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Wet hair added a touch of charm to Feng Lin, but the long sword casually tied at her waist made Yang Xiaoyou break into a cold sweat. Why would someone bring a sword while taking a bath?
Usually, Feng Lin appeared carefree, as if nothing mattered to her. However, once she set her mind on something, her level of obsession far exceeded that of an ordinary person.
Now, looking at her expression, Yang Xiaoyou couldn't determine what she truly thought about the situation; he could only hope to get through this unscathed.
"In that situation just now, if I didn't see anything, well, cough cough, I actually came here to seek help for healing," Yang Xiaoyou initially wanted to correct her misunderstanding but quickly changed his words when he noticed her hand beginning to slide down naturally.
Before he could finish, Feng Lin picked up the sword along with its sheath and lightly tapped it on Yang Xiaoyou's head while saying, "Punishment."
Rubbing the spot on his head where he was struck and looking at Feng Lin across from him, Yang Xiaoyou felt a strange expression cross his face. Was that really a punishment? Did that mean everything was fine now?
However, seeing that Feng Lin didn't bring it up again, Yang Xiaoyou naturally wouldn't mention it either.
"Actually, it's not a big deal. A girl as wonderful as this is hard to find even with a lantern. It's not like my memories of that tragic life. I should be at an age where I can consider dating," he thought as things seemed to settle down.
Yet, the shadow of his memories regarding Feng Lin affected him now. Just like with Qi Menglu, it was difficult for him to treat her as an ordinary girl. Their relationship was much closer than that of regular friends, but taking it a step further felt significantly more challenging than with other girls.
He found it easier to develop feelings for Liu Lianyue when she was pretending to be obedient back then.
"Get the medicine." After tapping Yang Xiaoyou once more, Feng Lin turned and walked in another direction. Taking the opportunity to ease the atmosphere, Yang Xiaoyou stood still for a moment.
Just as he sat down on the edge of the wooden floor in the corridor, he suddenly shivered and stiffly turned his head to see Feng Ji standing behind him in a white dojo outfit, examining him closely.
Feeling a chill run down his spine from the strange look in Feng Ji's eyes, Yang Xiaoyou wondered when this old man had arrived and whether he had witnessed what had just happened.
"Not bad. If there’s anything Rin doesn’t understand in the future, you can come find me. This child has a bit of a difficult personality; please take care of her," Feng Ji said after sizing up Yang Xiaoyou for a moment. A smile appeared on his face as he patted Yang Xiaoyou's shoulder.
Afterward, he silently turned and left in another direction.
Suddenly hearing such words, Yang Xiaoyou felt a strange sensation flash through her. Just moments ago, Feng Ji's attitude towards her seemed to overlap with the memories she had of him.
With Feng Ji's words in mind, Yang Xiaoyou couldn't help but sigh. Feng Lin's parents had passed away early, and she had always relied on her grandmother for support. One could see this from Feng Lin's behavior in daily life; part of it was due to her personality, but another part stemmed from the lack of guidance.
Even though Feng Lin possessed near-superhuman close combat abilities, it still couldn't hide the fact that she was merely a seventeen-year-old girl.
"Every time I come to find her, it seems like there's always something going on," Yang Xiaoyou said, a hint of confusion crossing her face.
Lying on the ground, her left arm was firmly grasped by Feng Lin's hands, which were constantly shifting positions. Cold sweat began to bead on Yang Xiaoyou's forehead.
At that moment, Feng Lin held a strange light green ointment in her hands. As she rubbed it in, the green substance slowly disappeared into Yang Xiaoyou's arm as if it had been completely absorbed.
A sensation of warmth and coolness spread from her arm.
"Lin, do you have any thoughts about your future?" After Feng Lin finished applying the ointment and began to feel its effects, Yang Xiaoyou asked somewhat inexplicably.
"To be with Grandpa, Menglu, and You," Feng Lin replied without much thought.
Hearing her words made Yang Xiaoyou feel uneasy. Currently, she only had three close people in her life; she needed to work hard to fulfill such a simple wish for her.
"What do you think of me?" Yang Xiaoyou asked curiously. She considered herself to be Feng Lin's first playmate, but at present, Menglu seemed to have a closer bond with her.
"A child bride?" Feng Lin tilted her head slightly, seemingly unsure if that was the right answer.
Upon hearing such an odd term, Yang Xiaoyou couldn't help but twitch her mouth. A vision of Qi Menglu flashed through her mind as she realized what strange things Menglu had taught Feng Lin. Right now, Feng Lin was like a blank slate; she couldn't let Qi Menglu lead her astray.
Due to her naturally strong self-recovery ability and the special ointment passed down in Feng Lin's family, even though Yang Xiaoyou's left arm wouldn't fully recover after boarding the plane, it could already be used in actual combat if necessary.
Using it in combat would extend the recovery period slightly and reduce its effectiveness. However, Feng Lin had packed quite a bit of that ointment.
He felt a bit regretful that it was only when he was about to board the plane that he received a call from his close friend, Chen Hao. Chen would be coming over for the Mid-Autumn Festival, and they hadn't seen each other in months. He wasn't sure if he could make it in time.
His excuse for going out was to meet his parents and spend some time with them outside. However, when he contacted them, they were currently accompanying their boss on a trip to Australia to see crocodiles, with no indication of when they would return to Europe.
Given this situation, he decided to change his original plan of meeting them first. Instead, he would head to Europe first and wait for them to return. After all, their employer was British, and his home was in Europe, making it convenient.
Meanwhile, the tense atmosphere back home had eased somewhat with the airing of a new program.
The show was produced by an overseas exploration channel and featured a seasoned adventurer who had been at the airport. The program showcased various ways to deal with corpses, demonstrating a high level of professionalism.
However, this alone wouldn't have alleviated the tension. After the adventurer slipped out of the airport, he was surrounded and beaten by an out-of-control crowd on the street. Although he managed to escape with difficulty, his bruised and battered appearance left a lasting impression.
A man who could handle zombies and survive at the airport ended up being beaten for trying to stop a violent incident on the street. His comments about the Chinese Empire being a terrifying country reflected the chaotic situation at that time. Once the footage aired, many understood that in such chaotic circumstances, heavier measures might indeed be necessary to restore order.
Following this incident, the previously overwhelming opposition began to weaken significantly. Now, both supporters and opponents were evenly matched, engaging in heated debates online. However, the tense atmosphere in reality had somewhat eased.
Yet, the contradictions had already intensified and were now out in the open; returning to the previous state seemed nearly impossible.
He sighed as he made another round at the hospital, carrying a bundle of herbs—how bitter it all was.
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