The sky and earth are blue, the stars are sparse and the clouds are scattered.
At exactly twelve o'clock in the evening, Ye Wanlan was pushed into the water, and he woke up half an hour later.
"Miss Ye, you're awake." Standing at the head of the bed was Zhou Hechen's secretary. He smiled formulaically, "Your hand is broken, but the teacher does not allow you to receive treatment before admitting your mistake. You need to understand his painstaking efforts."
Ye Banglan looked indifferent.
"Your expression is wrong again. Please always remember to tighten the corners of your mouth and smile." The secretary added, "When you smile, you will be more like Miss Yunyi, and you will be more popular with Mr. Yunyi."
"There's one more thing. You need to position yourself correctly. Sir, he doesn't like stalking and shameless people. You -"
"Click!"
Ye Banglan reattached his finger bone.
The secretary's words stopped abruptly.
He watched the girl get up in confusion, only to see her grab a coat and put it on her shoulders, and went straight downstairs.
After being stunned for a second, the secretary quickly followed and sighed: "Ms. Ye, although you look like Miss Yunyi, you are still not her. You have no privileges here. If you continue to make trouble, it will not be good for you. You will suffer." Isn’t it enough?”
Zhou Hechen could travel from the northern hemisphere to the southern hemisphere and give up the meeting in order to celebrate Sheng Yunyi's birthday, but Ye Turning did not have this qualification.
Today's night was a bit unusual, but the secretary didn't think much about it. He greeted the person who walked in at the door of the villa respectfully: "Mr. Qin, you are here."
Qin Xian is Zhou Hechen's childhood friend, so he can naturally come and go here freely.
Qin Xian raised his chin: "What happened to her?"
The secretary looked pitifully: "Miss Ye is having a tantrum and running away from home."
He has become accustomed to this method.
After turning the tide and following Zhou Hechen the night before two years ago, she has always been humble and petty. Occasionally her self-esteem grew and she took the initiative to leave, but as long as Zhou Hechen said a word, she would come back willingly without any dignity.
Not only did she listen to Zhou Hechen's words, she was also respectful to his brothers and never dared to go against their wishes.
Qin Xian chewed his cigarette and smiled carelessly: "Having a temper?"
The whole Jiangcheng knew that Ye Banglan was just Sheng Yunyi's stand-in.
Originally, she could continue to accompany Zhou Hechen as a substitute, but a month ago, the real owner Sheng Yunyi returned from studying abroad. Ye Banlan, the substitute, immediately lost its value, but she did not give up and was still entangled.
But Ye Puanlan Qian should never have attacked Sheng Yunyi, causing her right hand to almost break.
Sheng Yunyi is the academic master and painter in their circle. Men and women follow her as a role model. She is the white moonlight of everyone.
Qin Xian was no exception, so it was naturally impossible to let Ye Turn the Tide off as the culprit.
At midnight today, several of their brothers and sisters invited Ye Banlan out in the name of Zhou Hechen, broke her fingers, pushed her into the water, and avenged Sheng Yunyi.
Water drops were still dripping down the girl's hair. The evening breeze suddenly came and ruffled her hair. After the hazy mist dispersed, she revealed her beautiful eyebrows and graceful appearance.
There is a bit of coldness in the beautiful brows and eyes, like thorn roses swaying in the cold wind. The cold fragrance mixed with the blood of killing makes people's hearts tremble.
Her gaze was indifferent, as if the beauty that had been dusty for a long time was awakened and shook the world.
The leaves fell silently, and there was a moment of silence.
Qin Xian paused and didn't know what words to use to describe such a face.
How could he think that a substitute is more beautiful than the real one?
absurd.
Qin Xian was agitated. When he saw the girl, he stopped, turned around and walked towards him.
He raised his eyebrows and smiled vaguely: "Why, I figured it out and apologized, I won't-"
"Crack!"
The sound of broken bones was very clear in the silent night.
Ye Banlan said calmly: "Why did it break?"
Before Qin Xian could react, his right hand was also grabbed, and there was another crack.
"This one is also broken."
The pain from his fingers to his heart made Qin Xian's legs weak. He knelt on the ground, his body trembling constantly, and it was so painful that he couldn't even scream.
His face turned pale and he couldn't believe it.
Ye Banglan stepped on his ankle again. After two crisp sounds, she smiled: "It's broken anyway."
More severe pain surged like a wave. Qin Xian couldn't bear it, his vision went dark and he fainted.
The girl strode away, her back like a knife.
The secretary was also stunned. After a long while, he contacted Zhou Hechen with trembling fingers: "Sir, something happened..."
**
Outside the villa, the smile on Ye Puanlan's lips disappeared.
She has a secret, her body was pierced at the age of fourteen.
In the past four years, Ye Banlan has calmly watched the time-traveling girl turn her peaceful life into a mess.
The time-traveling girl wanted to be a model, so she gave up her studies and joined the catwalk.
The time-traveling girl fell in love with Zhou Hechen and signed a substitute agreement.
The time-travelling girl looked down on her uncle's family and made her abandon them.
Finally, the time-traveling girl stopped playing and left to find a new life. Only then did she finally regain control of her body.
Before Ye could turn the tide and clean up the mess, she was trapped in an endless cycle of being pushed into the water by Qin Xian and breaking her hand.
No matter what she did, she couldn't stop the time loop.
She does things without thinking about the consequences, but she also doesn't have the ability to connect with other people.
Because after zero o'clock, everything will be reset, and she will still return to the cold lake water, repeating the same beginning as yesterday.
She has cycled for nine hundred and ninety-nine years.
From the initial irritability to calmness and then indifference, Ye Banlan has become accustomed to the cycle of days.
She has traveled to every corner of Jiangcheng and surrounding cities, remembering everything that happened at every moment in time, and is proficient in countless skills and hundreds of languages.
Ninety years ago, she began to study cultural relic restoration and Kun Opera to cultivate her sentiments in order to suppress her murderous nature, but her life was still boring and endless.
Ye Banglan put on his helmet, rode away on his motorcycle, and carried out his day's plan.
Practice calligraphy, martial arts, painting, singing...
The last song ended and the sky became dark.
"Rumble--"
Dark clouds gathered, thunder seemed to split the sky, lightning and neon lights intertwined into a sea, and rain and fog swallowed up the night.
a little cold.
At night, I gathered my coat and booked a hotel for the night.
After swiping the card to open the door, she paused.
The windows were wide open, the wind was rushing in, and there was an uninvited guest in the room.
That's a man.
He leaned on the bed, facing her sideways, with a perfect figure and smooth and smooth lines. Just his back showed strength and beauty.
A few strands of hair on the temples were wet and stuck to the sides of the cheeks, and the veins on the long and strong forearms were exposed, obviously enduring great torture.
Ye Banglan exited and looked at the house number again: "This seems to be my room."
The man pursed his lips tightly and said in a hoarse voice: "Get out, get out!"
Ye Banglan walked in and closed the door.
A lost stranger is very interesting to her boring cycle of life, and she cherishes such time.
After all, she has crippled Mr. Qin more than 300,000 times, and every one of his bones has been broken by her, and there is nothing new about him anymore.
Ye Bianlan stepped forward slowly, bent down and pinched the man's chin, raising his head.
It is an amazing face, it is not an exaggeration to say that it can turn all living beings upside down.
The moonlight dyed his eyebrows silvery white, and he frowned tightly, his eyes blurred, with a sense of brokenness and dangerous beauty.
Ye Wanlan raised his eyebrows slightly.
She knew almost everyone in Jiangcheng, but she had never seen this man.
"Bang!"
The man suddenly moved.
His vision was still unclear, but his attacks were swift and violent, killing him with every move.
Ye Banlan kept his eyebrows unchanged and counterattacked at the same time, receiving every move with ease.
"boom!"
"Jingle Bell--"
The cell phone rang suddenly, and the two of them accidentally touched the answer button while fighting.
The call started, and Zhou Hechen's cold voice came: "Turn the tide at night, playing hard to get is of no use to me. Come to the hospital in ten minutes."
Ye Tuanlan did not respond, her attention was focused on the man who accidentally broke into her room.
As if he had exhausted all his strength, he stopped and looked at her with wet eyes.
The man's pupils were dilated and he was confused.
Ye Wanlan's hand has already grasped his throat, and he can pinch it with just a little force.
The man's eyelashes moved slightly, his face was as pale as cold porcelain, and he suddenly found an attack angle that she had not expected at all.
He raised his head slightly and kissed her lips.
Bites to be exact.
The lips were cold, but at the moment of contact, they seemed to burst into flames, and the scattered breaths were hot.
Ye Banglan's lower lip was bitten and bled.
The blood seemed to calm him down, and he gasped, closing his eyes and leaning against the wall.
The night was very quiet, and the man's broken breathing was very clear, like feathers jumping back and forth in his heart.
There was silence on the other end of the phone for a moment.
Three seconds later, Zhou Hechen asked coldly: "Ye Tuanlan, what are you doing?"
