CHAPTER XXXI

I was drunk

What's even worse is that she talks and laughs with other men, she wants to fall in love, what does it matter to him? He was alone yesterday, so upset?

But he was just not happy, and his chest was stuffy as if it was being pressed by something.

Ye Lin pursed her lips and looked sideways at Ling Xiao - she bought a bamboo flute a few days ago, and it seemed that she was quite satisfied, and she habitually carried it with her wherever she went.

He knew that she had a small habit of turning her pen, but her weapons were really a bit dazzling in this era and were not suitable for carrying around, which made her very anxious and unaccustomed to it for a while. Now that I have bought a flute, it is barely similar to a pen, and it is better than nothing to play around.

The atmosphere in the car was a little quiet, Shi Jun didn't dare to interject at will, only turned on the stereo, chose the type that the boss liked, lowered his voice and played soothing English songs, while driving the car seriously, he couldn't help but secretly look at the back seat of the car from the rearview mirror.

Then he saw that the little girl suddenly reached out and grabbed Ye Lin's wrist.

Shi Jun was stunned, almost didn't notice the red light at the intersection, and hurriedly braked.

Ye Lin glanced at the assistant who had always driven steadily with some surprise, but he only felt that the soft and slender fingers stayed at his wrist for a moment and quickly let go.

He was inexplicably a little lost.

"Not sick." Ling Xiao withdrew his hand, groaned for a moment, and quickly raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "That's because you have something on your mind, so you have insomnia?" ”

You can't hide anything...... Ye Lin glanced at her and said a vague "um" without explaining much.

Ling Xiao was the same as usual, he didn't ask any questions, and the old god was playing with his head down.

Ye Lin leaned on the back of the chair a little sleepily and closed his eyes to make up for sleep.

It's just that...... I'm tired, but I'm still so energetic that I can't sleep.

He's inexperienced, but he's not stupid, and some things are ...... It's not like you can't figure it out. Even if it wasn't clear at first, I thought about it all night yesterday, and it should have been clear a long time ago.

But she was only sixteen years old, and she was only a little girl—and reason was constantly reminding herself of that.

That's the law now, didn't you hear her say that she can marry at the age of fifteen? Where does she look like an ignorant little girl? -- Another voice retorted unwillingly.

Ye Lin had a little headache, and quietly squinted slightly and opened his eyes, and quietly glanced at Ling Xiao.

She was reading a novel while holding her mobile phone, and at the same time habitually turning the flute in her hand.

Ye Lin took a deep breath.

Shi Jun's hand holding the steering wheel couldn't help but shake again - in the rearview mirror, Ye Lin seemed to have fallen asleep, closed his eyes and unconsciously tilted his body, hung his head and leaned on the shoulder of the little girl called "Ling Xiao". The little girl seemed to be slightly stunned, turned her head to look at him, but didn't say anything, didn't do anything, just sat calmly playing with her mobile phone, and he leaned on herself, but the flute in her hand didn't know when it had stopped.

……

The three of them came to see the wood this time.

At Shen Qing's urging, Ling Xiao participated in the festival's calligraphy and painting competitions, but declined the competition on the grounds that she did not have a suitable instrument at hand.

A while ago, she was lucky enough to buy this flute, but she had already missed the registration time for the competition. Shen Qing regretted this for a long time, but she didn't mind too much, but she spent more time on finding the qin.

In fact, Ling Xiao has been looking for a long time - the guqins of this year, the price of several thousand yuan are all factory qins, not to mention Ling Xiao, even many beginners are unwilling to settle; The handmade piano is five digits, and those who can get into Ling Xiao's eyes are all famous people, not to mention hundreds of thousands.

The price of hundreds of thousands, Ye Lin can afford it, but she can't ask for it.

So she thought about it, and it was best to cut a piano by herself-she was good at both piano skills and natural craftsmanship, so it was natural that she could cut the piano.

She asked Ye Lin to keep an eye on the old wood for her, and Ye Lin explained it to the assistant. Shi Jun had the news, and the three of them set off immediately.

The journey is a bit long, I set off in the morning, got off at noon, had lunch and rested for a while, and finally arrived at the destination at two or three o'clock in the afternoon.

The destination is Shi Jun's hometown - the old wood is not difficult to find, but it is not easy to find the well-preserved old wood, and Shi Jun thinks about it, and only the old wooden house is the most likely. It's just that even the conditions in the countryside are not much worse now, and there are still brick houses, iron doors, air conditioners, and computers. If you still live in a wooden house, it has to be a more remote place.

Such a coincidence - Shi Jun walked out of such a small village.

A few days ago, he received a phone call from his father, saying that in recent years, the family's conditions have gradually improved, and he plans to tear down the wooden house and build a new small bungalow -- as long as the countryman has land, he can build a three- or four-story "small villa" by himself, and the cost is sometimes not as good as buying a bathroom in a big city.

Then he suddenly remembered the task that his previous boss had assigned him to do.

Shi Jun hasn't been home for a long time, and his parents have been looking forward to it when he finally arrives home. The Shi family's parents are honest people, and they knew that their son's boss was coming, so they were originally very nervous and cramped, but later saw that Ye Lin and Ling Xiao had a normal attitude and were not domineering, so they finally felt a little more comfortable and took the two of them to see the wood.

Ye Lin didn't understand this, and followed Ling Xiao quietly, watching her look at the half-dismantled beams and pillars with a focused expression, tapping with his fingers, and brushing them one by one.

The wood of the qin should be light, loose and transparent - so the old wood is the best, and because the wood has been aged and the smoke has been exhausted, the sound is more and more rich and clear.

Ling Xiao had a cheerful temper, and quickly chose two large pieces of wood - one paulownia and one fir.

In fact, most of the qin is made of paulownia and catalpa, but this piece of fir is really good, Ling Xiao thought about it, and he had some other plans.

Ye Lin negotiated the price with the Shi family's parents and agreed to find someone to transport it in a few days.

The distance was a bit far, Shi Jun drove for most of the day too hard, and Ye Lin considered that he hadn't been home for a long time, so after asking Ling Xiao, he simply decided to stay for one night before leaving.

……

The farmer rested early at night, but it was only ten o'clock, and it was already silent.

Ye Lin hesitated for a long time, but in the end he couldn't hold back, and walked out of the room lightly, walking towards the place where he parked.

The car was parked under a tree not far behind the Shi family's house. The tree looked very old—the trunk was so thick that it took several people to hug it, and even the branches looked thick and strong.

Ye Lin walked under the tree and reached into his pocket to touch the key - suddenly something fell from the sky, Ye Lin almost subconsciously dodged and reached out to pick it up.

It's a little cake.

Ye Lin was stunned, raised his head, and then saw a little girl sitting among the branches of the tree, drinking wine while turning the flute in her hand.

"Looking for something to eat when you're hungry?" Ling Xiao looked down at him. Knowing that she was going to come to the country, she changed into her jeans after dinner this morning, and sat in a tree with her legs dangling.

Ye Lin felt a little embarrassed about this topic, so he responded vaguely and changed the topic: "Where did you get the cake and wine?" ”

"I was going to take it with me on the road." Ling Xiao didn't care, threw away the small wine jar casually, tilted his head and asked him, "Come up and sit for a while?" ”

Ye Lin looked up at her, thought about it, and nodded.

The next moment, there was a soft "bang", and the little girl suddenly jumped down from such a high branch without hesitation. Before he could get nervous, he suddenly felt a tightness around his waist and his feet were empty all of a sudden.

"Afraid of heights?" Ling Xiao took him to the tree and sat down, withdrew his hand from his waist, and looked at him with a smile, "Take a sip of wine to suppress the shock?" ”

"What is there to be afraid of." Ye Lin coughed lightly, but he didn't look down at the ground, nor did he look at the wine jar she had just drunk in her hand, "I'm ......"

Before he could finish his sentence, there was a sudden "cooing" sound—a clear sound in the silence of the night.

Ye Ershao froze suddenly, and his handsome face turned red.

Ling Xiao couldn't hold back, burst out laughing, and raised his chin at him: "Eat." ”

The dinner was actually quite good, and the Shi family and his wife were very hospitable, and they had made it as rich and thoughtful as possible. Ling Xiao had suffered in the past, and he was not very picky about eating, and he didn't care; Ye Lin is not picky, but the Shi family's taste is too heavy, he has always eaten lightly, he is not very comfortable for a while, he doesn't eat much for dinner, and at this time he is indeed hungry, so he sneaked out to the car to find food.

Ye Lin felt ashamed, and ate the cake alone with his head down.

Ling Xiao seemed to feel a little funny, leaning aside and staring at him with his chin propped up.

The trees were not spacious in the first place, and at this time, the two people sitting became more and more crowded, almost close together.

The close distance made Ye Lin feel a little happy, and she couldn't help but be a little nervous, plus she looked at herself so directly, she only felt that her face was hotter all of a sudden. Fortunately, it was night and the light was dim, which made him feel a little more relaxed, and he coughed low again and broke the silence:

"Still not sleeping so late? What kind of pairing is this to drink and eat cake here? ”

"It's not a match, I just like it." Ling Xiao raised her eyebrows, not caring - the leaves of the trees in November had fallen a lot, and the moonlight between the branches shone in on her face, the phoenix eyes became narrower and longer, and the eyebrows flew into the temples, showing a kind of bewitchment beyond her age.

Ye Lin was actually a little stunned for a while, looking at her in a daze, speechless.

After a long time, what broke the silence again was a sneeze from Ye Lin.

In the countryside in November, it is indeed very cold.

Tonight - it seems like a shame to do anything.

Ye Ershao rubbed his nose vigorously, thinking a little self-defeatingly.

Ling Xiao laughed, and then a small wine jar was handed to him: "It's cold, take a sip of wine to warm up." ”

She's just ...... I drank wine from this jar. Ye Lin didn't know if Ling Xiao didn't realize this matter at all, and reasoned that he should refuse, but ...... He turned his head sideways to look at the little girl's lips, which were becoming more and more rosy from drinking, and hesitated for a moment, but he still couldn't speak, took the wine, and poured it up.

When I took a sip of wine, I felt like a warm current was surging up all over my body.

Ling Xiao had already taken the wine jar back, raised his head and took a sip, took a sip of it, and suddenly laughed.

"Laughing at what?" Ye Lin asked her, but her eyes never looked at the wine jar.

"Thinking of a poem," Ling Xiao turned his flute, stretched his arms, bent his legs and leaned carelessly on the branches that looked a little fragile, and raised the wine jar in agreement, "The two of them sat on the mountain and the flowers bloomed, cup after cup." ”

Ye Lin's liberal arts are average, and she didn't find any traces of this poem in her memory, thinking that she casually recited a limerick poem to entertain herself, and immediately felt a little funny: "I don't read much, don't lie to me, what kind of poem is this?" ”

Ling Xiao was not angry, raised his eyebrows and laughed, raised his voice slightly, and said lazily: "I am drunk and sleeping, and I will go, the Ming Dynasty intends to hold the qin." ”

As she read it, she casually flipped the jar of wine, and when she finished reading the two lines of poetry, she had already tilted her head, carried the jar and poured a sip of wine—she didn't drink it close to the mouth of the jar, but just picked it up and poured it with her head up, and a few drops of wine splashed out and wet her chin, and then slowly snaked down her fair and beautiful chin, and finally gathered together a little bit and did not enter her neckline.

Ye Lin suddenly felt that after only taking a sip of wine, he seemed to be drunk.