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Chapter 16 Chapter 16: Years of Life and Death 2 Boundless (6)
Chapter 16: Chapter 16: Ten Years of Life and Death (6)
Hearing Ning Huanxin's words, Jiang Lixing was stunned for a while, and a trace of surprise flashed in his dark eyes: "I... don't use perfume."
"Oh, is it?"
Ning Huanxin smiled embarrassingly: "My nose... doesn't seem to be very good, um, I have a cold!"
Jiang Lixing glanced at her and didn't say anything else, but when the crew finished work and went back to the small courtyard, Jiang Lixing's assistant gave Ning Huanxin a box of cold medicine before going to bed at night.
Back in that small room, lying on the single bed, Ning Huanxin stared at the box of cold medicine in a daze——
This is the cold medicine sent by the assistant sent by the national male god to my sister!
Is this the beginning of the rhythm of romance novels?
I really want to keep this box of cold medicine forever!
But... this was ten years ago.
Ning Huanxin's eyes gradually became serious, and even sharpened——
Here, it will not be the real past.
Should it be the illusory memory world?
If it was really the memory world, then whose memory did he enter?
"Ten years of life and death... two boundless."
Ning Huanxin sighed, put down the cold medicine in her hand, and muttered to herself in a low voice, this is a very famous word.And this mourning poem is used by the poet to mourn his dead wife.
"Ten years of life and death are boundless, unforgettable without thinking."
Ning Huanxin leaned against the wall beside her and recited the first line of the poem in full.
"A thousand miles of lonely graves, nowhere to speak is desolate."
At this time, a crisp female voice suddenly came from the other side of the wall. This is... Zhang Yan's voice?
Only then did Ning Huanxin remember that Zhang Yan lived next door to her, and there was only a wall between the two of them!
Well, the sound insulation of this wall is really not that good.
"Sister Ning, do you also like this poem by Su Shi?" On the other side of the wall, Zhang Yan's voice seemed very excited: "I also like this poem. I also have a complete collection of poems by Su Shi, which is on my bookshelf. Sister Ning can read it if she likes it."
"En." Ning Huanxin responded softly.
"It's getting late. I'm going to rest. Sister Ning, you should rest too. Good night."
Zhang Yan and Ning Huan said good night, and then there was no sound.
What a cheerful and likable little girl.
Ning Huanxin stood up at this time, and looked at the bookshelves on the other side of the room through the light that was not too bright.
The little girl really collected a lot of books.
Ning Huanxin walked slowly to the bookshelf. She didn't really like reading books, but in this weird place, no matter how big her heart was, she couldn't fall asleep, so she might as well read a book, maybe she would be hypnotized just by reading it.
【Everyone: ... 】
The books on the bookshelf are neatly arranged and standardized. It can be seen that Zhang Yan is really a book lover.
Ning Huanxin's fingers slid across the spine of each book, and suddenly she stopped and pulled out a book.
It turned out to be the collection of poems by Su Shi that Zhang Yan and himself mentioned!
The book is hardcover and limited edition, very exquisite and brand new, but the position of the placement seems to prove that the owner likes this book very much and often reads it.
There is also a bookmark in the book, the material of the bookmark is platinum, Ning Huanxin can tell at a glance that this bookmark is from a big brand, and it is difficult to buy.
This was definitely not bought by Zhang Yan herself, could it be a gift from someone else?
"Could it be someone from the film crew gave it to Zhang Yan?"
Ning Huanxin hesitated for a moment, but put the collection of poems back. Naturally, it was the master's favorite, so she didn't dare to look through it casually. If it was broken, all her current wealth would not be enough to pay for it!
(End of this chapter)
Hearing Ning Huanxin's words, Jiang Lixing was stunned for a while, and a trace of surprise flashed in his dark eyes: "I... don't use perfume."
"Oh, is it?"
Ning Huanxin smiled embarrassingly: "My nose... doesn't seem to be very good, um, I have a cold!"
Jiang Lixing glanced at her and didn't say anything else, but when the crew finished work and went back to the small courtyard, Jiang Lixing's assistant gave Ning Huanxin a box of cold medicine before going to bed at night.
Back in that small room, lying on the single bed, Ning Huanxin stared at the box of cold medicine in a daze——
This is the cold medicine sent by the assistant sent by the national male god to my sister!
Is this the beginning of the rhythm of romance novels?
I really want to keep this box of cold medicine forever!
But... this was ten years ago.
Ning Huanxin's eyes gradually became serious, and even sharpened——
Here, it will not be the real past.
Should it be the illusory memory world?
If it was really the memory world, then whose memory did he enter?
"Ten years of life and death... two boundless."
Ning Huanxin sighed, put down the cold medicine in her hand, and muttered to herself in a low voice, this is a very famous word.And this mourning poem is used by the poet to mourn his dead wife.
"Ten years of life and death are boundless, unforgettable without thinking."
Ning Huanxin leaned against the wall beside her and recited the first line of the poem in full.
"A thousand miles of lonely graves, nowhere to speak is desolate."
At this time, a crisp female voice suddenly came from the other side of the wall. This is... Zhang Yan's voice?
Only then did Ning Huanxin remember that Zhang Yan lived next door to her, and there was only a wall between the two of them!
Well, the sound insulation of this wall is really not that good.
"Sister Ning, do you also like this poem by Su Shi?" On the other side of the wall, Zhang Yan's voice seemed very excited: "I also like this poem. I also have a complete collection of poems by Su Shi, which is on my bookshelf. Sister Ning can read it if she likes it."
"En." Ning Huanxin responded softly.
"It's getting late. I'm going to rest. Sister Ning, you should rest too. Good night."
Zhang Yan and Ning Huan said good night, and then there was no sound.
What a cheerful and likable little girl.
Ning Huanxin stood up at this time, and looked at the bookshelves on the other side of the room through the light that was not too bright.
The little girl really collected a lot of books.
Ning Huanxin walked slowly to the bookshelf. She didn't really like reading books, but in this weird place, no matter how big her heart was, she couldn't fall asleep, so she might as well read a book, maybe she would be hypnotized just by reading it.
【Everyone: ... 】
The books on the bookshelf are neatly arranged and standardized. It can be seen that Zhang Yan is really a book lover.
Ning Huanxin's fingers slid across the spine of each book, and suddenly she stopped and pulled out a book.
It turned out to be the collection of poems by Su Shi that Zhang Yan and himself mentioned!
The book is hardcover and limited edition, very exquisite and brand new, but the position of the placement seems to prove that the owner likes this book very much and often reads it.
There is also a bookmark in the book, the material of the bookmark is platinum, Ning Huanxin can tell at a glance that this bookmark is from a big brand, and it is difficult to buy.
This was definitely not bought by Zhang Yan herself, could it be a gift from someone else?
"Could it be someone from the film crew gave it to Zhang Yan?"
Ning Huanxin hesitated for a moment, but put the collection of poems back. Naturally, it was the master's favorite, so she didn't dare to look through it casually. If it was broken, all her current wealth would not be enough to pay for it!
(End of this chapter)
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