Pure white and blood black (nine)

quiet.

For a moment, the air was silent only.

Jing'an is the one who knows Jing Yan the best. He knows that although his third brother seems gentle, he can't get close to anyone.

His gentleness is a kind of alms that saves all sentient beings. In other words, he treats everyone the same, gentle and ruthless, desireless and fearless.

Jing An always believed that such a third brother was the most powerful because no one could destroy him, but there was one more Jing Qiao.

"you--"

A sense of depression surged in his heart. Jing An stared at Qiao Qiao who was still lying in Jingyan's arms. After thinking about it, he didn't know what to say, so he just pulled her arm.

"You, get off my brother!"

"Let go."

Seeing that Qiao Qiao in his arms was almost pulled down by him, Jing Yan frowned and hugged the person a little more, and turned sideways to avoid Jing An's entanglement.

Jing An was anxious, "Brother, why do you always protect her like this!"

Jingyan ignored his irritable younger brother and felt the person in his arms trembling with the cold wind. He whispered to her, "Hug tightly." Without waiting for Qiao Qiao to react, he loosened his arm and took the coat back from Jing An's hand and covered it again on Qiao Qiao.

After the sky completely sank, street lights began to illuminate in the castle.

The warm white light cut through the darkness. Jingyan hugged her and walked past Jing'an. When the wind whistled by, he tightened Qiao Qiao's coat, and the clear sound made a hole in the night.

He said to Jing An very seriously:

"She is my sister, and I can't ignore her."

Qiao Qiao's eyes didn't blink, and somehow, she was suddenly moved when she heard this.

Qiao Qiao thought that no matter how evil Jingyan would turn into a future, she would not forget the tenderness he gave her as his brother at this moment.

The night is silent without stars, and the two sides of the roadside are filled with bright red bloody orioles.

Jingyan hugged her through layers of darkness and winding long gravel roads. Qiao Qiao raised her neck from his arms and called him brother.

Jingyan smiled at her with his eyes down, and the water flowing in his eyes was gentler than the starlight.

...

Qiao Qiao's foot was sprained. Although it was inconvenient to walk during this period, it was a blessing in disguise. During this period, she was exempted from the course and finally got some comfort in her heart.

"I just don't like class?"

After Jingyan took Qiao Qiao back to the room, he looked for a doctor.

Jingyan carefully wrote down the precautions the doctor said, and held the ice pack and pressed it in the position where she was sprained. Hearing the little girl said aggrievedly: "The teachers who taught me don't like me."

Thinking of Mo Ru's scolding her today, she opened her mouth, relied on Jing Yan to persuade her, and added in a low voice.

"I don't like them either."

Jingyan laughed in a low voice, and when he got up, he flicked Qiao Qiao's forehead, as if he was murmuring that she couldn't grow up.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Qiao Qiao quickly grabbed his wrist and looked at him pitifully with his neck raised.

"Is my brother leaving?"

Jingyan was surprised that Qiao Qiao was clingy at this moment. He did not push Qiao Qiao's hand away and leaned over and rubbed her head.

"What's wrong"

"I want you to be with me for a while, and I still have a lot of things to say to you!"

Qiao Qiao didn't know what was wrong with her, she only knew that she seemed to be getting more and more powerful.

Qiao Qiao still remembers what happened at noon today. Although she is not a petty person, she cannot stand the wrongs of others.

She originally wanted to tell him about Jing Yun's false accusation, but then Qiao Qiao remembered the two little puppies she saw in the woods. In short, she felt that she had a lot of things to tell him. She was in a bad mood now and had a sprained foot hurt. She was not familiar with the world in this book, so she just wanted to rely on Jing Yan.

"Brother Third, can't you read the things you asked me to bring yesterday!"

Jingyan seemed to want to stay with Qiao Qiao, but before he could speak, Jing An urged him from outside the door.

Qiao Qiao remembered that Jing An had come with a stack of documents in her hand before. After thinking about it, she still let Jing Yan go. Although she wanted him to accompany her, she was not an ignorant person.

"Good rest, I'll see you tomorrow."

Jingyan still left, and before leaving, he rubbed Qiao Qiao's hair again.

Qiao Qiao raised her neck and smiled sweetly at him. As Jingyan left, her smile froze on her face little by little.

What did she... see?

!

Just now, Jing Yan was there and just blocked the mirror in the corner. Now, as Jing Yan left, the words on the mirror were displayed in front of Qiao Qiao.

She jumped up from the bed excitedly and limped towards the mirror, only a few big words were written on the mirror:

I am not a magic mirror, please call me Shuling!

“…”

Qiao Qiao's eyes fell on the hard iron box on the dressing table, and suddenly she had the urge to smash the mirror.

...

No matter how you say a mirror is a sign of a word, it means that Qiao Qiao used the method before was correct.

With previous experience, Qiao Qiao stopped talking nonsense before the mirror, and she asked it directly: "Can you tell me what is the solution to predicting dreams?"

Wrestling the mirror is a very physically consuming job, not to mention that Qiao Qiao was injured at this time.

After a swaying wildly, Qiao Qiao was dizzy.

She now has enough time and originally wanted to sit on the bed and wait for the mirror to change, but later she was so sleepy that she fell asleep unknowingly.

"Jojo, do you like it?"

After falling into a coma, Qiao Qiao remembered that she would do things that predicted her dreams.

She found that she hadn't seen Jing Qiao in her dream for a long time. Qiao Qiao cleared away the fog in her dream and walked forward. She saw Jing Yan's face just by accident.

Something shined on Jingyan's fingertips, Qiao Qiao's eyes were stabbed, and then there was heavy snow in the dream, heavy fog and heavy snow formed a white world, and even the dream was cold while the cold wind was howling.

"Brother, brother--"

Qiao Qiao hugged herself coldly, subconsciously trying to grab Jingyan's sleeve.

The snow was still falling, and the fog seemed to be a little heavier.

In the hazy state, Qiao Qiao felt that his brother seemed to be different. He stared at her expressionlessly under the dazzling whiteness, and the darkness that Qiao Qiao couldn't understand was flowing in his eyes.

"elder brother."

Qiao Qiao was a little afraid of him like this. She stretched out her little hand tremblingly at Jing Yan, but he just looked at her condescendingly, motionless, cold and ruthless.

It's so cold.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, covering Qiao Qiao's body with a white layer. Just when she thought she would freeze to death in this dream, she fell powerlessly in the snow.

"Brother--" When she called Jingyan again this time, he moved.

As the heavy snow spread, Qiao Qiao saw Jingyan walking towards her step by step with the snow all over the ground. He leaned over slowly, as if stuffing something into her hand.

"Jojo..."

Before waking up, Qiao Qiao heard Jingyan's voice coming and going, and he said, "I've given my heart to you..."

Heart, what heart?

The things in her hand felt cooler than snow. Qiao Qiao moved her fingers, and just as she opened her palm and looked up, she woke up from her dream.

What Qiao Qiao saw was the ceiling of the room.

Dongdongdongdongdong-

There was a knock on the door outside the door, and Qiao Qiao took a deep breath and ran to open the door.

The residual image in the dream became blurred as her consciousness became clearer. Qiao Qiao forced a smile to the person outside the door and softly called out to brother.

"Didn't sleep well?"

When Jingyan entered the room, he touched Qiao Qiao's forehead with the back of his hand. He helped her lie back on the bed, pinched her ankle and looked at it. Qiao Qiao was still thinking about Jing Yan's last words in her dream just now, but she was a little overwhelmed.

Give her heart...

Looking straight at the gentle man standing on the side of the bed, Qiao Qiao unconsciously bit her lip.

He is her brother, what does it mean to give her heart?

Did he fall in love with her?

"Jojo."

"Jojo?"

Qiao Qiao didn't know how many times Jingyan called her, she only knew that when she came to her senses, Jingyan had already walked from the end of the bed to her bed.
To be continued...