Essential Accomplishments of A Perfect White Moonlight

That night, many doctors rushed to Meiyuan, and the news of Yan Yiming's ruined face finally spread throughout the Meiyuan.

A group of Huadans in Tsing Yi were excitedly discussing how their face would be ruined, but they couldn't help looking forward to it. After all, without this pretty face, Yan Yiming would no longer be able to surround Jane as tightly as before. son.

But unexpectedly, after Yan Yiming's face was injured, Jian Yuyan stayed in the plum garden for a longer time. Later, someone whispered that he saw a finger-long scar on Yan Yiming's face with his own eyes. It's scary just looking at it. But the man said that Mr. Jian didn't seem to be afraid at all, and even personally dressed and applied medicine to Yan Yiming who was still in a coma. The seriousness and sadness in his eyes were like nothing they had ever seen before.

Yan Yiming is no longer good-looking. Some people feel that they finally have a chance, but some people know that they will never have another chance.

Meiyuan is still not much different from the past, the only thing that is not the same is that doctors with medicine boxes come and go every day, and in the southernmost courtyard of Meiyuan, you can smell it when you walk close See the bitter medicinal fragrance.

The wound on Yan Yiming's face was too deep and too long, and it would never disappear no matter what. The doctor said euphemistically that no medicine would be of any use, but Jian Yuyan patiently applied the moisturizing ointment to the wound carefully and gently. s position.

better than nothing.

After applying the medicine, Jian Yuyan stroked her cheek with her fingers, as if stroking the familiar outline, and finally held her hand and prayed in a low voice, Ah Ming, wake up soon.

Yan Yiming finally woke up at night two days later.

In fact, Yan Yiming has been awake all the time, but he is not willing to let himself wake up for the time being, so he simply stays like this, playing haha ​​and checkers with Little Apple.

Jian Yuyan's favorability has reached perfection after she lost her appearance that day, which means that Yan Yiming can actually let go. It's just that this time the system didn't say that it would kill itself quickly after an hour like last time, but extended the time to one month.

Yan Yiming has experienced Jian Yuyan's meticulous care for a few days, and some things have not been dealt with properly, so he is not very eager to leave, but it is unknown if the system does not push him down, so he put down the checkers in his hand,

"why?"

"It's not over yet..." Little Apple whispered a few times, but it was still a matter of business.

"Didn't you ask me before that there is any difference in SSR except that the stats of SSR cards are a little higher than that of SR cards? There are indeed differences," Little Apple said. They all play a very important role, if it is said that R and SR have promoted the development of the entire plot, then SSR is a breaking point when the plot develops to a certain period, and it is still a little bit away from that breaking point.”

Yan Yiming didn't care much about how long she would stay. She was more concerned about staying for another month, and whether she would be rewarded with extra diamonds after it was fully completed.

"Of course I will," promises Little Apple, "I'm so generous!"

"I like your generosity," Yan Yiming said with satisfaction, "Please continue to maintain it in the future. Now, we should go back."

If I don't go back, relying on ancient technology, I have been in a coma for so many days without dying of illness, but I will starve to death first.

Since that day, Jian Yuyan can't sleep well every night. When he closes his eyes, he always thinks of the first time he saw Yan Yiming, the clear eyes of a beautiful woman and the sweet voice of a yellow warbler.

After going back and forth for half a year, he let go of Jian Yuer who had been hiding in his heart for so many years, and fell in love with a woman named "A Ming" ever since.

Jian Yuyan once dreamed that there would be a day when there would be no more so-called blood feuds, no more responsibilities that weighed on him that made him breathless, and he would stay away from the imperial city, and take Ah Ming to play in the unfettered world.

The beautiful gallery, the woman's melodious voice, and the indescribable joy and freedom in the pen and ink.

That was the dream scene that he hid deepest in his heart but never mentioned it, even dared not think about it in his spare time.

And more often, he always dreamed that Yan Yiming was lying in his arms, obviously in extreme pain but still asked him if they still looked like him, dreaming that Jian Yuer was holding a blood-stained gold hairpin, and repeated it over and over again. Explain to him again and again that it wasn't her doing it.

Suddenly Jian Yuyan woke up.

The plum garden in the middle of the night was already silent, the darkness where you couldn't see your fingers. After gradually getting used to it, you could see the bed curtain gently swaying with the night wind. When you turned your head, Yan Yiming's intact left face was still beautiful.

Jian Yuyan looked at her for a long time, then gently caressed her cheek with her fingers, and finally slid down slowly to her waist, hugging her tightly in her arms.

When he woke up, he was actually very satisfied to see her, Jian Yuyan thought to himself, but he still wanted more selfishly, how he wished she could talk with him as before.

The person in his arms moved very slightly, Jian Yuyan's body froze suddenly, and his heart froze for a moment. After a while, the woman's extremely pleasant but weak voice came from her arms into her ears,

"Zian, what time is it..."

Without warning, Jian Yuyan's eyes suddenly got wet.

Jian Yuyan opened her mouth to calm down the momentary excitement, and finally hugged her tightly with slightly trembling hands.

"It's about time..."

It was almost dawn.

Yan Yiming "finally" woke up, the little girl watched her tremblingly sitting in front of the bronze mirror, looking at the face in the mirror that had been damaged by scars, she remembered that Mr. Jian had just told her not to let Yan Yiming leave before he had something to do. Looking in the mirror, but if Yan Yiming wanted to look, she couldn't stop her at all.

She was afraid that Yan Yiming would collapse suddenly looking at this face, but Yan Yiming stared at it for a while, but he was unexpectedly calm. It's kind of ugly."

Little Apple looked away speechlessly, with such a wound, of course it was ugly.

I didn't feel any pain when I turned off my senses at the beginning, but now my senses are still recovering, Yan Yiming pulled the corner of his lips, "It still hurts."

"Regret?"

"Regret?" Yan Yiming smiled, "Not really, I'm very satisfied."

The cruel knife cut off all Jian Yuyan's thoughts about Jian Yu'er, and also cut off some useless weak spirits in Jian Yuyan's heart, and also achieved the last step of her strategy. There is no regret.

It's not good to look in the mirror recently. As for the pain, the most painful time has passed, and now this level is simply a joke.

Looking back at the little girl with a worried face, Yan Yiming smiled and asked her to come over and comb her hair.

The little girl was stunned, probably still thinking about whether to comfort her girl, but in the end she was a little too late, Yan Yiming glanced at her narrowly, "Afraid? How about I find a face towel to cover my face..."

"how come!"

The little girl's eyes turned red and she hurried over, took the comb in Yan Yiming's hand, she still had long hair that was as beautiful as a waterfall, so why is it so beautiful...

Yan Yiming stared at the bronze mirror and could see that the girl was dropping golden beans, and couldn't help but teased her again, "You cry so much, what will you do when I'm not here?"

"Where are you going when you're gone?" the little girl said in a dazed manner, "Young Master Jian said that I will serve you all the time."

In her imagination, Yan Yiming could no longer be an actor, and could only follow Jian Yuyan in the future. Since Jian Yuyan allowed her to serve Yan Yiming all the time, she really didn't understand what this sentence meant.

Yan Yiming didn't explain either. Seeing her skillfully tied her long hair and eyes but still looking at her injured face, the circles under her eyes turned red. Yan Yiming was helpless and found a veil to cover her face .

Covering the hideous wound, there are still beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and the tiny red mole at the end of the eye, which looks exactly the same as Jian Yuyan's unfinished beauty picture before.

It was drawn by Jian Yuyan when they went out to play. Yan Yiming was wearing a white gauze skirt with a faint veil on his face, which was a bit more mysterious than when he showed his face. Jian Yuyan left this outline on the paper with a few strokes superior.

It was just an outline at the beginning, but now this painting is almost finished, and it is easy to know that Jian Yuyan completed it stroke by stroke during the days when Yan Yiming was in a coma.

Yan Yiming put the painting aside, laid out the paper again, dropped the pen tip on the paper, and drew a man's face in a short while.

When Jian Yuyan came back, Yan Yiming was wearing a veil to cover the scars, and he was still the same as before. When he got closer, he saw the familiar figure on the paper, and Jian Yuyan smiled, "The drawing is not bad."

Yan Yiming turned his head and gave him an angry look, then smiled, "Why is there no sound at all, I was shocked."

"Seeing that you are serious, I can't bear to disturb you." The doctor said that Yan Yiming still needed to rest, so he didn't dare to be too tired. Jian Yuyan stayed with Yan Yiming for a while, and then took the pen from her hand.

"I haven't finished drawing yet..."

"There's more time in the future, just draw slowly." Jian Yuyan pulled her back to the wing room, took off the veil on her cheeks, and applied the medicine for her carefully and skillfully as before, "Did you drink the medicine?"

"I've drank it." In fact, it was dealt with by Little Apple. Yan Yiming looked up at Jian Yuyan's face, feeling the coolness of the place where the medicine was applied, and asked him, "Is this scar ugly?" .”

Jian Yuyan paused and said, "Yeah", watching her raise her eyebrows, Jian Yuyan frowned and said, "Knowing that leaving a scar would be ugly but still so cruel, doesn't it hurt?"

"It hurts", Yan Yiming covered his heart and pretended to be pitiful, "It hurts, Zian, are you angry?"

Angry, of course I have been angry, angry that she doesn't love me so much, but seeing her like that, no matter how much anger I have, it all turns into distress and guilt.

It's already hurting enough, so why be angry? If he hadn't made her feel at ease, how could it have ended like this.

"Then...it doesn't look good now, do you dislike it..."

Facing Yan Yiming's slightly apprehensive gaze, Jian Yuyan sighed helplessly, put the medicine aside and pulled her to sit on her lap, lightly touched her still pale lips, but Yan Yiming took the initiative to pester her and kiss her .

Jian Yusheng was afraid of accidentally touching her wound, but he really couldn't bear to refuse, so he hugged her and deepened the kiss. After a long time, Yan Yiming let him go with a soft snort, and immediately asked her with some guilt. Touch the wound hurt?

"It doesn't hurt." Yan Yiming had a smile in his eyes, and Jian Yuyan laughed softly when he saw his gaze was his favorite nostalgia.

The little girl outside said that Yumei from Meiyuan came to visit Yan Yiming, Yan Yiming put away his smile and didn't make a sound, and seeing that Jian Yuyan had suddenly lost the leisure time just now, let the little girl send them away and then warm up. Said to her in a loud voice, "You said you liked theatre, if you can't really be with me, you might as well just stay in this plum garden. Now this plum garden may not be able to stay any longer. Ah Ming, are you willing to stay with me?" I'm going back to Jane's residence."

Yan Yiming was sitting on his lap at the moment, putting his arms around his neck. He was silent for a long time when he heard this, and finally turned his eyes to the side and asked him in a low voice, "Miss Jian doesn't like it..."

"She likes and likes has nothing to do with us."

"But I'm an actor..."

"You only sang for me, you are not an actor at all."

Yan Yiming laughed and cursed, and said after a long while, "What about Mrs. Jian, you haven't married yet..."

Yan Yiming didn't say it directly, but the meaning was very clear. She was an actor without him, but Jian Xiang would definitely care. Jian Yuyan wanted to bring an actor back home without getting married, and Jian Xiang would definitely not agree.

I don't have a wife yet.

"But I just want to marry you," Jian Yuyan said slowly, "Jane... I will take care of my father's place. You don't need to worry, just wait for me to pick you up."

Yan Yiming said yes and didn't ask any more questions, and jumped out of his arms, "Then take advantage of these days, you can go out with me for a walk."

Jian Yuyan only thought that she would lose this unfettered life after entering Jian's Mansion, and smiled helplessly, "Even if you enter Jian's Mansion, it's not a big deal if you want to go out for fun."

Yan Yiming smiled but said nothing, picked up the veil to cover his face again.

It is early summer now, and Xiaonan Lake in Gucheng is rippling with blue waves and the lakeside scenery is beautiful. Occasionally, a boat sails across the lotus pond, leaving a glimpse of the woman on the boat.

Someone also met Mr. Jian, who is well-known in the capital, and that beautiful woman who covered her face appeared in the corner of Jinling. Some people said that she saw Mr. Jian painting for the woman, and some said she saw Mr. Jian tidying up for her. hair on the temples.

Jiang Yi once again saw Jian Yuyan and Yan Yiming appearing in the familiar teahouse, but this time it was not at the window-facing location last time. Jian Yuyan left for a while for some reason, and after he left, someone invited him upstairs , Said that a girl wanted to ask him to talk.

Jiang Yi was surprised, it turned out that Yan Yiming had seen him a long time ago.

After pushing open the door, Yan Yiming still wore the veil on his face, and he didn't even take it off to drink tea. Yan Yiming saw the puzzled face on Jiang Yi's face and smiled, "I'm afraid that if you go away, this thing will scare Jiang. son."

Jiang Yi frowned slightly.

Yan Yiming turned her face away, a corner of the veil was lifted by the breeze, revealing her beautifully contoured jaw, but also revealed a hideous scar.

Jiang Yi was stunned for a moment, and he, who had a calm mind, didn't react for a while, "...this is..."

"Scratched."

"Who scratched it?"

"Myself."

why…

But he didn't ask. A smart person like him had already guessed the reason almost instantly.

When Jian Yuyan came back, there was an extra teacup on the table. Yan Yiming smiled and explained to him that he had met Mr. Jiang just now, and after he finished speaking, he specifically explained that he was the Mr. Jiang who is now so successful in Lianzhong Sanyuan.

Jian Yuyan's beautiful peach eyes narrowed slightly, "When did you know him?"

"It's been a while." Yan Yiming blinked his eyes, "Young Master Jiang is not only talented, but also good-looking."

Jian Yuyan gritted her teeth, "How pretty is it?"

Facing Yan Yiming's teasing gaze, Jian Yuyan was really angry and laughed, Yan Yiming pretended to be thinking, and finally said, "It's still a little worse than Zian."

Jian Yuyan was satisfied, and handed her the small paper bag in her hand, the golden chestnuts were distinct, "It's the first time I know you still like these little snacks."

"Actually, I don't like it very much, but I suddenly want to eat one." Yan Yiming picked up one and put it in his mouth. In fact, he deliberately pushed Jian Yuyan away for a while, but in reality he couldn't remember what he wanted and suddenly remembered this.

Looking up at the sky, the setting sun has already dyed the whole Jinling red-gold, and the candy slowly melts in the mouth, leaving a rough and sweet taste.

Another day has passed, and at this moment, it is time to start the final countdown.