Qingqing suddenly began to play the second movement of Beethoven's "Pathétique Sonata" again, with steady fingers and a poignant melancholy. The sound of the rain outside the window blends into the music like a restless drumbeat, and the twilight is approaching, making the classroom even more bleak and desolate.

A shocking gloom spontaneously arose from her heart, and the poignant timbre imprinted the indescribable sadness in Xinyi's heart, Xinyi seemed to be assimilated with Qingqing, and she could feel her heart hurting.

Now Xinyi can't leave her alone.

"Qingqing ......" Xinyi was a little sad, but in order to overtake her, she had to break the casserole and ask, "Did something happen at the concert that made you hate?" ”

Qingqing was sad and scared, she stopped playing, she held her head in her hands, and said with a slight trembling: "No...... I don't know ......."

Ouyang Jinhui, who had been silent, said: "It's useless, if it's a memory that makes the spirit hateful, they will choose to forget it to reduce the pain." So ......" Ouyang Jinhui also pressed a long note on the piano key. "It is the job of the Grim Reaper to help the spirits recover their forgotten memories and help them ascend to heaven." ”

Outside the window, the rain gradually curtained, and the sky gradually darkened. I didn't have a clue for a while, so Xinyi told Qingqing that she would come to the classroom tomorrow morning to look for her. Although Ouyang Jinhui promised that the family would not make a move against Qingqing, the eldest lady seemed to be planning to observe to the end.

Anyway, even if Xinyi said, "You are not allowed to follow!" "Ouyang Jinhui won't listen to it.

When Xinyi returned to Jiayu's house, it was almost seven o'clock. Although the rain decreased, she rode all the way without an umbrella and was still drenched in the rain.

I opened the door with the key, quickly changed my shoes in the entrance, took off my socks and put them in my hands, and then walked to the living room, where the smell of hot pot wafted from the dining room, invigorating Xinyi's nerves.

"It smells so good."

Jiayu came out of the kitchen wearing an apron, saw her wet clothes, immediately put down the dishes in her hand and walked out, and said, "You came back in the rain like this?" None of your dormitory classmates have umbrellas? Why don't you call me so I can pick you up? ”

It hadn't rained since she was separated from her roommates...... And instead of running back to the dormitory to borrow an umbrella, you might as well ride home.

"I saw that the rain was light and I came back, so my hair and coat were wet from the rain, and it was nothing."

"Hurry up and take off your wet clothes." Jiayu grimaced.

Seeing her grinding, Jiayu simply took it off for her, and drove her to the bathroom to let her take a hot shower, while Jiayu turned around and went to the bedroom to get her pajamas.

Xinyi rinsed it briefly, the hot water warmed her whole body, swept away the haze drenched by the rain, and felt that the sky was clear in her heart. She turned off the shower, quickly dried the water, blew her hair dryer dry, changed into pajamas, and walked out of the bathroom.

Before the meal, Jiayu first asked Xinyi to drink a cup of banlan root powder to prevent colds.

has to let the patient take care of herself, Xinyi is really faceless.

"Jiayu, has your fever subsided?"

"The heat is down." He had been hanging needles for a day, otherwise how could he be so energetic at night.

Xinyi put her hand on his forehead suspiciously, "Huh? It's really not hot, what kind of panacea did you take? ”

Jiayu smiled silently, at this time someone knocked on the door, Jiayu turned around to open the door, and saw Wen Hui standing in front of the door with a big bag, baring his teeth and smiling: "My parents are not at home, you can pity me and let me eat." ”

"My house is not a relief station. But bringing a smug is a different story. ”

Wen Hui shook the handbag, "Muslims just cut mutton rolls and fat cows!" ”

Jiayu glanced at the bag, there were about three catties of meat. It turned out that he was another glutton, and after hanging the needle today, Jiayu came back by the way to buy Haidilao's hot pot ingredients, and Wen Hui has been thinking about this hot pot meal at night since then.

The door opened for him, "Come in." ”

Wen Hui changed his slippers in the hallway, and Jiayu walked to the kitchen with the bag. Xinyi sat on a stool and pulled the fish balls cooked in the pot with a colander spoon. Jia Yu saw that the second and third buttons of her pajamas were not buttoned, and her slender collarbones and fair skin were so exposed, she frowned, "Button the buttons." ”

"Who's coming?" Xinyi heard movement outside and turned her head to look at the living room.

"Hurry up!"

Xinyi hurriedly fastened the second and third buttons.

"The first one is buttoned up too."

…… Not necessarily, right? It's so uncomfortable to eat with your collar stuck in your throat.

"Don't." Xinyi stuck out her tongue in protest. It's not rude to open the first one, don't people outside wear it like this?

Wen Hui happened to hear their conversation, and thought to himself, dare to love now that Jiayu wears a coat and doesn't like to tie the button, it is influenced by his sister-in-law.

As a result, Xinyi still buttoned the button honestly, and now if she doesn't listen to him, she probably won't have any good fruit to eat at night. Thinking about his "punishment methods", it makes Xinyi want to cry without tears.

However, the atmosphere of their meal is quite pleasant. Jiayu is a delicate person, and the hot pot side dishes are prepared very richly, and most of them are Xinyi's favorite food, and they are also placed within her reach.

The beef and mutton were cooked, Jiayu got up and fished it out with a colander and put it all into a Xinyi bowl. Wenhui thought about it for an afternoon, so he said with a shy face: "Boss, you can also serve me some." ”

Jiayu then stirred a little in the pot with a colander, and saw it accurately, slipped to the bottom, and slowly fished up, and the movements were coherent and in one go, which was really in line with his identity as the son of the Han family.

Jiayu backhanded the food in the colander into Wen Hui's bowl, and Wen Hui was dumbfounded.

Sliced ginger.

"Eat quickly, you're welcome."

Xinyi shook her head and smiled, while Wen Hui burst into tears.

"Do you want me to clip it for you?"

"I'll come by myself, I'll come by myself!"

"Brother Hui is not an outsider, you can use your chopsticks for whatever you want to eat." lest they be rectified.

Although the hostess didn't treat Wen Hui as an outsider, she was still a little self-aware as a foodist, and Wen Hui, who cleaned up the tableware after the meal, naturally rushed to do it.

Mr. Han and Mrs. Han have always had a clear division of labor, you cook, I will wash the dishes. Since dinner was prepared by Jiayu, Xinyi took the initiative to wash the dishes. Wen Hui thought that Mr. Han would come to help Xinyi, but he didn't expect Mr. Han to lean against the kitchen door, eating cherry tomatoes, and watching them busy.

This is with Wen Hui, a helper, Mr. Han is really unkind, he really didn't treat him as an outsider.

"Sister-in-law, look, he didn't come to help, what else does such a man want him to do, take a break." Wen Hui put on an angry posture and fought for his sister-in-law.

"Bang-" The back of Wen Hui's head was suddenly hit by a half-bitten cherry tomato.

"Sister-in-law! You've got to take care of it. Wen Hui rubbed the back of his head and burst into tears again.

"Jiayu!"

"Slippery hands."

Pull it down, it's clearly deliberate.

"Bang-" Another one.

I think he's an eyesore. Wen Huipin came out, hurriedly helped clean up, and said, "Thank you for the hospitality, don't disturb your rest, goodbye" and hurriedly left.

Xinyi looked at the closed door and was stunned. “…… Has Brother Hui ever learned cross talk? is so articulate, and the words are clear, and the lips are ziplined. ”

Turning to look at Jiayu, his gaze was extremely soft. "I don't know if he can cross talk, but I can act in sketches."

That's amazing. "You can also act in sketches?"

Jiayu nodded, a hint of ridicule flashed in his eyes, "Of course." But acting in sketches all needs helpers. ”

Seeing him getting closer and closer to herself, Xinyi finally reacted and secretly scolded herself for being a stupid pig.

He chuckled and hugged Xinyi sideways, "I'll play you a 'Seven Captures and Seven Verticals'." ”

"You're enough! I'm going to be exhausted by you every day! ”

“…… Unafraid...... Tomorrow is Saturday, you can sleep in and make up for it......"

#￥%&！

Xinyi's protest has been swallowed up by Jiayu's passionate kiss.

If Jiayu's house is now a beautiful rose color of spring, then Ouyang's house can be said to be Yan Sù's gray.

Since listening to her sister's report, Ouyang Jinyu has been cold-faced, making the housekeeper and servants stunned and frightened.

Although the eldest young master usually doesn't smile, at least there is still a temperature on his expression. Right now...... The servants really felt the cold life of the Arctic.

Ouyang Jinhui was not frightened by her brother's cold face, and elegantly held a European-style teacup and tasted black tea. After a cup of tea, he lit the table with his hand and asked the maid to pour tea.

"Are you still in the mood for tea?" Ouyang Jinyu squinted at her sister.

"Brother, what are you angry about?"

Jinyu gasped and was aggressive: "Ah Hui, do you like Han Jiayu?" ”

Jinhui finally squirted tea very inelegantly, wiped her mouth with a handkerchief sadly, coughed and said, "Brother! Please don't joke when I drink tea, okay? "Like him? Ahh

"Heh, I don't like him, so I still help outsiders calculate your brother?"

Jinhui wiped her mouth, handed the handkerchief to the maid, and looked at her brother: "Why do you say this?" ”

"Are you embarrassed to ask me? That spirit in your school, if you don't notify me to deal with it, forget it, and give her to the Han family? You think your brother has removed too many spirits, so help the Han family balance it, right? ”

Admiring her brother's skin and smiling flesh, Jinhui picked up the full teacup, "Brother, you misunderstood me." Qingqing gave that girl my intentions. ”

Jin Yu raised her eyebrows, and Jin Hui continued to explain: "I also said before that Han Jiayu's biggest weakness is Wu Xinyi. As long as we master her, we can master Han Jiayu. Our family is on the safe side. ”

Although the Ouyang family did everything possible to eliminate the spirits, they were still far behind the progress of the Han family's ten thousand souls. Although I don't want to admit it, it's also a fact that my skills are not as good as others.

Jin Yu's expression eased slightly, and she called the housekeeper: "Lao Qiu, you go and write a check." "There are too many women in this world who see money.

"Brother, it's useless to use money. She will be with Han Jiayu, not because she likes the Han family's family background and property. ”

"What's that?"

"I don't know. It was also my first time coming into contact with such a person. I think she's ...... Really fun. Jinhui paused, "You know what? She dared to teach me a lesson today after learning my identity! It's not like those smugglers. I think Han Jiayu likes her so much, and it's because of this. ”

"So you gave her such a big bait as soon as it was fresh?"

Jin Hui sneered: "The bait is not attractive, how can the fish bite the hook?" I have to give her enough sugar to make her happy, so that she will not be wary of me, and she will be willing to do things for our Ouyang family. ”

And there is some truth to that.

It's just a spirit, and he Ouyang Jinyu can't afford to lose.

"If you mess up...... Jinyu also picked up her teacup, "spanking you." ”

Jinhui smiled on the surface, but she was a little empty in her heart. It seems that this Xinyi classmate often does not play cards according to the routine, which is different from the thinking mode of these children of their families......

Probably, probably, eighty percent...... No problem, right?

Jinhui secretly covered her hips.

God willing, there is no south and no south!