Lin Jinse worked hard for several hours about Jian Yishi. After dinner, she took a bath and couldn't wait for Zhang Qianhua to come back, so she went to bed early and prepared to rest.
She first called Aunt Deng Qiu and asked about her grandfather's situation in the past two days. She felt relieved when she heard that everything was fine with him. The two chatted for a while and hung up the phone.
As soon as I put down my phone, WeChat rang again.
It was a WeChat video call from her friend Dong Lisa, and Lin Jinse picked up the call.
"Sese, what are you doing?" Dong Lisa's pretty and bright face appeared in the video.
The day the bad news about her parents came, Lin Jinse told Lisa Dong.
Lisa Dong secretly flew back from France for more than ten hours without telling her, and suddenly appeared in front of her, giving her great comfort and help during those difficult days.
But Song Qiaoyan, who had promised her to come back, was nowhere to be seen, so at the critical moment, friends were much more reliable than men.
Lin Jinse held her cell phone in one hand and punched her shoulder with the other: "Get ready to go to bed. I'm exhausted today."
Dong Lisa: "What's going on? Didn't my aunt ask you to recuperate? She also asked you to work?"
"No..." Lin Jinse shared everything about Jian Yishi with her friends, "It's mainly because I'm tired and my brother is too difficult to deal with."
"Jian Yishi? This name is so rare. Could it be the noble prince of Beiling's foil sword?" Dong Lisa blinked her eyes with excitement on her face.
Lin Jinse couldn't help but twitching her lips: "Young Master Foil Sword? It fits him quite well."
"It's really him? Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Dong Lisa shouted. She was walking outside and chatting with Lin Jinse. This shout attracted many passers-by's glances, but she didn't care.
Dong Lisa also learned fencing for a period of time when she was a child and has always been interested in fencing. Lin Jinse was not surprised that she would recognize Jian Yi, but he did not expect that her reaction would be so big.
Lin Jinse was innocent: "I only found out after hearing what you said. I've only known him for a few days, and I've only known him as a fencer for a few days."
"He is not an ordinary person. He became a monk halfway. He only started to learn fencing when he was 12 years old. He won the Beiling City Fencing Championships at the age of 16. I was there when he won the championship. It was very exciting..." Dong Lisha happily recounted Jian Yi's "become famous in one battle" competition. Sai, "You can search online to see. No one believes that this child who has only been practicing swordsmanship for 4 years can defeat his opponent Li Xiao, who has been practicing swordsmanship since he was 5 years old. No one is optimistic about him, but he just did it. It was like a magic trick, defeating the opponent and becoming a sharp sword that came out of nowhere..."
"It sounds really powerful." Lin Jinse commented.
Lisa Dong snorted unhappily, "What do you mean, it sounds really powerful, okay?"
"Yes, yes, that's what you said." Lin Jinse agreed with her with a smile.
"Moreover, our little Mr. Jian was already tall and handsome when he was 16 years old. His waist and legs are simply amazing. Now he is almost 18, he must be taller, more handsome and more amazing!" Dong Lisha is also a patient with severe facial control. In addition to her superb swordsmanship, appearance definitely plays a large role in Jian Yishi's eyes.
Lin Jinse couldn't stand her drooling look, and spat: "She is two years younger than us, and has not yet reached adulthood. Can you restrain yourself?"
"Everyone has a love for beauty. What's wrong with my brother? One day he will grow up to be a husband. You, don't hang yourself with your brother Qiao Yan. He is not better than Song Qiaoyan in any way. You understand, it's a waste." Lisa Dong didn't think so. She usually likes to chase stars and uses "rice circle" expressions from time to time.
In her heart, Lin Jinse regarded Jian Yishi as her younger brother, just like Jinnian. When she heard what she said, she blushed and cursed: "You are talking nonsense, I will ignore you."
Dong Lisha knew that Lin Jinse was thin-skinned, so she hurriedly said: "Don't, don't, don't, okay, I know that you are loyal to your brother Qiao Yan, so if you don't want to go, I will."
Lin Jinse: "..."
Dong Lisa suddenly started coquettishly and coquettishly: "Woo woo woo, Se Se, my good Se Se..."
Lin Jinse knew that she must have bad intentions, and sure enough, she said: "I want to see what the young master of foil swordsman looks like when he is about to grow up. Can you help me take some photos and videos of him? It will give me warmth and comfort during the countless lonely nights overseas."
Lin Jinse: "..."
"Ms. Dong, it's not that I don't want to help you, it's just that I don't have a good relationship with him, so I can't help you!"
"The relationship is not good? How is it possible? My family loves Fairy Se. No man can refuse you unless he is not a man!"
"It's true..." Lin Jinse then told her the rather complicated and bloody story about Jian Yishi's father and son and Zhang Qianhua.
"Then you can just take photos secretly. It doesn't matter. I can tolerate the blurry pixels. It's up to you, Thurse..."
Lin Jinse was not very good at rejecting people, and she couldn't stand Dong Lisa's insistence, so she had no choice but to agree.
Lin Jinse hung up the video call, stretched out on the bed, and let out a long sigh.
In the next week or two, Lin Jinse didn't have a chance to see Jian Yishi.
He went out early and came back late every day, as if he was deliberately avoiding Lin Jinse; even if they met occasionally, he was cold and indifferent. When Lin Jinse wanted to say hello to him, he didn't even look at her, so she had to swallow the greeting that came to her lips.
Lin Jinse originally thought that the relationship between the two would have eased after that day, but it seemed that she was overthinking it.
But Lisa Dong still kept asking her for photos on WeChat every day, as if urging her to do so.
In the blink of an eye, it has been almost a month since Lin Jinse came to her aunt's house. She has gradually adapted to it and no longer recognizes the bed so much. Her insomnia at night has also improved, but she still has nightmares every night.
After waking up, she always couldn't help crying and always fell asleep crying.
This morning, the morning light was faint, and a faint light shone through the gauze curtains, but the birds were already chirping excitedly outside the window.
Lin Jinse slowly opened his eyes and woke up.
It's rare that she didn't dream last night and slept well, so she woke up early.
Listening to the chirping of birds outside the window, she suddenly became interested and wanted to get up and go out for a walk in the yard in the early morning.
Soon, Lin Jinse got up and washed up. She pushed open the floor-to-ceiling glass window, walked to the balcony, and looked into the distance.
It was almost dawn, the sky was grey-blue, and a moon was still hanging high in the sky, giving it the feeling of a cold and boundless moon.
The grass, trees, and houses were all shrouded in mist, which was hazy and hard to see clearly. The air was filled with the coldness before dawn, but it was very fresh.
Faintly seeing a figure moving on the grass, Lin Jinse went back to the house to get his glasses and put them on, and looked at them for a while to confirm that the moving figure was Jian Yishi.
He seemed to be doing some training, running back and forth on the grass.
Lin Jinse couldn't help but worry, was his ankle healed after doing such a strenuous exercise?
She took some clothes from the closet, put them on, and hurried out of the room.
When she got outside, she looked in the direction where Jian Yi had been exercising just now, but he was nowhere to be seen.
Has he gone back? If you go back to the house, you should meet him. Then he may have gone to his private fencing training gym.
Lin Jinse then walked towards the training hall.
Cross the lawn on the right, turn a corner, and walk straight for a few dozen meters. Under a huge camphor tree, you will find the training hall.
The door to the training hall was closed, and Lin Jinse walked to the window unknowingly. The window was a bit high, and she stood on tiptoes but still couldn't reach it. She jumped up again, but she still couldn't see clearly what was going on inside.
The wall below the window was slightly raised by a centimeter or two. Lin Jinse turned around and looked around. The fog was thick, quiet, and no one was there.
Driven by curiosity, Lin Jinse was so excited that she grabbed the edge of the window with both hands, stepped on the raised wall with both feet, and got close to the wall in an O shape to prevent herself from falling.
Through the clear glass, Lin Jinse could clearly see what was going on inside. There were actually two floors inside. No wonder the house was so high. The first floor was a place for fencing training, and the second floor was similar to a gym, with all kinds of exercise equipment.
Lin Jinse turned his attention to the first floor. It was very open and spacious, neat and clean, with an area of three to four hundred square meters. There were five golden fencing lanes. There were areas on the left and right where professional equipment such as helmets, swords, and electronic referees were placed. There was also an area for resting. Some green plants were placed on the table in the resting area.
I heard from my aunt that this training hall was designed and built by Jian Yishi’s mother herself.
After Jian Yishi's parents divorced, Jian Lanyi once wanted to demolish the training hall, but Jian Yishi objected. It was only after his parents divorced that he started learning fencing.
Lin Jinse looked left and right and didn't see Jian Yishi inside. She was a little disappointed. Just as she was about to come down, her fingers got sore. She accidentally relaxed her strength and fell backward uncontrollably.
She panicked and thought to herself that it was too bad, she was about to fall.
But the expected embarrassment did not happen. She fell into a hot embrace. She raised her head in panic and met a pair of eyes as cold as frost.