deadly mantra

Chapter 27 exposed!
Feng Xiaoyao held the railing with her right hand, jumped down from the second floor, and strode towards Shui Qingchen. She said she was sorry, but there was no guilt in her eyes:

"Oops, I'm really sorry, my hands are slippery."

Going straight around Shui Qingchen, Feng Xiaoyao stood in front of Ji Fanyin:
"Hey~ Ji Fanyin, your life is tough enough. Even that stone couldn't kill you."

Ji Fanyin stopped biting the lotus cake, raised her eyes, and stared at Feng Xiaoyao quietly.

After a while, she lowered her eyelids, took a big bite of the shortbread, and ate it with relish.

Feng Xiaoyao frowned slightly.

What does she mean?
Ignore him? !

Ji Fanyin finished a piece of lotus cake leisurely, took Shui Qingchen's handkerchief, wiped the corners of his mouth, raised his head, and glanced at Feng Xiaoyao, whose face turned green, as if he was surprised, why was he still staring? she.

"Chenchen, your friend?"

Feng Xiaoyao's face suddenly darkened and he said gloomily:
"Ji Fanyin, don't pretend to be deaf or mute or pretend you don't recognize me."

Ji Fanyin tilted her head and blinked her eyes cutely:
"Should I know you?"

Feng Xiaoyao was stunned:
"you do not know me?"

Ji Fanyin scratched his head and smiled sheepishly:

"I don't remember, and I don't know why... I fell into the river for no reason. My head hurts now."

She touched the back of her head and was confused for a while, as if she was recalling something.

After a while, she grinned, her innocent smile stinging Feng Xiaoyao's heart, and an unpleasant feeling suddenly hit her heart.

"I don't remember who I am or what my name is? Hehe, but I was lucky. I met Chenchen, and he gave me a nice dress."

"Hiss..." Feng Xiaoyao heard herself gasp.

OMG!

She lost her memory?

He smashed her into amnesia! ?

Thinking of the huge boulder he had lifted and thrown into the river, Feng Xiaoyao's expression changed again and again. He grabbed Shui Qingchen's wrist and ran to the side:
"Son!"

His seriousness made Shui Qingchen become serious as well.

"What do you call the young master?" Feng Xiaoyao's eyes were burning.

"Clean the dust in the water." Smiled.

"Master Qingchen!"

"exist."

Feng Xiaoyao's voice was low:

"How did you meet Ji...that girl?"

Shui Qingchen was silent for a moment:
"It's... hard to say."

Feng Xiaoyao clenched her fists nervously, her voice trembling slightly:

"It's hard to say...how do you say it?"

When he thought that he had hit someone and lost his memory, guilt, like a vine, tightly wrapped around Feng Xiaoyao's heart.

If you think about it carefully, in fact, that girl is not a heinous bad person.

At the end of the day, it was you who struck up the conversation first.

It's just that... the development that follows is completely unexpected.

"How did we meet...?" Shui Qingchen muttered hesitantly, turning his head as if inadvertently.

Ji Fanyin sat on a stool, holding her cheek in boredom.

As if she felt his gaze, she suddenly raised her head and looked over. Those spiritual black eyes looked a bit innocent and a bit rogue.

The two looked at each other for a moment, then looked away and reached a consensus.

Shui Qingchen said:
"She emerged from the water and crawled to my feet. I saw that she was soaked and I gave her a piece of clothing."

Hearing the sound, Feng Xiaoyao's head buzzed and she was confused.

The next moment, his eyes were complicated. He turned around and looked at Ji Fanyin with a deathly gaze, as if he was making a decision.

"Master Qingchen, if... if you make a mistake and harm someone, what should you do?" Feng Xiaoyao's lips began to turn white slowly because of the decision in her heart.Shui Qingchen thought for a while and replied:

"That depends on how big of a mistake it is."

Feng Xiaoyao looked at Shui Qingchen in shock, her face turned pale:
"My mother said that mistakes that ruin a person's life must be repaid with a lifetime. Then I...then I..."

Shui Qingchen raised his hand, patted Feng Xiaoyao's shoulder three times, and said comfortingly:

"I think what she wants is not your life. Why don't we find a quiet place and think carefully about how to solve this mistake?"

Feng Xiaoyao's eyes were dull, and Shui Qingchen's calm and steady aura made him instinctively convinced, and he nodded almost subconsciously:
"it is good……"

On the second floor, private room.

Three people sat around the round table made of pear wood.

When the waiter served the food, he was startled by the heavy atmosphere in the room.

Feng Xiaoyao lowered his head dejectedly, with dark clouds filling his head.

Ji Fanyin sat next to Shui Qingchen, swaying her feet, looking left and right, and curiously looking at the surrounding furnishings.

At this time, a cool breeze blew in from the window.

"Ah-"

The sound of Ji Fanyin sneezing made Feng Xiaoyao's back stiffen. He slowly came back to his senses and looked blankly at Ji Fanyin and then at the open window.

"Ah-choo—" Another sound.

Just as Shui Qingchen was about to stand up, Ji Fanyin's little hand suddenly pressed down on his knees under the table, smiling evilly and winking at him.

"I'll shut it down!" Feng Xiaoyao stood up in a hurry, ran to the window quickly, leaned out half of his body, and opened the window.

Ji Fanyin had been waiting for this moment, and evil suddenly appeared in her eyes. She quickly followed up and kicked Feng Xiaoyao away when she wasn't paying attention.

There was only a scream of "ah" and a loud "dong" sound, and Feng Xiaoyao fell heavily from the second floor.

When the old shopkeeper heard the noise, he rushed outside and pushed aside the crowd of onlookers. Dingqing took a look and exclaimed:

"Yeah!? Young Master? Young Master, why did you fall to the ground? It's scattered. It's all scattered. If there's anything good to see, go and do what you should do. Stop looking. Young Master? Young Master, can you stand up? Get up, sir?"

Feng Xiaoyao didn't know what the people around her were saying.

He only knew that it hurt, his feet hurt, his waist hurt, his arms hurt, and his head hurt.

then……

then.

Feng Xiaoyao suddenly smiled.

That girl lied to him, hahaha, that girl lied to him!
"Oops, the young master was knocked unconscious. Waiter, waiter! Hurry! Go and invite the medical fairy girl over!"

Feng Xiaoyao completely came back to his senses, pushed away the old shopkeeper who was supporting him, raised his head, and roared at the second floor:

"You lied to me!!"

Ji Fanyin picked up the vase by the window, smashed it down, and cursed angrily:

"What's wrong with just lying to you! How dare you hit me with a rock, and I let you hit me, and I let you hit me!"

"Ah ah ah, wait for me! Ah, don't throw it away, ah ah... you damn girl! If you dare to throw it again, try it!"

While Feng Xiaoyao was dodging in embarrassment, he did not forget the threat.

"Bang -" Another flowerpot flew out of the window.

"I threw it away, Wei Luo Lu~ What can you do to me!"

"You!!" Feng Xiaoyao was so angry that her whole body trembled.

Ji Fanyin's eyes were spitting fire, pointing downstairs and angrily yelling:

"What are you! If Huo Liuying hadn't just appeared, if I hadn't avoided her, I would have lost to you!"

Shui Qingchen's movement of drinking tea paused slightly, and the white smoke formed a mist, blurring the flash of surprise in his eyes.

He turned back and looked at the menacing Ji Fanyin with his dark eyes.

(End of this chapter)