The moon comes to take pictures

The gatekeeper didn't stay long, and avoided it winkingly.

Ning Ruichen said embarrassingly, "Just treat it as...just help me."

After a while, Yuan Junyu turned around: "You can tell me to see anyone, but I won't go to this person."

Ning Ruichen could tell that Yuan Junyu didn't want to go back to that memory of Jiangyin, and didn't want to become a wandering actor again.

"You just read a few pages of the manuscript," Ning Ruichen muttered, "Can you lose a piece of meat?"

"Brother Yu...you turn around..."

Ning Ruichen murmured, rubbed his vermilion cloud-toed shoes two steps forward, carefully observed his expression from the side.

"If this trouble continues, after all, I am at the door of the house."

"You can agree to anything I ask of you?" In desperation, Yuan Junyu couldn't choose what to say: "Then if he wants to take me away, can you agree?"

"This, this is..." Ning Ruichen hated his hypocrisy for a moment, and he didn't give a decent answer for a long time, but he firmly grasped Yuan Junyu's cuff, "It's not the same, old man I came to Nanjing from afar, just for a manuscript, you can take a look at it anyway..."

He was sending out that useless kindness again, but it was not because of Yuan Junyu. Thinking of this, Yuan Junyu was a little annoyed: "Why is it different? People always push their feet, let him enjoy the sweetness like that, why don't you take it as a reason?" Threat?" He paused for a moment, but his expression became indifferent, and the topic changed: "Forget it, we have to leave anyway."

A wooden hairpin was suddenly stuffed into Ning Ruichen's hand, it was given to him when he caught up with Yuan Junyu in the alley that day.

"Aren't you also blackmailing me?" It wasn't a valuable item, Ning Ruichen was wronged by what he said, and threw the hairpin into a small nursery on the side of the road: "If you don't go, you won't go, saying that these things are annoying !"

I can't say why, seeing his unfeeling for the first time, Ning Ruichen was depressed.

"Not happy?"

Yuan Junyu knew that she had said it, so she held his face flatteringly and rubbed it.

Even the brothers didn't rub their faces like this. Ning Ruichen dodged it wearily, turned his pair of vermilion cloud-toed shoes in one direction, flicked his sleeves angrily, and walked towards the back garden: "Don't mess with me."

"It makes you unhappy, and I feel uncomfortable too," Yuan Junyu reluctantly followed him slowly, "It's a big deal, I just collect those books, and save him from making trouble all day long."

Ning Ruichen kept his head in suspense, and Yuan Junyu continued to heat up: "Take the things, what else can I say. Maybe the time and place are right, so it's better to just leave with him and wander outside than I am here Guess your heart."

This is a blatant threat, but the authorities are obsessed, Ning Ruichen frowned, with a bit of a young master's temper in his eyes: "You don't allow it!"

"You've seen it too, he's crazy, he can't say anything?" Yuan Junyu knew that he had calmed down, and she held his shoulders, as if confiding in her heart: "I'm afraid that you will be soft-hearted, so let me let you go." out."

He spoke so contemptuously, as if he was a commodity, Ning Ruichen looked down at the moiré pattern on his shoes: "No, I always turn to you at all times."

When others say this, it may be frivolous, but Ning Ruichen is different, he promises everything.Yuan Junyu paused for a while, as if he didn't take it seriously: "What are you kidding me about?"

Ning Ruichen never coaxed people, so he looked at him inexplicably: "Coax?"

With just this one glance, Yuan Junyu was really grasped.

"You throw a peach, of course I will return it with a plum..." Yuan Junyu was full of thoughts, gently stroking the top of his hair, "It's just for you, making such an exception."

It's not like giving in, but Ning Ruichen didn't realize it was wrong.He wanted to put on a stern look, but he couldn't help but pursed his lips and smiled: "I knew you were not a hard-hearted person."

Qin You was squatting at the gate of the Cardamom Pavilion, and the few passers-by who came and went would inevitably cast a glance.

"What are you looking at..." He glanced at the door of the Cardamom Pavilion again, "When I am in the future, I won't be able to eat you, so just walk around!"

He muttered furtively, completely unaware that the door opened behind him, and a voice sounded, startling him.

"Hey, you." He was a very strong man, Tan You had made a fuss, and now he didn't dare to do anything wrong.The strong man sized him up and said impatiently, "Your books, bring them in."

"What are you doing!" Qin You seemed to be facing an enemy.

"Didn't you want to give ginseng to others? Here—" the strong man opened the door, and Yuan Junyu stood in front of the clusters of flowers on the screen wall, looking at him with eyes like peach petals, without saying a word.

"Come on, don't be coy!" The strong man snatched the book that Tan You was clinging to tightly, and before he could say a few words, the door was re-bolted.

"Wait!" Qin You slammed the door, "After reading it, there must be an answer!"

There was a moment of silence inside, and a casual dismissal came: "Wait for an hour! After reading it, I want to write... a commentary for you!"

annotation!Qin You's eyes lit up, as if he had taken a reassurance, he rubbed his palms, and the hunger in his abdomen disappeared without a trace.He didn't sit or stand for a while, this "commentary" scratched his heart, and he was anxious, but at the same time he thought about how the bosom friend in the high wall read every word of his painstaking efforts, whether it was admiration or regret Talented?Thinking of the beauty, I can't help laughing foolishly.

From day to night, Tan You didn't realize it, and sat against the wall, dreaming.

When you were on the lamp, you could see the ripples of the Qinhuai River from a distance. Qin You couldn't help but put his ear on the wall, listening carefully to the movement there.

Maybe it was because of sincerity, but he really heard it, it seemed to be the sound of a child's footsteps, coming this way, and while walking, he also entrusted something: "Take this out, the one from Gardener Yuan... ..."

Qin You clapped his palms and turned around in circles. After a while, the door of the Cardamom Pavilion opened. It was the same man who handed the book to him: "Go back, it's all written."

It was too dark in front of the Cardamom Pavilion, and Qin You couldn't see clearly, so he said shyly, "Is there a light..."

"No!" The man shoved him, "If you want to see it, go farther and borrow the light from those shops!"

"If you don't borrow it, you don't borrow it. What's the matter..." Tan You muttered, turned around with a flick of his sleeves, and stepped onto the stone bridge over the water.He was reprimanded like this, but he lost his temper. Holding his book happily, he walked all the way to the shops on the banks of the Qinhuai River.

In the brightly lit bustling city, where there was laughter and laughter on the pleasure boat, Qin You recklessly stood on tiptoe, like a thief, flipping through the book under the lantern of a restaurant.

empty?Tan You became suspicious, and turned several pages in succession. There were only the words that he himself regarded as a masterpiece. How could there be any commentary?

He puffed up his eyes, he didn't believe in evil anymore, and turned to the end, there were really a few more words.

On the last page of the brochure bound online, there are a few rather chic characters outlined with a red pen.

Qin You was dazzled with joy, and with the help of the flickering lights in the shop, he saw those words clearly, and suddenly stood up straight, with a surge of anger rushing into his throat, he bent over and spat out a pool of stinky blood with a "wow".After vomiting, he fell on the ground for a long time before getting up. His back seemed to be broken, and he couldn't stand up straight. He clutched his chest and wailed miserably, threw the booklet into the Qinhuai River, and left in a frenzy on the street.

The book fell off the thread and scattered into thousands of papers, floating in the river.

The boatman who was rowing the scull passed by, and saw the floating in the water, and a piece of white paper with pale ink marks floating under the star lamp, which looked like a flying dragon and a phoenix, which was a good painting.Inevitably, he took a closer look, and after a long while, laughed out loud.

The above Zhu Wenfei is flying, and what is written is not a splendid article, it is clearly the eight heartless characters of "I don't understand, I don't know a penny".

The author says:

Hello everyone, I am going to retreat again for the professional title exam in April.