Chapter 28 Chapter Twenty Six

The door was pulled open.Xichun went out and went to Jia Jing's Taoist room to pick up the books. The Dao room is neat and clean.Jia Jing's books are neatly stacked on the desk and shelf. Xichun stood there in a daze for a while, then went to Jia Jing's Taoist bed and lay down, shedding tears in a daze, she used to read books and said that seeing things and thinking about people was always skeptical, but unexpectedly it was true. Things are different and people are different. "Tears flow first" is the only clear feeling in the sore heart in the chest cavity.Although the warmth he gave her was pale and tasteless, it was tasteless.

But after all, there have been.He called her Xi'er, besides him, only Keqing called her that. Flipping through the books one by one, I got the book Miaoyu wanted.When he was about to leave, Xichun thought that he had to tidy up his father's room, which he had never done before. While tidying up, an envelope floated out from the book.It reads: Xichun, my son kisses me.But it was empty there. Xichun took the envelope.She didn't know who took the letter inside, and felt lost and melancholy in her heart.Faintly felt that there was a secret away from him. I hope he didn't take it away, Xichun pinched the envelope and thought.I hope not, because Jia Zhen will not come to touch Jia Jing's book, he hates others to death, and has no such leisurely intentions.

But that secret, what my father wanted to say, seemed to be separated from me. Xichun sighed and walked outside.If something has been lost, she will not be too sad for it.It is not up to people to go or stay, let alone things. Ruhua didn't know where he went, and was not waiting outside, Xichun frowned and walked forward alone. It seems that the surrounding aura has changed, and the air is fermenting.A certain feeling caused Xichun to turn her face away. When she saw Feng Ziying in the veranda opposite, she was also walking slowly, her eyes also wandering in this direction. She is fast, he is also fast, she is slow, he is also slow, she stops, he also stops.

Flirting in disguise. Now that she finds out, she can no longer look at it.This is the tragedy of being a woman. Even if you like a man, you can't openly see it. Like a thief, you often go to the theater. Scattered, the time to peek is too short, you can see the face but not the feet, you can see the person, but you can't see the heart, one is wrong, what a pity! When looking at a man, you must get close, eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, color, sound, smell, touch, heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys, and look carefully. Only after verifying his integrity can he receive the goods.

Naturally, with such details, it is estimated that the world has been extinct. There was no one in the courtyard, so Feng Ziying walked up to her. This man is so bold!Xichun's heart skipped a beat, both happy and worried. She doesn't want to be too far away, and she doesn't want to be too close. This is far and near, how to deal with oneself? She stopped and looked up at him. "General..." "You can call me Ziying." She lowered her head, which is how men all over the world express their intimacy.It's not unusual for him to treat her. "What are you laughing at?" He looked at her with a smile.

"Am I laughing?" Xichun looked up at him strangely, and reached out to touch her face.Are you laughing?She quickly restrained her mind and couldn't help but chant the Buddha's name. Seeing her flustered look, Feng Ziying was more cheerful, smiled at her, and joked: "The girl's Amitabha can be lenient." "Presumptuous." Xichun scolded him lightly, and she couldn't help chuckling, then turned sideways to avoid him. Feng Ziying stepped aside generously and didn't bother. Xichun was taken aback, slightly disappointed.looked up at him. A smiling face, bright eyes, thick and slender eyelashes, fluttering like the wings of a butterfly.A little bit of flying snow fell on it, and it melted in an instant, and the tiny crystal water droplets danced and fluttered in Xichun's eyes.He is undeniably handsome.

"I will wait to see you again, and wait for you to return my things." When Xichun fled, he leaned down and whispered in her ear. Exhale like blue, ears, heartbeat. Xichun ran out. Heart fluttering, Xichun secretly clenched the silk handkerchief, turned her head at the gate of the yard, and saw someone splashed the paint in the sky, the strong and gorgeous golden sunlight filled the whole sky like water, flooding again. Feng Ziying was still looking at her with a smile.The smile is the first snow after the snow, the magnificence of the sky and his bright smile are perfectly integrated.

Xichun, she was bewitched by the illusion of tenderness at this moment.At that moment, I was so close to the light and warmth.Thinking about it for the rest of my life, I am so satisfied. Perhaps, we should believe that no matter how indifferent people are, those who live in the dark all their lives, their life is as dark as an abyss, there will always be one time when they are so close to the light and warmth. Walking through the yard, I heard someone whispering from the tree: "I can't hide these things for you. If someone finds them out, I will die." It was the voice of entering the painting, and Xichun stopped.

She didn't want to hear her privacy, so she went a little further and waited for her a few steps away. Ru Hua and Lai Yi'er came out and saw Xi Chun not far away, they both fell to their knees and kowtowed in shock. "So the legs are so good." Xichun said indifferently, she couldn't tell if she was teasing or angry, she glanced at Lai Yier, Mei Feng slightly frowned and said: "You still don't go back to the inner courtyard." Lai Yier came to his senses and ran away in a hurry. Xichun looked at the teary-eyed picture, and sighed: "You get up first, follow me home."