The dagger has a thin blade and can easily pass through the door.
However, since it is stuck through the door panel, the force cannot be controlled and the angle cannot be adjusted.
Yan Funing could only stab up and down a few times.
Fu Ciyi frowned outside the door, and the silver blade in front of him shone coldly in the moonlight.
At this moment, he was extremely grateful that he was quite tall. The height at which he raised his hand to slam the door was much higher than where the tip of the dagger came out.
Yan Funing in the room suddenly stopped hearing the knocking on the door, so she put her ear to the door panel.
Fu Ciyi was very angry.
He hasn't seen her go to school for a few days. It's not that he wants to see her...
Putting this aside, she didn't send Li Xinheng to pick him up in the past two days.
At this moment, he returned home after walking for a long time. Not only was he hungry, but he was actually regarded as a wolf.
So he deliberately wanted to scare her and slammed the door.
The door panel vibrated, causing Yan Funing's eardrums to vibrate as well.
She was so frightened that she took a step back, her heart, liver, and lungs trembled, she screamed "Ah" for a while, and immediately covered her mouth.
She couldn't scream.
If the wolf knew there was someone in the house, wouldn't it make him even crazier and more arrogant?
She swallowed, gripped the dagger tightly, and pierced it at the angle from which the sound came.
Fu Ciyi held the tip of the dagger with two fingers. The blade was thin, so he used some internal force.
Yan Funing found that the dagger could not move, and was shocked. She couldn't really hit the wolf, right?
Thinking about the fact that he had just screamed in surprise and scratched the door with his dagger, the wolf outside the house probably knew that there was someone inside.
At this moment, the wolf was stabbed, and she warned in a low voice: "I don't want to kill you. Go back to the wolf den quickly. If you dare to come here next time, I will be really cruel!"
The sound is shaky and not lethal at all.
Fu Ciyi frowned. She was usually quite smart and clever. How could she be so stupid now?
If the wolf really comes, will he give her any time to talk nonsense? Could it be that I was scared and stupid?
Most of the anger just now disappeared, so he let go of the dagger, bent his fingers, and knocked gently on the door: "It's me."
I can't scare her anymore.
Such a delicate person is so frightened, what should I do? Hearing the familiar voice, Yan Funing's heart beat faster and her mood was extremely complicated.
It was him outside the door, not the wolf.
Why is he back? Might as well be a wolf outside the door.
The door panel was held up with a chair, and the wolf was determined not to get in.
As for him, she had to open the door and let him in.
Fu Ciyi stepped into the room, put the books and baggage on the desk, and then took a look at her with lowered eyebrows and lowered eyes.
Yan Funing didn't look at him, pulled out the dagger that was still on the crack of the door, put the dagger into its sheath, and stuffed it under the pillow again.
"Just now you hit the palm of my hand." Fu Ciyi clenched his fist and said coldly.
Yan Funing walked up to him: "Show me your hands."
But the man put his hands behind his back: "It doesn't matter, it's just a stab."
"Fu Ciyi, is it fun?" Yan Funing pressed her chest, which was rising and falling violently, "Why didn't you say anything when I knocked on the door?"
If he made a sound as soon as he knocked on the door, she would not think it was a crying wolf.
The girl in front of her was wearing an undershirt and knee-length trousers, with two bare white calves.
Fu Ciyi turned away his eyes and said hoarsely: "I've walked a lot, I'm thirsty, and my belly is empty."
"Hungry first, show me the palm of your hand!"
She went to grab his hand.
The man then moved his hand under her eyes.
Where are the wounds? Yan Funing was annoyed and went to bed to cover herself with a quilt: "There is food and drink in the kitchen, please help yourself!"
There was only a quilt and a pillow on the bed. Fu Ciyi narrowed his eyes slightly: "Yan Funing, where are my pillows and quilts?"
Yan Funing's red lips moved slightly and her voice lowered: "I thought you were going to live in the school for a long time, so I put away your pillows and quilts." The man chuckled briefly.
Sure enough, she wished he could live in the school all the time.
He opened the box, took out the pillows and quilts, and put them on the bed. Only then did he realize: "The sheets have been changed too?"
The sheets they had slept on together were replaced, and now the sheets they had slept on were those from the village school.
Is she so unwilling to sleep on the bed sheet they slept on together?
All the anger that had just dissipated came back, and there was a hint of anger.
Yan Funing stood up and moved her pillow and quilt to her original side: "Yes, change it. The original thick one is getting warmer now, so it is natural to change it."
Fu Ciyi moved his jaw slightly and nodded.
He strode out of the house and went to the kitchen to find something to eat.
After a cup of tea, I came back, took some clean clothes, and left the house again without saying a word.
Yan Funing knew that he was going to wash up, but she couldn't sleep at the moment, so she simply sat and waited for him.
Not long after, he came back.
Only then was she able to ask: "Are you in an emergency when you came back in the middle of the night?"
Fu Ciyi didn't know why he returned home in the middle of the night. He only said: "I've been staying for three days. Why can't I come back today?"
What's terrible is that after staying in the school for three nights, his concentration is not as good as when she is by his side.
Yan Funing heard this and thought to herself, today is the fourth day of the Lunar New Year.
He did stay in the school for three days.
If he doesn't come back tonight, he will stay in the school for four days.
Arriving home before midnight, it really belongs to him.
At this time, he said coldly: "Why didn't Li Xinheng come to the school to ask questions? It seems that he should be fired."
"No, I told you to stay in the school for a few more days."
"My bed is so easy to sleep on, do you want to have it all to yourself?"
"It was a good sleep."
"You are honest." The man's eyes fell on the desk and his voice was cold. "Show me the calligraphy you have practiced in the past few days."
Yan Funing was stunned.
No, is he sick?
She came back in the middle of the night just to check the calligraphy she had practiced.
Seeing that she was sitting on the bed without moving, the man's eyebrows slightly gathered: "What?"
Yan Funing lowered her eyes and said frankly: "I haven't practiced."
Fu Ciyi's eyes were heavy: "Come down and practice calligraphy and make up for everything."
Hearing this, Yan Funing was annoyed: "I haven't practiced even a single word in the past few days, and I haven't even read any medical books."
"I'm not stupid. We have a carriage, which makes it convenient to go back and forth to the town. But you have to live in the school. It's not because you think that we are in the same room and I affect your study. In this case, you will naturally live more Time. How did I know that you would come back, and that you would come back in the middle of the night."
Her face turned red with anger. She sat up straight on the bed, and the quilt covering her chest slid down. She was so angry that her heart heaved violently.
Fu Ciyi's eyes narrowed: "How do you influence me?"
She guessed: "Anyway, I only liked one person when I was studying. I think you are probably the same."
She had no idea how she affected him.
If we really want to dig deeper into the reason, it is nothing more than the rift between them, and there is no explanation.
Even if she tried not to make any noise when he was studying for the exam in the house and stayed quiet so as not to disturb him, he would still think that she was redundant and annoyance to him.
Fu Ciyi didn't answer this, sat on the edge of the bed, took his chin and pointed at the bed frame.
The thin lips parted slightly: "The dividing line."
"The sheets I changed and the piece used for hanging were all washed today." Her voice was as light as a mosquito. "We can't hang it tonight. Can you make do with it for one night?"
The man coughed twice and lay down with his back to her: "Go to sleep."
Looking at his back covered with quilt, Yan Funing asked in a low voice: "I will slowly fill in the words I want to practice in the next few days, is that okay?"