There was a slight sound of the door hinge, and the gentle look was in a trance, and he realized that the wooden door was gently closed, and he was standing in Ren Yue's bedroom.
A clean and tidy room with clear lines and no extras, except for a rope on the desk.
That was prepared by Ren Yue in advance to bind his hands tonight. I was really afraid of hurting her again...
It's just that at this moment, Ren Yue didn't have time to mention the matter of the rope binding his hands, instead he pulled Wen Rou and sat at the table.
Before going to Wenrou tonight, Ren Yue reviewed the records on the scroll again.
"Miss Wen, those... how do you know?" Ren Yue asked, pointing.
"You really don't remember?" Wen Wen was surprised.
"Remember what?" Ren Yue was also surprised.
"It's clearly written in black and white! It's your handwriting!" Gentle also meant the scroll.
"Miss Wen knows this?" Ren Yue said, stretched out his hand, gently opened the drawer, and took out the dream that he had recorded in his hand.
"Personal experience, unforgettable..." Wen Wen said, tears streaming down like rain.
"That's..." Ren Yue seemed to want to say something else.
Suddenly, a burst of panic turned into lightning in Ren Yue's pupils. The person who was sitting at the table just now was trembling all over, holding his head in his hands, in excruciating pain.
It was that acupuncture-like feeling again, as if it wanted to pierce through the brain!
Ren Yue endured the pain that made people lose his mind, raised his eyes tremblingly, and intermittently said to Wen Rou: "Quick... tie me up!"
"Ren Yue, is it starting to hurt again?" Wen Rou subconsciously asked Xun with concern.
"Quick...quick..." Ren Yue staggered towards the bed, but before he reached the bed, he fell heavily on the ground.
Rourou wanted to rush over to help him, but through the gap between Ren Yue's sleeve robe and his arm, she could clearly see Ren Yue's painful expression, pleading "Tie me up!"
Those eyes were clearly looking at the rope on the table!
Gentle hesitated for a moment, looking at Ren Yue who was twitching in pain and twitching on the ground, he clenched his teeth tightly, not letting himself make the slightest sound. Gentle and cruel. He turned and walked towards the table, heading for the rope.
He is Ren Yue, he must be Ren Yue from his previous life! Otherwise he wouldn't remember so clearly...
But why his memory. Sometimes clear, sometimes strange
Rou Rou stretched out her hand, the rope that was basically weightless, weighed a thousand catties in her hand at this moment!
Gritting his teeth, he turned around.
At the moment of turning around gently—
Gentle almost suffocated in surprise.
this is…
Beside the clean and tidy bed, there was a figure from the back who was also dressed in white.
Although the doors and windows in the bedroom were closed, there was not a trace of wind.
But the man's wide hem was still fluttering slightly.
Slender figure with smooth lines, if it wasn't for the snow-white hair, Gentle almost mistakenly thought that the standing figure was Ren Yue!
"Who are you?!" Wen Rou had the guts not knowing where it came from. Although he opened his mouth to ask, the voice was obviously trembling.
The white figure didn't respond, and was still busy with something beside the bed.
Gently looked around, Ren Yue's room was clean and tidy without any extraneous objects, it was already late at night. In this nearly closed room, no matter who that person is? Gentle is very sure, that is a man!
Thinking of another unknown man suddenly appearing in the room late at night, Gentle can feel the sound of her heart beating too fast.
I need to find something to defend myself!
Wen Rou searched around, but failed; finally decided to borrow the rope in his hand!
If he dares to act recklessly, I will strangle him with a rope!
Rourou secretly made up her mind.
correct. What about Ren Yue
The one who was lying on the ground just now...
At this moment, Ruan suddenly found that Ren Yue was gone.
"Hey, who are you?" A strange feeling came over Wen Rou's heart in an instant, and she couldn't help but boldly took a step forward.
"Old man Tianyuan." There was less than a step between Zai Wenrou and the white-clothed figure. The man finally complied slowly.
"Tianyuan?!" Rourou was stunned there, her mind was running fast, constantly searching for the person named Tianyuan she knew in her memory.
Suddenly, like a flash of lightning flashed through her mind, "Tianyuan!" Could it be the white-haired and white-clothed person in front of her. It is none other than Ren Yue's master—Tianyuan Taoist!
According to rumors, Taoist Tianyuan has never shown his face!
The Tianyuan Taoist who was taken away by magic when Ren Yue was four years old!
The Tianyuan Taoist who trained Ren Yue to master the swordsmanship of flowers and flowers!
he! Why is he here!
The surrounding doors and windows were closed, and the moment I turned around, how did he come in? !
A series of questions made the tenderness almost suffocate.
"Are you Ren Yue's master—Taoist Tianyuan?" Wenrou approached timidly, and asked again for confirmation.
"That's right, Xiaoyue is ill, I'll come and see him." Taoist Tianyuan replied slowly while keeping his hands under him.
Rourou had already walked to the bedside, just in position to see the side face of Taoist Tianyuan clearly.
This is a fairy-like old man, with white hair and a childlike face, and an expression neither sad nor happy, making it impossible to guess his age.
Clothes as white as snow, fine and light material, slender white fingers, because the eyelids are lowered to look at Ren Yue, so Gentle can't see his eyes.
Maybe that gaze should be cloudy and old, looking at his snowy hair, it should no longer be as shiny as a young man. Because, even for a wise old man like Mr. Song Tao, the eyes are full of age. Rourou secretly guessed in her heart.
No one can block the truth of time!
Just like myself, although she has the figure and appearance of a thirteen-year-old girl, there is always something in her eyes that does not match her age.
"Master Tianyuan, do you need help?" Because I heard that the old man claimed to be Ren Yue's master, and he appeared in Ren Yue's room so miraculously and without a trace, his skill and identity, gentleness is no longer doubted .
"No, don't worry Miss Wen." Tian Yuan said calmly without raising his head.
"Master Tianyuan knows me?" Rou Rou was a little surprised.
From entering the door with Ren Yue just now, to turning around and not introducing him, how did this old man recognize his surname Wen
But after thinking about it, since Tianyuan can appear so miraculously, why is it so difficult to know his surname
Ren Yue was originally the unparalleled son of Da Zhou. Talented; his master must be a worldly expert!
Wenrou thought this time, and began to watch Tianyuan Taoist's movements seriously.
He didn't ask for the pulse like an ordinary doctor, and he didn't use strange needles like Nangongxue, but he pressed Ren Yue's temples tightly with his hands. His eyes were slightly closed, as if he was adjusting his luck.
But that expression is too calm, and it doesn't look like the ferocious pain of a martial arts practitioner when heals his wounds.
On the bed, Ren Yue stretched his body and lay on his back. Taoist Tianyuan gently comforted his hands on both sides of his body at some point.
Ren Yue's temples, which were covered tightly by Ren Yue, were now comforted by Taoist Tian Yuan's hands.
All movements are like flowing clouds and flowing water, without struggle or pain.
Ren Yue breathed evenly, his eyes were slightly closed, as if he had fallen asleep.
"Master Tianyuan. Ren Yue's illness?" Seeing this, Rou Rou asked curiously.
"It doesn't matter, Xiaoyue has a strong character since he was a child, but it's a pity that the breath in his body is not stable, and he has been cultivating himself for many years. I gave him a flavor of 'Worriless Powder' for him to use in the bath every day, so that he can recuperate The breath, on the other hand, can also enhance the internal strength and strengthen the body. It's a pity that some minor incidents recently caused Xiaoyue to suffer from disordered breath and collision. If I don't come again, I'm afraid there will be a big mess!" Taoist Tianyuan said Speaking calmly, while slowly pulling away, moved away from the bed.
With both hands, he took the rope that was supposed to bind Ren Yue from Rourou's hands, and looked up at Rourou.
"Big trouble? Master Tianyuan means..." Wen Rou was puzzled.
"Look, Xiaoyue has even prepared the rope." Tianyuan said slowly, and slowly adjusted the rope.
It was at the moment when I took it and raised my eyes. Gentle was stunned there again.
That look!
The black pupils are as bright as the night sky; the deep eyes are as unfathomable as a pool of water!
That was clearly Ren Yue's eyes!
This appearance, this fairy-like appearance, this worldly demeanor... It's just that Ren Yue's faint smile is missing from his eyes and the corners of his mouth.
If Ren Yue is a piece of jade, Tian Yuan is a piece of ice;
If Ren Yue is a ten thousand year old piece of ice, Tian Yuan is the top of the holy mountain soaring into the clouds that no one can see.
In the gap between the sky. What is there, no one can know.
The highest level of mystery is daunting!
It was as if the person was no longer a human being!
"It turns out... Ren Yue's headache these days is because he didn't soak in the medicinal bath soup on time!" After a while, Rou Rou came to his senses. But there was a chill on my back and in my hands.
"It's okay, the old man brought some here, and I'll trouble Miss Wen to wait for Xiaoyue to wake up and leave it to him to take a bath on time every day." Tian Yuan said, taking out from the wide sleeves like a magic trick. A small wooden box, very delicate, but very ghostly.
"Master Tianyuan won't wait for Ren Yue to wake up?" Rourou took the wooden box and asked softly.
"No, when he wakes up, just tell him that I've been here! The old man said goodbye." Tianyuan's unfathomable eyes glanced faintly at Ren Yue who was sleeping on the bed, Wenrou only felt that there was a vast expanse of whiteness in front of him. It blocked the line of sight, like smoke, and also like Tianyuan's white sleeve robe.
When the line of sight was clear again, Tian Yuan was no longer in the room.
As if he never showed up.
It's just the small wooden box in Wenrou's hand, clearly reminding that everything just now is real.
The doors and windows were still closed, and there was not even a breath of wind in the house.
Tianyuan disappeared.
"What a strange person! He keeps coming and going for no reason!" Rourou said to herself.
Ren Yue was still sleeping deeply on the bed, quiet and soothing.
There are no more painful beads of sweat on his forehead, and it can be seen that he slept peacefully this time.
I don't know if he dreamed of me in his dream tonight
Gentle and slowly sat on the edge of the bed, brushing the messy hair on Ren Yue's forehead with one hand.
His eyes wandered aimlessly across the quiet room.
Sudden!
The strangeness on the desk made the gentle heart tangled up again.
Just now, the scroll that was obviously placed on the table disappeared!