Jiang Lingyi looked at this book, and felt like a world away, this book carried too many memories, as if she had a kind of untidy and chaotic relationship with her. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Thinking like this, Jiang Lingyi's heart turned a thousand times, she thought that she would never see him again, but she didn't expect that she couldn't hide from going around and around, she stepped back quietly, wanting to lengthen the distance between her and him.

Zhao Tianrui squinted at Xu Boqing, "It's at least a day and a night away from your house here, you separate from me at noon and give it to me at night, it can only mean one thing, you have always taken this book with you, but, why didn't you give it to me earlier?" He stared at Xu Boqing deadly, puzzled.

Xu Boqing just smiled faintly, "I forgot." ”

Zhao Tianrui didn't believe it, but he was not a person who studied deeply.

Xu Boqing was unusual, Zhao Tianrui was a little vigilant, once he had a distinction between men and women in his heart, he didn't like to be close to men, so he only shouted to Jiang Lingyi, "Lingshu, go and help me bring the book." ”

Jiang Lingyi had already retreated to the edge of the puff, and the eyes of the two men shone in unison.

Xu Boqing looked at Jiang Lingyi, then looked at the book in his hand, and asked, "You call her Lingshu?" ”

Zhao Tianrui walked up to Jiang Lingyi and said triumphantly, "My name?" What do you think? His smile was slight, a bit of a declaration of ownership.

Xu Boqing just looked at Jiang Lingyi, his gaze was gentle like water, with an intriguing smile, "Your name is Lingshu?" ”

Jiang Lingyi was unconsciously embarrassed, and the kind of freedom she got along with Zhao Tianrui disappeared. It's like going back to the feeling of the previous life. She steadied her mind and forced herself to smile calmly, "Back to the son, the little woman is a cheap name." She smiled a little detached. Her voice was deliberately raised, and she no longer had an inferiority complex when she talked about her humble name.

Xu Boqing looked at the girl in front of him, twelve or thirteen years old, clear and delicate, and the smile on his lips was a little deliberate, which reminded him of the smile he had just seen outside the shed, and the smile she opened to Zhao Tianrui was brilliant and dazzling, dazzling like a cloud on the horizon. His expression darkened, and he instantly returned to normal, smiled faintly, and raised the book in his hand, "Lingshu girl, take it." ”

Jiang Lingyi looked at Xu Boqing, the smile on his face was still so charming, the book was still so real, she walked over slowly, his stature was very high, and he deliberately raised the book, she could only tilt her head to pick it up, it was still a little out of reach, and there was still an inch away from the book. She raised her head and signaled him to put his hand flat, he didn't realize it, just smiled faintly, but his hand didn't move at all, Jiang Lingyi couldn't touch his mind a little, couldn't help but say a few words in his heart, and stood on tiptoe gently, when her hand just touched the book, Xu Boqing put his hand away, and Jiang Lingyi followed the book straight forward.

The book fell to the ground.

Jiang Lingyi fell into a wide embrace.

Looking at each other, Jiang Lingyi's heart jumped violently. She had never been in close contact with Xu Boqing so closely, his face was in front of her eyes, she could touch it as soon as she stretched out her hand, his eyes reflected her shadow, and his breath lingered around her, such a reality, she had fantasized about this scene countless times, and at this moment she really fell into his arms, but her heart was flustered.

She struggled to remember.

He held on to his death and didn't let go.

All this fell in Zhao Tianrui's eyes, and he was very surprised, such Xu Boqing was not the eldest young master of the Xu family he was familiar with. Surprised, his heart was a little sour. This sourness came inexplicably, and he only came back to his senses slightly, and then decided to break this weird and embarrassing atmosphere.

Zhao Tianrui looked at the lonely book that fell to the ground, with a heartbroken expression, "Tyrannical things." ”

He walked to the two of them, picked up the book, blew it gently, like holding a rare treasure, slowly opened it, only glanced at it, his pupils began to slowly dilate, and the expression on his face became more and more weird, he read out a poem strangely, "The mountains have trees and branches, and the heart is happy and you don't know." ”

Jiang Lingyi's heart was shocked, she forcibly struggled, this time Xu Boqing didn't exert herself, she used too much force, and rushed straight to Zhao Tianrui's side, and the line on the title page clearly reflected her eyelids.

"The mountains have trees and branches, and the heart is happy." The pen is very young, just like the young love of a girl, so it is displayed in front of her. She seemed to see the girl writing on the title page with trepidation, it was her most secret heart, and at this moment it was announced in front of the two men, there was a feeling of being stripped away.

A line of tears remained, sliding into the dirt, she thought she would never cry again, a poem instantly evoked all her emotions, evoked memories she thought she had forgotten.

This is clearly her handwriting, but the book in which she wrote the verses has long been left in that life, and she has never touched this one, how can this be. Her brain was a little confused, and she couldn't seem to tell which life it was.

She looked at Xu Boqing suspiciously, and Xu Boqing had a surprised look on her face. There was a smile in his eyes, and the smile was meaningful.

Jiang Lingyi didn't find out, she was still immersed in her own doubts, she didn't ask at all, in fact, she didn't know how to ask, she was just a country girl who escaped death, even if she was literate, she couldn't explain why her reaction to a love poem in someone else's book was so intense.

Jiang Lingyi didn't ask, it didn't mean that no one asked.

Jiang Lingyi's thoughts drifted back to his previous life from this life, Zhao Tianrui's anger rushed from head to toe, and his anger jumped like thunder, "Xu Boqing, you actually wrote love poems on this lonely book, you wanderer, it's too much, say, what do you mean by writing this and giving it to me?" ”

Zhao Tianrui was furious.

When Jiang Lingyi heard this, she couldn't help but want to escape.

Xu Boqing couldn't cry or laugh, "Where do you want to go, I didn't write it." Nor is it written for you. When he said this, he stared at Jiang Lingyi deadly.

Jiang Lingyi still didn't notice it, she was immersed in her thoughts.

Zhao Tianrui is angry for a reason, this poem comes from a Yue Ren song, expressing a kind of admiration. Xu Boqing took the medical book with poems written in the middle of the night, and Zhao Tianrui's whimsical mind instantly became crooked.

Jiang Lingyi recalled that life, after Zhao Tianrui left, the book was left by her side, Xu Boqing didn't ask for it, she didn't return it cheekily, this is the only little connection he has with her, although there are still embarrassing memories when she borrowed the book, but it also hides her unknown love, and she cherishes it and puts it away.

For a long time, she made up for poetry books, and when she read this poem in the Yue Ren song, she actually had a feeling of being a treasure, such a simple verse, like a portrayal of her heart. That's apt.

After Cheng Jin'er's death, Xu Boqing was alone. Jiang Lingyi took out the book and wrote down the verses on the title page.

However, the book was not returned in the end.