Chapter 138 - Night Tide Sands, Before and After (1/2)

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Roland hadn’t really expected that Qi Shaoqiu actually had such a history.

From an onlooker’s point of view, if what Night Tide Sands said was true, then Jin Wenwen really had gone overboard.

From an affinity point of view, in terms of getting along with each other on a regular basis, Roland was more willing to believe Night Tide Sands’ words.

Therefore, he already didn’t have much of a favorable opinion of Jin Wenwen, but now it directly dropped to the negatives.

He withdrew his gaze from the two outside and began to focus on eating breakfast. He was actually not interested in such things as gossip about acquaintances.

After finis.h.i.+ng his breakfast, he said to Night TIde Sands, who was still taking small bites of her noodles, “The breakfast you make is getting better and better.”

Night Tide Sands’ lips were slightly pursed, but there was no smile on her face. She just said faintly, “Just eat, what’s with all the superfluous talk!”

The words sounded very impatient, but Roland somehow heard a coquettish tone in them.

And after spending the last two or three months together, Roland also knew that Night Tide Sands was the kind of person who was cold in appearance but was actually very pa.s.sionate.

The icy personality seemed to be just a protective sh.e.l.l around her.

Helping to clean up the dishes, Roland suddenly said, “Last time Brother Qiu said that he wanted you to teach me some kind of healthcare technique? Is it a kind of qigong?”

“Yes, Daoist’s Nourishment of Life, a commonplace qigong mental cultivation technique.” Night Tide Sands turned her head to look at him. “Although anyone can practice this kind of qigong, in our Qi family, it’s usually only practiced by women.”

Hmm… Upon hearing this, Roland lost interest.

All this time, he had been looking for a method that could exercise his mental power in reality, and he had looked up a lot of information and visited some relevant forums and asked the netizens who were interested in this. Things like Zen cultivation, yoga, and the like were on the list of recommendations from the netizens. But he always felt these were a little unreliable.

Come to think of it, the only people around him who could be linked to this area was the Qi family. After all, a family that pa.s.sed on martial arts should always have some knowledge in this area.

It was just that last time he had directly rejected Qi Shaoqiu’s good intentions, and if he went back to him to tell him this, he would most likely be ridiculed… The more closely they acquainted, the more they would love to mock people at times like this.

This was why he came to ask Night Tide Sands about it. When he heard that it was commonplace Qigong, he subconsciously thought that it was something left over twenty years ago after the Qigong craze, the so-called intelligent Qigong or something like that.

“It’s commonplace, but it’s actually useful.” Upon seeing Roland’s sudden lack of interest, Night Tide sands instead started to explain seriously. “I didn’t use to look like this.”

Hmm?

You didn’t use to look like this? Does this Qigong have the power of plastic surgery or the ability to change one’s appearance?

That’s too creepy!

As Roland’s expression was getting more and more bewildered, Night Tide Sands furrowed her nice thin brows slightly. She dried her hands with a cloth and said, “Help me wash the dishes. I’ll get something to show you.”

Then Night Tide Sands turned to leave.

Roland was stunned for a moment, and then he cleared the table and started was.h.i.+ng the dishes.

Night Tide Sands had been making him extremely hearty breakfasts for almost three months now, so what if he helped this girl wash the dishes once!

Just after he cleaned the dishes, Night Tide Sands came back in again, this time with something in her hand: a photo alb.u.m.

“Come here!” Night Tide Sands beckoned to Roland, placed the photo alb.u.m on the table, opened a random page, and said, “This is the old me.”

There were many photos in the alb.u.m, but most of them were pictures of a young girl’s life.

With just a glance, Roland recognized the young girl as Night Tide Sands. But unlike the current Night Tide Sands, the young girl in the photo was dry and thin, with yellowish skin and hair with little l.u.s.ter. She looked quite ordinary, even below the standard line as a girl.