Song Yichen walked fast, he has always been indifferent and calm, it can be said that it is the first time he has shown such a look in front of outsiders, which is enough to prove that what Wen Xiaoluo said at that time hit him heavily. He always thought that Wen Xiaoluo hated him because he had him in his heart, but when she really said that sentence, he knew that everything was just his own passion......

"Husband, ......" Xia Lingxin followed closely behind Song Yichen, with a worried look between her eyebrows. At this moment, she didn't think about Song Yichen's feelings for Wen Xiaoluo, but she was really distressed when she saw Song Yichen like this. She is actually a year older than Song Yichen, and now she really feels sorry for Song Yichen. even thought that if she could, how good it would be if she could bear those things instead of Song Yichen.

"What are you doing with it?" Song Yichen stopped under the locust tree, and said in a stoic and hoarse voice.

I ...... "I'm worried about you...... Xia Lingxin didn't dare to say it, she had been taught strictly since she was a child, and these words were absolutely unspeakable.

"Come and see my jokes?" Song Yichen snorted coldly and said with a smile. Xia Lingxin hurriedly shook her head when she heard this, but when she thought about it, Song Yichen couldn't see it with her back to her, so she explained in a panic: "No...... I am...... I am ......" This is the first time that Xia Lingxin has been in such close contact with Song Yichen in so many days, coupled with Song Yichen's tone, she was so nervous for a while, and she didn't even know what to say.

"Okay, you don't have to say it, I know...... You're worried about me. Song Yichen smiled bitterly, and after saying this, he turned to look at Xia Lingxin. He has always seen people very accurately, a woman like Xia Lingxin is gentle and kind...... It's very similar to He Yuyan, who was framed to death by him at the beginning......

"It would be nice if she cared about me half as much as you did......" Song Yichen looked at Xia Lingxin in a bit of a trance and muttered.

Who she was referring to was self-evident. Xia Lingxin's heart ached slightly, but she tried to comfort Song Yichen with a smile on her face: "Sister Luo'er...... She's still young, and she'll understand it later...... The ...... of her husband's feelings"

Song Yichen shook his head, the corners of his mouth full of bitterness. Didn't say anything more. The footsteps left a little vainly. If she wasn't her, maybe it would really be like what Xia Lingxin said. Even if you don't like it now, it's good for her, maybe one day she will understand...... But. How is this possible......

Wen Xiaoluo lay on the bed and tossed and turned, without a trace of sleep. Song Yichen's sad eyes always lingered in her mind when she left, as if she was stunned, and they kept hovering in her mind. The more I tried to forget it, the clearer it became. She didn't understand. Why did Song Yichen make that expression. She obviously didn't owe him anything, why did he look like she had hurt him. Obviously he was the one to blame......

Since that day, Wen Xiaoluo has not seen Song Yichen again. Obviously, I used to come every day, but it had been several days, and I had never seen Song Yichen's figure......

Wen Xiao's sunset is as usual, and her favorite thing is always to fight and kill the enemy. If she has the opportunity, she will never let go of the opportunity to kill the enemy. So now, whenever she has free time, she will study the art of war. It's the same today, let her keep herself busy, and she won't think about many things.

"What's wrong?" No matter how attentive Wen Xiaoluo is. I really can't ignore the beads with a look of indignation on her face.

Zhu'er's mouth was raised high, and she looked like she had been wronged and couldn't vent. From Zhu'er serving Wen Xiaoluo to the present, Zhu'er has been sincerely good to Wen Xiaoluo. Therefore, in Wen Xiaoluo's heart, he has always regarded Zhu'er as his own. Now that Zhu'er has made it clear that she is being bullied, she can't let it go. So he put down the book in his hand, Wen Xiaoluo asked Zhu'er, "What's wrong?" ”

Zhu'er glanced at Wen Xiaoluo aggrievedly, pouted, but didn't say anything. Wen Xiaoluo frowned when he saw this, and couldn't help but say, "Say it." You can't help it if you don't say it. Say it, maybe I can do something for you. ”

"It's not Xiao Mo's dead girl! In the past few days, the young master has lived in the main courtyard, and he has always been arrogant to me, and he looks at me every day......, and he looks at me every day, "The more Zhu'er said the words in the back, the lighter he became. She was angry for a while, but she told what she had deliberately concealed in the past few days! That day, she blinked her eyes and thought that Wen Xiaoluo might have said that because she was shy, it was impossible for her to have no feelings for Song Yichen. And Song Yichen has been in the main courtyard for the past few days, and if Wen Xiaoluo knows about it, he will definitely be sad.

Wen Xiaoluo's lips unconsciously pursed into a straight line when he heard this, but his expression was still as indifferent as water. I only heard her say: "It's okay, I will naturally help you out of anger in this matter...... As for the rest, don't think about it. ”

After Wen Xiaoluo finished speaking, he picked up the book of soldiers and continued to read. A qiē is no different from usual, if you ignore the military book she took the opposite......

Zhu'er couldn't help but be happy when she saw it, obviously she was still angry just now. After a moment, he immediately smiled.

"The slave went out first!" The tone was very cheerful, and Rao Shiwen Xiaoluo's reaction was slow, and at this time he also found that something was wrong with Zhu'er. Why did you get so happy all of a sudden? Unable to figure out why, Wen Xiaoluo looked at Zhu'er's distant back suspiciously.

Song Yichen didn't know what he was busy with these days, and he went out early and returned late every day. But because tomorrow is his birthday, he didn't leave the house today, and stayed in the house to learn calligraphy. Now Song Yichen has to practice calligraphy for an hour every day, so that he can calm down and not repeat the mistakes of his previous life. Zhu'er took advantage of Xia Lingxin's time when they left the mansion and quietly knocked on Song Yichen's door......

Wen Xiaoluo's martial arts practice has not improved in the past few days, and he and Song Yichen are in the Cold War period, so the time to rest in the past few days is much earlier. It's the same today, I went to bed early. When he was in a daze, he suddenly felt that someone was coming, and after a burst of Suosuo's voice, a familiar breath lingered on the tip of Wen Xiaoluo's nose. I wanted to open my eyes, but my eyelids were so heavy that I soon fell asleep again...... Power is a dream......

"It's time to wake up, it's time for the sun to rise......" The gentle voice as water echoed in Wen Xiaoluo's ears, and the warm breath drilled into her ears, crispy and numb, making Wen Xiaoluo open his eyes suddenly.

"Why are you here!" Wen Xiaoluo was taken aback, it turned out that yesterday was not a dream!

Song Yichen seemed to be in a good mood, and chuckled lightly when he heard Wen Xiaoluo's words, and then kissed her forehead under Wen Xiaoluo's surprised eyes, and said softly: "Why don't I ...... here" (to be continued. )