Chapter Twenty-Five: Undercurrent

"Spirited Away is like a thousand things, a lifetime and a couple............" Song Yichen looked at the words he wrote in a daze, and muttered in his mouth. There was a rare trace of stunnedness on his face, Wen Xiaoluo stood on the edge of the table with his chin resting on the table, a pair of round eyes looked at those big black characters curiously, and his eyes were full of puzzlement.

"Luo'er, do you know the meaning of this sentence?" Song Yichen came back to his senses, lowered his head and asked softly.

Wen Xiaoluo shook his head, and before he could speak, he heard a burst of laughter outside the window, and then saw Lu Yilou standing outside the window and said, "How can she understand, just a child." It's you...... I really admire that he can write such beautiful words at such a young age. ”

Song Yichen glanced at Lu Yilou lightly when he heard this, picked up the pen in his hand and continued to write on the rice paper, but he said in a salty and nonchalant manner: "If I remember correctly, you should still be lying on the bed to recuperate at this time, instead of eavesdropping on my words here." ”

Lu Yilou raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and did not answer Song Yichen's words, but said instead: "When I first saw you, I was puzzled about your identity, so I couldn't help but send someone to investigate. The results are really surprising, don't you want to know what I found? ”

The pen in Song Yichen's hand paused, but there was no change on his face. Lu Yilou couldn't help but think of what Song Yichen said to Wen Xiaoluo on the day he was in the temple, and then glanced at Wen Xiaoluo, who was obviously different from ordinary people, and the doubts in his heart were even worse. According to Song Yichen's cold temperament, unchanging ability, and amazing talent, it would not be much of a surprise that he could sit in that position. But what he is more curious about now is the matter between Song Yichen and the girl in front of him.

He had heard something about this child from Zhu'er, if this child had been with Song Yichen since he was a child, with Song Yichen's precocious temperament, it would not be impossible to fall in love over time. But...... According to what Zhu'er said, Song Yichen can be said to have never seen Wen Xiaoluo before this. So where does such deep affection come from?

"I know what you have found, the Wind and Rain Pavilion has existed for many years, and I know astronomy and geography, and I am involved in three religions and nine streams, and all the pieces are involved in hundreds of schools. It can be described as omniscient, omniscient. What's so strange about you knowing who I really am? Song Yichen's tone did not have the slightest fluctuation, and the things he narrated seemed to have nothing to do with him.

Although Lu Yilou has been with Song Yichen for a short time, he knows a little bit about his temperament. But now that I heard Song Yichen say this, I was still a little surprised in my heart. Even if he is an adult man, such an identity will not be so calm if it is known by outsiders. Song Yichen was so shocked and unchanging, he really couldn't let people look at him as a child.

Lu Yilou couldn't help but reach out and rub his chin, and said with a smile after a moment: "Since I am telling you this now, I will not tell others about you." ”

Song Yichen put down the pen in his hand and said nothing. Instead, he pulled up Wen Xiaoluo, who had a bored face, and walked towards the door, Lu Yilou hurriedly chased after him when he saw this, but as soon as he moved, he was involved in the wound on his body, and he immediately grinned in pain.

It has been a few days since he came to Liangjing, but the weather is not very good, so Song Yichen has not taken Wen Xiaoluo out to play in the past few days. Although it was cold today, the sun was just right, so it was suitable for going out. Wear a little warmer, and there is nothing either.

"Pearl, bring Luo'er's cloak."

"Yes, young master." Zhu'er bowed in response, then turned around and walked into the room, took out Wen Xiaoluo's cloak, and wanted to put it on Wen Xiaoluo.

"I'll come." Song Yichen took the cloak, squatted down, and personally put it on for Wen Xiaoluo. The slender fingers are flexible into the laces of the cape, and the fingertips do not have a trace of calluses. This kind of hand is a little more tender than that of ordinary women, and at first glance it is a hand that only a noble person can have.

When Lu Yilou walked around, he couldn't help but squint his eyes when he saw Song Yichen's hand. An inexplicable look flashed in his eyes, but it disappeared for a moment.

"Is this going out?"

"Hmm."

Lu Yilou raised his eyebrows and smiled when he heard this: "After so many days, I finally gave up, don't blame me for talking too much, you can't do this." This person is like a bird, if you keep it in a golden cage and accidentally fly out one day, the jackals, tigers and leopards outside will not be swallowed by anyone. If this is wild, maybe it can survive......" Lu Yilou glanced at Song Yichen as he spoke, and the meaning of his words was self-evident.

Song Yichen didn't speak, just glanced at Lu Yilou lightly, and suddenly sneered: "I'm going to be so spoiled by her, and I have made all the plans in my heart." ”

Lu Yi was stunned for a moment, and then laughed and said, "All the plans? I still said in my heart that you are mature and calm, but now it seems that you are still a little naΓ―ve......" Lu Yilou's words did not speak, and Song Yichen's eyes were like a knife, lying across his throat, making him unable to say a word.

That kind of look seems to have no other feelings, but when I look at the soles of your feet like this, I can't help but feel a chill that goes straight to the bottom of my heart...... Lu Yilou couldn't help but shudder, it was too comfortable to recuperate during this time, making him seem to have forgotten his vigilance. Although the person in front of him is a child, he is not an ordinary child......

"The weather is really good today......" Lu Yilou pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled reluctantly.

Song Yichen nodded, retracted his eyes, and then hugged Wen Xiaoluo and said, "Brother took Luo'er out for a walk today." ”

In the past, Wen Xiaoluo must have been very happy when he heard this, but at this moment, Wen Xiaoluo pursed his mouth, and the words unhappy were written all over his face.

Song Yichen was a little surprised, and asked in a soft voice, "What's wrong with Luo'er?" ”

He ...... Marry...... Begging for ......" Wen Xiaoluo couldn't speak completely, so he was a little anxious, and he didn't finish what he wanted to say for half a while, and his anxious tears began to fall down.

Song Yichen took out his hand to gently wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes for Wen Xiaoluo, and said, "Luo'er said slowly, brother, listen, don't worry." ”

Wen Xiaoluo choked twice, nodded immediately when he heard the words, and then said in a dumb voice: "Begg...... Detest...... He...... He ......"

"Me?" Looking at Wen Xiaoluo pointing at his little hand, Lu Yilou's face was puzzled, this kid seemed to like himself quite a lot when he was in the temple, why did he say that he hated himself today? It seems that the face has changed too quickly......