"This is ridiculous." Nineveh realized that she had sat on the edge of the bed. She didn’t remember how she sat. Tom and Zeling could control their tongues. No one else would know about it. She had to talk to Yilan. "We didn’t pretend."

"Don’t lie to me, girl. If I need to prove that your eyes have said everything, you do a somersault, right?"
Her stomach did somersault. "Of course not, if I teach you something, it’s because I want to do it." Nineveh won’t let this woman overwhelm herself, and the last pity in her heart has disappeared. "If I do this, I hope to get something in return. I want to study you and Lian, and I want to know if the static break can be cured."
"Impossible" Shi Wang said coldly "Now-"
"All diseases should be cured except death."
"Should" doesn’t mean that the girl Lian and I have been promised that no one will disturb us. You can ask Fu Rui En and Emma to know what kind of scene those who harass us will get. They didn’t do it first, and it wasn’t the worst scene, but they cried the longest. "
Her other handle just panicked and almost made her forget this one. Nainevi is not sure whether that handle is a look after all. "What would Shirley think if she knew that you and Liangan were not going to pull each other’s hair?" Shi Wang looked at her and listened to her. "They think you are docile, right? Now, the more arrogant you are to the French rebels, the more the two teachers think that you dare to be passive to them. A little flattery will make them forget that you two have been partners for many years? Or have you convinced them that silence has really changed everything about you, not just this face? When they find out that you are secretly plotting behind them and manipulating them, you will scream louder than a stone bass-although I don’t know what a stone bass is. "Swan blinked and didn’t show anger or want to admit Nineveh’s judgment, but there was something in her eyes that Nineveh was sure of." I want to study when you still have Lian; And of course Logan. "
Maybe she can learn something from Logan, too. Men are different. Studying them is equivalent to looking at the problem from another angle. Even if she finds a way, she doesn’t intend to treat Logan Rand’s guiding ability. It is necessary, but she doesn’t intend to let another man who can make the world. "If it doesn’t work, then you’d better forget the ring and Te Yalan Riode" Swan. Why do you do this? Maybe I want to relive the experience of one or two ceremonies. Nainevi quickly stepped out her heart and rekindled a little pity flame. "If you said that we were disguised as two ceremonies, then I wouldn’t choose to tell you about Lian. Yilan and I may be unhappy about this, but you will cry longer than Fu Rui En and Emma Laga together."
How can this woman remain so calm with the silence in the room? Nineveh has always believed that this is a trait that only two performers have. She feels that her lips are a little dry. If she is wrong, if Swan is willing to take a public test, she will judge that she knows who will cry last.
Finally, Shi Wang murmured, "I hope Murui can make Alwen’s back softer than this." Nineveh didn’t understand what she meant, but she didn’t have time to think about these winks. Shi Wang had leaned forward and held out a hand, "You keep our secret, I will keep you and teach me to make that ring. You can study static breaking and taming until you are satisfied."
When Nineveh held the hand, she almost didn’t breathe heavily. She did it. Finally, someone tried to intimidate her, but she failed. Although it seemed that the process had gone through a very long time, she could almost feel that she was ready to face Morgedin. Almost.
I chased my arm outside the back door of Yilan Inn. It seems that there are two or three white shirts between my arms. The sun has fallen to the treetops, and the sun is fading. In the yard, a lot of dirt can be seen vaguely. A huge oak stump is still standing in the middle of the yard. There is no door in the stone stable with thatched roofs. Yilan can see men lined up with horses and mangers moving back and forth. To her surprise, Lian is talking to a tall man at the shadow edge of the stable. Judging from his rough clothes, he may be a blacksmith or a street villain. Yilan was surprised to see Lian so close that he almost stuck his head to the other side and stared at him with his eyes cocked. Then Lian patted his cheek and turned around and ran into the inn. The strong man looked at Lian’s back for a while and then disappeared into the shadow of the stable.
"Don’t ask me what she does," she said. "There are always strange people coming to Swan or her, and some men, she … well, you saw it."
Yilan doesn’t really care what Lian has done. Now she finally has a chance to talk to herself, and she doesn’t know how to get to the point. "What are you doing?"
"Laundry" muttered and shook those shirts anxiously. "I can’t tell you how happy I am to see Swan turned into a mouse. She doesn’t know whether the falcon will eat her or treat her as a pet. She can taste what it was like when others were treated by him before!"
Yilan hurried across the courtyard, which was not a good conversation end. "Did you know that Tom would make such a suggestion at that time? We will stay. "
"I told them that whether you would stay or not was an illusion." Once again, the pace slowly came to their stable and a broken stone wall, and continued to move forward. The foot was a path that had just come out. The road surface was covered with shrubbery roots and trampled grass leaves. "I don’t think you will give up the opportunity to learn, and so is Nineveh, although she won’t admit it. I really hope I am wrong …" She muttered a few words in an angry low voice. "Those three things you brought are trouble. This is an illusion."
That’s it. Yilan needs a chance to talk, but she still doesn’t ask the question she wants to ask. Instead, she says, "You mean Marigan, Nicola and Irina? How can they be trouble? " Only a fool can ignore what he sees.
"I don’t know exactly. I caught the flash of light in the corner of my eye. I’m watching them see nothing. Only by looking straight can I see clearly. You know, flashes are rare. Maybe they will spread gossip. Is there anything you don’t want the two performers to know?"
"Of course not," Ilan said quickly, glancing at her. "Well, I’ll tell them as little as possible unless necessary. They can’t know those things anyway." So there’s no way to let her know that she’s really worried. Ilan took a deep breath and finally decided to put all her eggs in one basket. "You see too many visions of Rand and me, right?" She took two steps forward before she realized that the other party had stopped.
There is a sense of alertness in the words "yes"
"You see that we will fall in love together."
"Not exactly. I saw you love him. I don’t know how he feels about you. He is closely connected with you in some form."
Yilan kept her mouth shut. She expected this, but that’s not what she wanted to hear. "Hope" and "thinking" will stop troubles, but there are definite answers to make the road smooth. Li Ni said that it is reality rather than desire to deal with "and you have seen others. He and I have to … share others"
"Two" said huskily, "The other two people and … and I’m the one."
Yilankou was about to ask a question, but he stopped halfway and stared at "You?" She finally got the words out.
Said with anger, "It’s me! Won’t you and I love someone? I don’t want to, but I can’t help it. "She bypassed Yilan and continued to walk along the lane. This time, Yilan was a little late to catch up.
This does explain something-I have been evasive about this issue before; Her collar is embroidered; And wearing lipstick. Elaine thinks it’s not out of her imagination. How do I feel about it? Ilan thought to herself, but she just couldn’t figure out a clue. "Who’s the third one?" She whispered
"I don’t know," she muttered. "I know she has a big temper, but it’s not Nineveh." She smiled weakly. "If it was Nineveh, I probably wouldn’t live." She glanced at Yilan again. "What does this matter mean to you and me? I like you. I’ve never had a sister, but sometimes I think you … I want to be your friend Yilan. No matter what happens, I will like you, but I can’t help but love him. "
"I don’t like sharing men’s feelings very much," Yilan said stiffly, which was quite implicit.

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