mother's health is not very good, and there are several younger brothers to take care of.He's grown up too, so naturally he can't trouble his mother.

It's just that story, the monkey story, which he recalled in his mind over and over again, and at the same time he kept recalling the appearance of the man in white.

"You... how are you worthy of being my son?" Seeing his clumsy son who couldn't do a single move, Ye Mengqiu was furious.Why is his eldest son so dull?He didn't inherit any of his advantages at all, wouldn't he be laughed at if he went out like this?He is old, but his two sons are not up to date.If this continues, who will inherit the Hidden Sword Villa?

Who will inherit his martial arts?Who will carry forward the hidden sword villa?

A blunt and useless person who can't speak.One is that he has no talent for martial arts, no matter how he learns.

Ye Mengqiu was furious, "Kneel down today, and get the hell out of the sword mound tomorrow. Don't appear in front of me."

Ye Ying lowered her head, "Yes, Dad."

"Kneel down, wait until I'm gone before you go to the sword mound, I'll get angry when I see you."

Ye Ying knelt down directly, without saying any excuses.He lowered his head and didn't stand up until his father's figure disappeared.Patting the dust off his body, he didn't say much.

He went straight back to his yard, took some clothes and prepared to go to Jianzhong.

"Brother, why are you going to Jianzhong? I'll go and persuade my father..." Ye Hui ran in anxiously, "There are no people there, so don't go, brother. Why don't you go and give in to your father, Say a few good words, and Dad will calm down."

Ye Ying shook her head, "I'm going to Jianzhong."

"Brother! Don't be like this. Dad was just angry for a while." Ye Hui jumped anxiously, "What's so good there? I...I'll go and talk to Dad."

"No need, dad will be even angrier if you go." Ye Ying replied calmly and briefly, "I'll go, it's very good there."

"Hey." Ye Hui knew that no one could refute his father's decision, not even his mother could speak in front of his father.He knew that it was useless for him to go to find his father, but seeing his eldest brother go to Jianzhong by himself, he really couldn't do it.

"It's okay." There, he can study martial arts better and study swordsmanship better.It's... better.

Jianzhong is very deserted, there is no one at all.

In the stillness of the night, Ye Ying walked out of the house, looked at the desolate scenery, and slightly pursed her lips.At this time, a soft sigh came from his ear.

"Who?" Ye Ying turned around alertly, behind him stood a man with white hair and white clothes.Let people be so clean from dust, so that the body is shrouded in a faint light.

"It's you?" Ye Ying was extremely excited, but he didn't know how to express "You, how did you come here?"

"Are you here alone?" The man didn't answer, but looked around, "Here, I really wronged you. Obviously..."

"It's okay..." Although he didn't defend himself in front of his father, and he was calm in front of his second brother, but when facing this man in white who had only met once, he felt a little wronged and wanted to explain, and he didn't want him to think that he had done something wrong. Something went wrong.

"I... I didn't cause trouble, I just." Before he finished speaking, he saw the man's hand stroking his hair.

"I know, I know you've been fine. You're right." The gentleness is like the warmest wind in spring, like the gentleness of flowers falling all over the sky. "It's a bit deserted here."

Ye Ying didn't speak, just lowered her head and stroked the sword in her hand.He glanced at the man, his feet were as close to the ground as ever, and his figure was still hazy and bright.Not a mortal.

"Did I disturb you?"

"No." Ye Ying thought for a while, "Who the hell are you? Why can you go to Jianzhong?"

"Me?" The man smiled faintly, "In the future, you will naturally know. Now is not the right time, so I come here whenever I want, and I want to see you. Hey, I really didn't expect..."

"If you don't think I'm noisy, how about I accompany you? Are you bored and I talk to you?" The man smiled at the corner of his mouth, his eyebrows were really picturesque and very good-looking.His eyes were full of love, tenderness, and pampering, and Ye Ying lowered her head again.He suddenly had another illusion that the person standing in front of the illusion was his father.

How can it be?

"Is your surname Ye?"

"Yes, my surname is Ye."

The whole time was silent, Ye Ying didn't know how to communicate with the man.On the contrary, the man found a rock and sat down at ease, "It's getting late, you should rest first. Haste makes waste, why not go with the flow when sailing against the current. You should understand these principles. Sometimes it is better to accumulate slowly than overnight good."

"Rest when it's time to rest, practice martial arts when it's time to practice. Don't force yourself." The man's words fell into Ye Ying's ears.Dad never told him this truth.

Afterwards, the man would appear once every three to five days, usually for about half an hour, and would tell him interesting things about the scenery outside.Knowing how to make fun of him made Ye Ying blush.

The man's casual instruction proves that the man has a deep understanding of Tibetan sword martial arts, and the instruction to him made Ye Ying even more surprised at his understanding of him.

With his appearance, life in Jianzhong is more comfortable and comfortable than in the villa, and Ye Ying will unconsciously show a faint smile on her face.

Even if he held the sword and didn't make a move, the man wouldn't say anything, instead he only encouraged and cared.Always caring for him so much, looking at him with such kindness and distress.It made him feel a lot of care, made him feel that he was loved and cared about, and made him feel what family love is.

No matter when, the man is always white-clothed and white-haired, always floating so vainly, always with such an unchanged appearance, just like the person in the painting.

Knowing the difference between men, and being sure that men are not... people, Ye Ying dare not ask and know more, for fear that one day the man will suddenly disappear and never be seen again.

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"Where did you go?" The man didn't show up until ten days later, Ye Ying felt a little anxious and worried.

He is not human, and he clearly knows that he is not human.

He was afraid that some nosy guy would hurt him.

"Me?" The man frowned suspiciously, "I haven't been anywhere."

"Then why did it take so long?"

The man rubbed his temples as usual, and the faint halo on his body illuminated the darkness around him. "I can't control it. I don't know when I will come or when I will leave."

"You, will you go?" Ye Ying was very nervous in her heart but didn't show anything on her face.

"I..." The man was about to say something, but he seemed to see Ye Ying's nervousness. He smiled lightly and comforted him, "Of course I won't leave, I will stay with you."

Ye Ying didn't ask any further, whether he was coaxing him or not, he took it as real.If the man said he would stay with him, he would naturally, he believed him.

Again and again, day after day.

The man will always appear, always with a warm smile that makes his heart feel as if soaked in warm water, always pointing him so meticulously and patiently, sometimes seeing him sleepy and tired, the man will let him rest.

"Don't be too tired, you are still young. Don't worry, take your time." The man's words seemed to have magical powers, which could always comfort him and calm him down.

There is no wind here, and there are all kinds of swords around.

"Speaking of swords, there are actually many styles of swords." The man said as if chatting, "In the past, swords were made of bronze, but overseas and western countries are thin swords..."

Men know a lot of things, and some common sense, some allusions, some poems and songs. Men will also carefully teach him while joking and chatting, and hold his hand to let him practice calligraphy and let him write articles.Although his hands are weak, although he can feel the warm wind and gentle water, Ye Ying still likes it very much, very much.

Jianzhong doesn't have a special teacher to teach, if he lives here alone, he probably won't be able to learn many things, there will be omissions in many aspects, and there will be great deficiencies in dealing with people and things in the ordinary world.

Because, no one came to point him out, no one contacted him.

Over time, talking can be a problem.

There is always something missing from living in solitude.

But because of having the man in white, he didn't miss any homework.

The man's teaching is not the kind of sitting upright and reading over and over again, he can pick up everything and know everything.Even the legendary Penglai, the wild place in the far west, knows it clearly.

"Speaking of which, in the far south, across the river and across the sea, there is a large piece of land. The animals there look very strange, with pockets on their chests... There are also small animals that sleep for a long time a day. Speaking of which, There are pandas in Sichuan, and they are so naive." The man made a sketch casually.

"The food over there is spicy, and people here are generally not used to it. Everywhere has its own scenery, and every place has its own characteristics. Just like people, everyone has their own talents. and strengths, don’t belittle yourself.”

"You can see that flowers bloom and fall in a regular way. Speaking of flowers, the lotus is blooming now, and the lotus also has a bowl of lotus..."

He knows everything, knows everything.

He is so powerful, but also so gentle and gentle, even if the tree is full of flowers on a spring night.

If there is any doubt or embarrassment, it goes without saying that the man can see it and understand it.

Never blame him, always with a smile, like the sun, the sun in winter, warm and harmonious unconsciously makes people addicted.

"If you can, ask the servants to send some books and ink." The man looked at his handwriting, "I still need to practice."

Ye Ying lowered her head, her face was a little red.

"Actually, you are already very strong, but you still need to practice. You write very well, but you can write better." There is a gentle smile in the man's eyes, "You are much better than me back then."

"You...Is your handwriting not good?" But it is clear that his handwriting is very beautiful and elegant, just like the man himself.

"Well, the handwriting I wrote at your age is so ugly. I also practiced it slowly later. Your foundation is better than mine, and you can write better."

Ye Ying didn't speak, he will definitely practice hard.Although he loves martial arts, he will firmly remember what the man taught him, and will not let him down.

When the man left, he practiced desperately, whether it was martial arts or others.I just want to be happy when the man appears on the [-]th and [-]th, and to be satisfied with his progress.As long as the man smiled lightly and nodded slightly.

All the suffering is worth it.

What's more, he didn't feel pain at all.

Ye Ying felt very lucky, if he didn't come to Jianzhong, how could he be accompanied by a man, how could he have such a teacher and friend who cared more about him than his father?

For him, the days of Jianzhong were his happiest times.

But on this day, the servants came and said that the owner asked him to go back tomorrow.Ye Ying nodded, it was impossible for him to resist when his father told him to go back.

It's just that the sun was rising and setting, and the moon was in the middle of the sky, but the man did not appear.

The whole night, Ye Ying sat on the stone outside the house with her knees in her arms and waited for the whole night. When the dew wet her clothes, the man still didn't show up.

Has never appeared.

Back at the villa, he held the sword and watched the flowers blooming slowly.

Flowers bloom and fall, tides ebb and flow, these are the laws of things.

He met Aunt Gongsun, and because of what Aunt Gongsun said made his father very happy and proud.

Ye Mengqiu knew that his elder son was successful in swordsmanship and his talent was higher than him, so his proud beard straightened.He patted Ye Ying on the shoulder, "You are my son after all, practice martial arts well and carry forward Tibetan sword martial arts. In this way, I can rest assured that the villa will be handed over to you. Hahaha, I, Ye Mengqiu, still have someone to inherit the mantle, someone You can take over my Hidden Sword Villa."

"Ying'er, Dad is very happy." Ye Mengqiu narrowed his eyes with a smile, "You don't have to go to Jianzhong from now on. I'll let someone take care of your yard. You will be the one who inherits the villa, so the place to live is natural. To be different from others."

"There are still some clothes in Jianzhong..." Ye Ying reluctantly said, he was always silent in front of his father.I haven't seen him a few times in the past few years, and I can't communicate with my father smoothly.

If he hadn't thought of the man, he would have nodded silently and agreed.

"Those are no longer used, they are all old things, just throw them away." Ye Mengqiu made a direct decision.

"I... I'll go check it out and clean it up."

Because he was happy, and because his son was very talented, Ye Mengqiu was very easy to talk this time, and he directly agreed to his son's request, but he still added a sentence, "Just go and get the things, and practice martial arts in the future and don't go to Jianzhong again. If there is If you have any questions, just ask me directly.”

"Yes."

Ye Ying still returned to Jianzhong alone, still in that hut, still in the lonely scenery.He pursed his lips and entered the room.

Nobody, or nobody.

He sits directly on the rock, distraught.

What if he left and the man couldn't find him?Will he never show up again?

Ye Ying felt that he could not continue to wait, so he stood up irritably.

However, there is still no one.

The man didn't show up all night.

Just as he appeared without a sound and without any warning, he disappeared without a sound.

Ye Ying sat on the stone, tightly holding the handwriting he practiced.

The wind gently blew his black hair.

The man didn't show up.

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Ye Ying would always go to the Sword Tomb from time to time, sometimes staying there overnight.Don't be followed by anyone, go in alone, sit on the stone at the door in that simple hut, and wait for a whole night.

Don't sleep or go, just sit on the rock and wait.

But the man in white never appeared again, appearing like the most gorgeous dream, and then disappeared like misty mist.

Obviously, I promised to stay with him all the time.Ye Ying looked at the scroll in his hand, there were the books he had read, the calligraphy he practiced, and his understanding of martial arts.

Every time he will bring it, and prepare seriously, hoping that when he meets a man, he can tell him that he has worked hard, he has worked hard, and he has achieved good results.I hope the man can praise his hard work with a smile in his eyes.

Every time, he prepared hard and earnestly, all night long.

But time after time, the man really never appeared again.

Ye Mengqiu also said that there is no need to go to Jianzhong, but Ye Ying, who has always been silent in front of him, lied. He said that he would go to Jianzhong to learn, and he said that he could feel calm there.

Because of the outstanding talent of the eldest son, Ye Mengqiu took it seriously.He was also very proud of his son's success, so he ran to Jianzhong overnight without hindering Ye Ying for a few days.Maybe Jianzhong has all kinds of swords he forged, which can make the eldest son understand more and faster.

However, day after day, year after year, disappointment again and again, time and time again wait until dawn.

Every time, I pass with a little expectation and a little tension, and I leave with disappointment and frustration every time.

But Ye Ying still insisted on the past, the man would not leave without saying anything like this.He will definitely show up again.

Ye Ying firmly believed in this, but there was no news as time went by.

Even if he took over the position of the big villa owner, on such a lively and festive day, Ye Ying still sneaked to Jianzhong at night while no one was around.

He is dressed in the rich lord's clothes, with fine accessories, and a sword at his waist.But even at this time, he still didn't forget to bring the calligraphy he practiced and the things he wrote.He hurried into the Sword Tomb, and hurried towards the hut with expectations.

It's been so many years, man, man should appear.

After so long, it should appear.

He hurried to the door of the hut, took a deep breath and gently pushed the door open.

The room is deserted and there is no trace of popularity, no, no, no.

Ye Ying suddenly felt a little sour, he really wanted the man to see his current achievements, he really wanted to talk to the man, he really wanted to hear the man's gentle voice, feel the warmth of the winter sun warmth.But why hasn't it appeared yet?

Ye Ying pursed her lower lips and said softly, "I'm here, are you... there?"

"I took over as the owner of the villa today, do you know? I still have a lot of questions that are not enough, can you come out and answer them for me?"

"I..." I squeezed the scroll tightly, "Did you not come today? How about I leave things behind? Or was I not there when you came? I wrote that I am going back to the villa now, but I have always been here."

"Will you show up today?"

The room was empty, except for Ye Ying's low voice.

The lonely place remained unchanged, and the man still did not appear throughout the night.

Ye Ying waited until dawn before leaving, and no matter how busy or tired he was, he would still go to Jianzhong for a few days, but every time he got nothing but deep disappointment.

After the Fenghuagu Incident, Ye Ying deeply felt that his martial arts needed to be further improved, otherwise he would not be able to protect Hidden Sword Villa.After he ordered his servants and told his second brother, he retreated to practice.Because it was all on his own, and he hoped to improve his abilities to the maximum in the shortest possible time, he exhausted his energy and mind.

However, his martial arts was blocked at a certain point and he couldn't get past it. He tried all kinds of methods, no food or drink, and finally broke through the difficulty in the extremely dangerous situation, and made great progress in martial arts.

Open your eyes...there is darkness in front of you.

What's wrong?The candle went out?Ye Ying was a little strange.But the candles in the secret room should last forever.

Then he discovered something even more strange, it's just that there is no candlelight, and after a long time, he can always see the shadows around him vaguely.But this time was different, it was completely pitch black, covering everything so black that he couldn't see anything.

Is it... is it...

Suddenly falling into the darkness like this, he was a little flustered.Standing up at once, he almost fell to the ground. At this time, a warm wind enveloped him and made him lean against the wall slowly.

"You...why are you like this." The voice was so familiar that he wanted to cry, a voice he hadn't heard for a long time.

"You...how can I let you go at ease." The man's clear voice was filled with anxiety, concern and a little irritation, "How can you do such nonsense?"

"You...you?" Hearing this voice, Ye Ying suddenly forgot the panic she couldn't see now.Facing the man, he stretched out his hand to push back, a little aggrieved and childish, "You didn't leave, why did you come here? Why didn't you tell me when you left?"

This is a secret room, Ye Ying didn't ask how the man got in at all.

"I don't worry about you. Sure enough, you will still mess around."

"I didn't mess around." Ye Ying was a little unhappy.

"It would be like this without messing around? Hey, you know how distressed I am." The warm wind brushed over his forehead, his eyes and his hair, "Why didn't I come here sooner."

Ye Ying lowered her head, seeing darkness in front of her eyes.

The nose is a little sour.

He should be invisible now.

"You can't do this, come on, I'll take you out. You still need to take a shower and change your clothes. Do the rest slowly." The man hesitated, "I will be with you, always with you."

The sudden darkness of fear, the unspeakable helplessness, and the heavy burden on the shoulders all became so unimportant in the gentle voice of the man. The gentle and warm wind took him and led him slowly walking.

"Be careful, there is a threshold, lift your feet." The voice was clear and comfortable like water, "There are chairs ahead, just wait a moment."

Hearing the sound of a chair moving, "Sit down, I'll help you watch."

"Now call your servants to prepare hot water, take a good bath, and don't think about anything else."

"You want to leave?" Ye Ying was a little anxious.

"I won't go, I won't go." The man comforted him a little. "I'm by your side, and no one else can see me anyway. I don't feel at ease if you're like this. I just want to see you doing well."

Knowing that he is not a human being, Ye Ying's heart skipped a beat when she heard that others could not see him.In fact, he can't see it now, he can only feel that he can only hear it.I don't know how the man is doing now.

However, she should still be dressed in white with white hair, still have exquisite eyebrows like the person in the painting, still be so young and so ethereal.Only he couldn't see it.

He was out of sight.

In the days that followed, the man kept his promise and never left.

He taught Ye Ying how to dress, told him the weather outside, and where to pay attention.When walking, there will always be a hot spring-like, warm sun-like wind gently pulling him and carrying him.

"Yes, the chopsticks are here, take your time." The man is always so patient, gentle and caring.In front of him, Ye Ying can relax naturally.

"I...will I always be invisible?" Ye Ying hesitated for a few days before asking, "I'm a little uneasy."

"Hey" a long, long sigh.

"It would be great if I could come here sooner. You are really worrying. If I can let you see again, I will do anything."

"It's okay, I'll get used to it and I'll be fine." Ye Ying replied immediately, who can blame it if it was his own choice?accompanied by a man