Back and forth: I brought supplies to help the impoverished prince

After two days of teaching, Qiao Shinian finally waited for the time to go home.

Wen Jiu did not ask Qiao Shinian whether he would come back on time like the previous times.

When everything fell into darkness, the only sounds in the room were the breathing of the two people. Qiao Shinian had been very calm since that incident. She would occasionally have nightmares, but more often than not, there was scrutiny in her eyes. She was examining the world.

His lively eyes lost some of their innocence, and his lively posture gradually became well-behaved in front of everyone.

As the morning light came, Qiao Shinian opened her eyes and looked at the familiar yet slightly strange ceiling. She smiled and shouted, "I'm back!"

After that, she stopped moving and lay quietly on the bed, looking at the ceiling. She turned her head to look at the window. This was her childhood memory, and this was her best memory.

She wanted to shout again, but suddenly she felt it was meaningless and felt that such an action was childish and ridiculous.

Is she still herself?

Qiao Shinian raised his hands. The wound on his left arm seemed to be healing very slowly. The big wound on his leg before was almost invisible when he healed.

This time, Qiao Shinian saw an ugly scar on the flawless white arm. It was not obtrusive, but it was an eyesore.

"What should I eat in the morning? Soy milk, maybe. I haven't had soy milk in a long time. I also want to eat duck food, the spicy kind, and a hamburger." Qiao Shinian got up and muttered to himself. He looked at his phone hesitantly, then picked it up and ordered a bunch of food.

"Let's have another cake, um... what else should I eat? Let's have a pizza, durian flavor, a strawberry milkshake, and coffee." She muttered, ordered everything she wanted to eat, and then sat cross-legged on the bed looking at her phone.

"It's only six twelve." She said, turning the phone sideways and starting to play games.

When the takeaways kept coming to the door, An Tian rubbed her sleepy eyes and went to open the door, then shouted: "Yo Yo! You're fleeing again, why did you buy this extra food?!"

Qiao Shinian put down her phone and helped An Tian share a lot of the burden. She smiled at An Tian and said, "I just suddenly wanted to eat these things."

Looking at Qiao Shinian's smile, An Tian was slightly stunned, eyes full of worry: "Yo Yo, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, I just suddenly came to my senses. Then I felt that I had been elevated, and I didn't seem to be so distressed anymore." Qiao Shinian piled all the things on the table and patted An Tian's shoulder. "Go wake Xiaobai up for breakfast. I still have to practice with Sister Yinyin later."

"Oh, okay." An Tian walked towards Mo Feibai's room blankly and knocked on the door: "Xiaobai, hurry up! Hurry up!"

"Huh?" Mo Feibai opened the door. He was already dressed neatly, as if he would come out immediately even if An Tian didn't knock on the door.

"Xiao Bai, let me tell you, Yoyo is not right." An Tian approached Mo Feibai and whispered, "She just called Zhang Yinyin 'Sister Yinyin'. Also, she looks very wrong. Should we make an appointment with a psychiatrist online?"

Mo Feibai frowned and shook his head: "I'll go take a look first."

At the dining table, Qiao Shinian took a big sip of the milkshake, then felt it was boring, so he put it down, picked up the duck feet and started to chew on them. The spicy feeling immediately spread throughout his mouth.

The stinging pain on the tip of her tongue made her eyes tear up. After gnawing on a duck foot, she picked up a piece of pizza and stuffed it into her mouth.

Finally, I ate until my stomach was full and I felt like vomiting, so I stopped eating.

"Yo Yo, what happened? Tell us, you look weird and scary." An Tian and Mo Feibai stood beside Qiao Shinian, watching him eating and drinking as if he was traveling back in time for the first time, and stuffed food into his mouth.

But the first time they all thought it was a dream of Qiao Shinian, so Qiao Shinian was relatively restrained in eating. But now it was different. Qiao Shinian ate like crazy, as if he had never eaten before.

very scary.

After Qiao Shinian wiped her mouth, she half-lay down on the sofa, staring at her hands in a daze. There was no blood.

There was nothing but the scars, proof that she had killed someone.

She stood up and walked towards the bedroom. "It's a bit hot. I'll take a shower first. If Sister Yinyin comes, please help me greet her. Also, I don't have anything serious. I'm just a little, a little tired."

Zhang Yinyin waited in the dance room for half an hour before Qiao Shinian came out.

Her hair was tied up high, and it no longer had the smoothness and length it had before. Although her hair was now in a ponytail, it was obvious that Qiao Shinian had just cut her hair herself.

"Let's get started, Sister Yinyin. I want to learn the moves that can knock someone down quickly. I want to learn that." Qiao Shinian got ready. "I didn't practice well yesterday, so I may be a little rusty. But it doesn't matter. I can adapt quickly."

As Qiao Shinian said this, he attacked Zhang Yinyin first.

Zhang Yinyin was naturally sensitive to the changes in Qiao Shinian. She didn't understand why Qiao Shinian, who was so enthusiastic yesterday, seemed to have encountered a major change in his life today and looked like he had lost his soul.

Especially when she called her "Sister Yinyin", Zhang Yinyin couldn't believe her ears.

Qiao Shinian's recent condition is really not right. She should ask Song Shuan, who is most familiar with Qiao Shinian, to take a look.

Although Zhang Yinyin was distracted, it did not affect her training of Qiao Shinian. As the sound of falling to the ground was heard, Qiao Shinian entered the first masochistic mode today.

By the afternoon, Zhang Yinyin was already sweating profusely. She watched the tireless and pain-insensitive Qiao Shinian attack her again and again, and then be knocked down again and again.

Just by hearing the sound of Qiao Shinian falling to the ground, Zhang Yinyin felt so distressed for this delicate and tender girl.

She suddenly seemed to remember something. Qiao Shinian had also been trained yesterday, and he was thrown down many times. Moreover, at Qiao Shinian's request, no protective mat was laid here. So when she imprisoned Qiao Shinian for the first time, she paid special attention to the marks on Qiao Shinian's body.

It was very clean, so clean that Zhang Yinyin felt a little creepy. She clearly remembered that Qiao Shinian's thigh was bruised by her accidentally kicking him, but now Qiao Shinian's thigh was very white and there was no trace of it.

Also, is there a scar on Qiao Shinian’s left arm?

She had forgotten the scar on Qiao Shinian's arm these two days.

For some reason, she had the illusion that the person in front of her was not Qiao Shinian, but who else could it be if not Qiao Shinian?

You can't say that this is Qiao Shinian's twin sister, it's very weird.

She thought again of Qiao Shinian's unreasonable proficiency. It obviously shouldn't be like this.

Qiao Shinian had just started learning self-defense from her, how could this happen?

What secrets do Qiao Shinian and the others have?

Zhang Yinyin couldn't help but turn her head to look at An Tian and Mo Feibai, and saw them squatting in the corner with their computers, talking about something. They were very serious and didn't notice her gaze at all.