A straight-backed long sword that was completely different from traditional Japanese swords was firmly embedded in the special slot. The scabbard and handle were as black as ink, as if they were trying to absorb all the surrounding light into the narrow blade.
Li Mengnan reached out and picked up the long black knife from the box. He quietly felt the surging power of desire coming from all directions, and his eyes became brighter and brighter.
"The appeal of a national treasure swordsmith is truly extraordinary..."
The willpower gathered on this sword has far exceeded the sum of the "Reverse Blade Sword" and "Black and White Swords". As long as it is tempered and condensed, the quality of the projected heart sword can definitely be infinitely close to the peak of the spiritual level.
If divided according to the levels in the game, this can be regarded as his first blue-marked sophisticated equipment.
With the heart sword projected by this sword, his confidence in exploring the mysterious villa alone increased.
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Although it is a working day, the subway is always more crowded on Monday morning than on other days.
Li Mengnan finally found a place to stay in the subway, and stretched his neck to look for Wu Jiechao.
In other words, this has become his habit recently. As long as he is on the subway at this time, he will always meet this bitch in the same car, just like the vulgar agreement in cartoons.
It's a pity that the other person is not a beautiful and cute girl, otherwise this unexpected encounter would still be quite a wonderful feeling.
It's just that that bitch didn't know what accident happened today, and it was rare that she didn't catch the train.
Li Mengnan looked back with a slight disappointment. As soon as he turned around, he bumped into the person behind him.
"Ah, I'm sorry!"
Before Li Mengnan could speak, the other party quickly apologized, with a hint of panic in his tone.
Huh? That’s not right! It seems like he bumped into her, right?
"Lee Yunmi?"
Li Mengnan suddenly realized that he bumped into an acquaintance.
When she heard the other party calling her name, Li Yunmei noticed Li Mengnan, looking slightly embarrassed, and said with a blushing face: "Classmate Li Chengze, good morning!"
Li Mengnan nodded as a response, and then asked: "Li Yunmei, what's wrong with your face?"
Although Li Yunmei kept her head down and deliberately let her hair down to cover her cheeks, Li Mengnan still noticed that there were red, swollen and cracked scars on her forehead and corners of her mouth. She also looked very haggard, and her eyes were slightly red and swollen, as if she had been there not long ago.
I just cried.
"No... nothing." Li Yunmei pulled up the red scarf and lowered her head.
Sure enough, it was the debt collectors who did it again...
Li Mengnan curled his lips in regret, wondering how long this stubborn girl would continue to hold on to her self-esteem.
I was speechless all the way.
When the subway arrived at the station, Li Yunmei got off the train in a hurry as usual.
"Lee Yunmi."
Hearing the shout, Li Yunmei turned around subconsciously and looked at Li Mengnan who was following quickly with some confusion.
The two of them had met at the subway station in the past. Li Mengnan would always smoke a cigarette after getting off the bus and intentionally let her go first, but he never took the initiative to catch up with her like today.
"Is it really okay for you? Do you want to go to the hospital?"
Li Yunmei's eye circles suddenly turned red, and the strength she had managed to maintain almost collapsed under this concerned inquiry.
For some reason, she suddenly had the urge to throw herself into Li Mengnan's arms and cry.
In just six months, she had endured too much pressure that she should not have endured at her age. She really tried her best, but she was almost unable to hold on.
However, she still resisted the tendency to lean forward.
She didn't want to see her impulsiveness bring unnecessary misunderstandings and troubles to the boy who had helped her.
"Thank you, it really doesn't matter, it's just a little skin injury and it will recover soon."
"It's okay...it's getting late, go to school quickly."
"Um."
Li Yunmei did not run away this time, but let Li Mengnan walk beside her.
"Li Chengze, how do you and Lin Meina usually behave?"
"Huh?" Li Mengnan didn't quite understand what her meaningless words meant.
Li Yunmei seemed to realize that there was something wrong with this question, so she thought about it and asked again: "What does it feel like to be in love...?"
Li Mengnan suddenly realized that this was what he meant.
Sure enough, it was Lin Meina's fault. She acted like she was free of charge last night, but in the end, she still drove Li Yunmei, a little girl who was inexperienced in the world, into a state of confusion.
"This topic is really profound."
Li Mengnan actually didn't like to discuss such philosophical questions that had no standard answers. However, out of a sense of responsibility and mission as a future educator, he decided to light a guide for this little girl who had lost her way in life.
Beacon.
"The ideal love for most people should be the kind where both parties like each other, stay together naturally without any external interference.
People like to watch sadomasochism, especially your Korean dramas. If the male and female protagonists want to be together, it will not be finished until they have to go through eighty-one catastrophes. It is simply more difficult than Tang Monk going to the West to learn Buddhist scriptures. But this does not mean that people like sadomasochism.
Love means looking at other people's tragedies just to cherish the happiness you have.
Everyone's definition of happiness is different, so everyone's requirements for love are also different. Some people hope for material satisfaction, some hope for long-term companionship, some hope for spiritual like-mindedness, and some hope for bliss under a beautiful appearance.
Desire.
No matter what you are pursuing, love should not be measured by moral standards. It doesn't matter the form. As long as the beauty exists in your heart, that should be the love you want."
Li Yunmei lowered her eyes and buried half of her face in her scarf. She couldn't see the expression on her face, and she didn't express anything. She didn't know whether she understood or not.
He was about to walk to school. Li Mengnan didn't want Li Yunmei to get out of the dead end of this topic, so he changed the topic to a lighter topic and said: "How is your popularity online recently? Has the number of fans increased?"
"I don't want to be an anchor anymore." Li Yunmei hesitated for a moment, but said truthfully: "I'm not suitable to be an anchor. I don't know how to chat, I don't know how to act cute, I'm not very good at singing and dancing, and I'm not as good as Lin Meina.
A good figure can bring benefits... And since I came to Seoul and no longer visited my chat room, no one gave me gifts. In addition, there have been a lot of things at home recently, so I simply left the chat room
It’s closed.”
In order not to betray others, after Li Mengnan came to South Korea, Le Youyou stopped appearing as YOU. Li Mengnan also did not have the habit of paying attention to Li Yunmei's chat room, but he did not expect that this mistake directly led to Li Yunmei making such a decision.
While they were talking, the two of them were already very close to the school.
Li Yunmei became taciturn again, grabbing the shoulder strap of her schoolbag with both hands and running forward a few steps, intentionally keeping a distance from Li Mengnan.