Da Deyun

It was a very gloomy day. It rained heavily all night and the sunrise was not seen yet. The sky at noon was as gray and dreary as it was going to be at night. The rain came and went without stopping. The taste of cool autumn.

Yuxi was originally resting at home today, and it happened to be cloudy when there was no schoolwork. She used to like staying in the room on cloudy and rainy days when she was a child, listening to the sound of raindrops beating flowers and leaves outside.Now I always want to run to the academy.

The mother was worried and didn't let her go out, but she begged her for a long time. She worked too hard, and everyone always made fun of her: This Yufu is about to produce a lady!

She didn't care about it, she passed the deafness after hearing it, and went to the academy with a smile on her face.

The students lived in the academy, and when they seldom had class breaks, they would diligently go to the Zangshu Pavilion to read ancient books, or seek advice from the gentlemen.

Yuxi is relieved.There is no need to avoid those seniors who love to tease her; since I know the story between our young master Qin and her, I will laugh at her and tease her when I see Tianer, or tease the young master if she is not around.

When I got off the bus in front of the academy gate, the rain stopped for a while, and it started to drizzle as soon as I got to Qitang; Yuxi raised her hand, blocked it with her cuff, and accelerated her pace to pass Qitang to Beiyuan Qingxiao Pavilion .

He stood still before going out, shook his sleeves, and wiped the mist from the side of his face: Then he opened the door lightly, and walked up to the second floor with his skirt in his hands.

I don't know how many times I have walked these steps recently. .But every time I walk, I feel so far away, maybe because I look forward to it in my heart, one step is also far away.

When he went upstairs, he was lying on his side on the bamboo chair bed and fell asleep, his eyelashes were trembling slightly, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and his lips were tightly pursed.

Yuxi squatted down and looked at her chin, a little helpless; how could she be so unhappy even falling asleep?How many things are on my mind...

It doesn't matter if we met late, at least I won't feel sorry for you when you went through the wind and rain. Now it's enough to make you happy.

Thinking of this, she smiled again with crooked eyebrows, raised her hand and gently tried to pull the thin quilt around his waist, this rainy season is the easiest time to get sick.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he moved, he suddenly opened his eyes and grabbed her hand.

Yuxi was taken aback. .The two looked at each other.

Immediately around his arm, he pulled Yuxi into his arms and nestled on her chest.

She should have been shyly happy, but she frowned sadly. ——I don't know how disturbed I am, that I can't even fall asleep so securely, and wake up with a start when I move.

"Did you bother?" she said.

But she felt a smile coming from the top of her head. Even if she didn't look up, she could still imagine in her mind that the corner of his mouth was hooked, and he had the vigor of a teenager and a naughty ruffian.

"Why did you come here?" He put one hand around her shoulders, rubbed her slightly cold hand with the other, put it on his heart to warm it, and said, "It's so cold..."

"I'll come if I want to." She smiled, raised her head to look at him, and said deliberately: "Aren't you happy?"

He smiled, blinked his eyes and felt helpless, rubbed her forehead hair, followed her words, and said: "I planned to visit Wanxi courtyard at night."

"Fuck you!" Yuxi rolled his eyes at him, with a smile that couldn't be hidden, and said: "If you didn't come in pretending to be a doctor, you really think that the gate of my Yujia is not locked?"

"Then what's the matter?" He smiled, rubbed his little hairy head on his chest, and said solemnly: "Sooner or later, I will have the key."

"Who gave you the key..." Yuxi muttered, not looking at him.

It was just a joke, but he took it seriously, grabbed her shoulders and lifted her up, their eyes met.

Yuxi blushed, and put her hand on his shoulder, controlling her strength for fear that it would hit his lips if she let go.

He looked very serious, frowned slightly, put his arms around her waist, and asked: "I really don't give it..."

Look at this little grievance.She didn't dare to make a joke, for fear that the fool would think too much when she turned around.

With a downcast smile, he swept his thick and slender eyelashes with his fingertips, and said, "I'm at your house."

He raised his eyebrows and smiled, as bright as stars and as bright as the moon in the sky.With a heavy arm, he held her tighter and said, "Our home."

is our home.

It's great that they met at the most suitable age, and the two fell in love with each other. .Make a white head promise.

I remember an ancient poem: I think about you every day without seeing you, and drink the water of the Yangtze River together.

Now I feel: I see you every day and miss you, and enjoy the white moonlight together.

Yuxi bent over and staggered a little, just leaning against his ear, and said: "I want to hear you sing."

He turned his head, put his head on her forehead, smelled the fragrance of flowers in her hair, and said with a smile: "You are a little dragon girl, you can sing much better than me." Her voice is indeed good, and the master praised it every day, Everyone envied her before, but now they all envy Qin Xiaoxian; such a good girl. .I have been with him for the rest of my life, and the two of them raised their eyebrows together and lived together forever.

His voice is very different from the boy's flying appearance, it's very deep, and sometimes it's obviously a cheerful song, but listening to him sing it also feels sad.

Yuxi didn't speak, but just rubbed against his neck, as if she was tired.

He hugged him tighter again, and sang in a low voice: "Memories are engraved in my heart like a blade, and I will never forget you the day I first saw you in this life. The hair on the temples is stained with snow, and the white head is inseparable."

Yuxi Yile, never heard such a light and affectionate tune, asked: "What song is this?"

It was he who sang and played by himself again.

But he was very serious, turned his head to meet her pupils, and said: "What I want to say to you."

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can you hear me?my heart beats. ~.