The Qu family's house is handed down from the ancestors, and the front hall and back yard are no different from the pattern of people with a little status in the Maocheng area. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Qu Shirong has a special study, located behind the stout osmanthus tree in the courtyard, the branches and leaves are like a cover, projected on the wooden fence paper window is full of interest.

and the sound of the wind blowing the leaves, it made Zhixian feel a little elegant.

"This house has always been regarded as a study since it was built, and when I was a child, my eldest brother spent a long time in it, and then he left the house, and it became a place for me to study, which can be regarded as a kind of inheritance of the Qu family."

Qu Shirong stood by the window, casually reached out to open the window, and said with a gentle smile: "A few years ago, when I repaired the old house, my grandmother wanted to replace the windows with glass, but I looked at this window paper scroll with a strong meaning, but it was more chic and interesting than those bizarre foreign goods, so I stayed." Sister-in-law won't laugh at me, will she? ”

Before he could answer, a clever and playful head poked out of the window: "Classmate Qu Shirong, I can't see that you still like these old things, aren't you the most opposed to being old-fashioned?" ”

"Ning Xin, why did you come here like this?" Qu Shirong hurriedly opened the door, his tone full of blame: "What about the people in the family?" If your dad knows that I have neglected you, he will not be able to punish me to the execution ground. ”

The one who just entered the door was a female student, with two long ponytails combed, and a sweet pear vortex on her cheeks when she smiled, which looked very cute. She also has a sweet mouth, and within a few minutes of entering the door, she had a hot fight with Zhixian, and Zhixian also knew that she was Yu Jiaqing's daughter, called Yu Ningxin.

"There is always a bloodshed first for the revolution, you think Tan Sitong is a dead king, but I think he is a dead country, he died for the revolution, and he dedicated himself to saving the country! Isn't this spirit very valuable to know that it cannot be done? There is no doer, there is no future, there is no death, there is no reward to the Holy Lord, he used his blood to tell future generations that this way is not passable. ”

Yu Ningxin is a very enthusiastic young man, even if there are only two audiences in front of her, she still speaks impassionedly, Qu Shirong occasionally puts forward different opinions, which will cause her to argue more fiercely, and simply learn to be idle, listening to her with a smile.

"Miss Yu, let's talk about it."

Zhilan knocked on the door with a quiet smile, came in with three cups of tea, and deliberately pushed Zhixian forward: "Grandma specially asked me to make flower tea for my sister-in-law." ”

Zhixian smiled, picked up the teacup and took a sip gently.

Her interruption made Yu Ningxin feel a little embarrassed, and she brought the topic to the French Revolution.

Zhixian was about to go out under the pretext of adding tea, but Yu Ningxin also stopped, only said that it was time for her to go home, and hurriedly took out a yellowed old book from her bag and handed it over, saying: "By the way, this is to return your book, I don't know what quirks you have, and I still fold the pages, I don't know how hard it is." ”

Hearing the complaint in her words, Qu Shirong shook his head gently: "I have to make a mark after I have seen it." ”

He patted Yu Ningxin's shoulder again and said with a smile: "Xiao Xiao Xiake, if you borrow other people's books, don't be so disgusted, right?" ”

Yu Ningxin's face turned red, she glanced at Zhixian, then picked up the book and chased after Qu Shirong: "Wow, you dare to reveal my name in front of Mrs. Qu, Lord Qingbai, I will teach you to taste the power of chivalry today!" ”

Zhixian's heart trembled.

Qu Shirong's name, is it called Lord Qingbai?

The two of them stopped arguing for a while, and the driver at Yu Ningxin's house was waiting outside, sending the guests to the door, and only then did he say: "How did you get your name?" ”

"For fun, everyone writes articles under pen names in the school magazine, and I don't have to be lazy to use my milk name, which has become the reason why they joke about me every day!"

Yu Ningxin flattened her mouth, glared at Qu Shirong, and said goodbye to Zhixian politely before getting in the car and leaving.

"What about you?"

Originally, it was three words that were fluttering, but Zhixian felt that every word was so heavy. Her heart turned back and forth, and when she asked, she had already made a lot of determination, but the answer that was about to come out almost made her feel like she was about to suffocate.

I already have a premonition, but I still can't help but want to know the truth, even if I know that what is naked in front of me may not be what I can bear.

But knowing the idle temperament, she can't be allowed to hide and escape.

Qu Shirong really has too many places like Qingbai, not like it, it's just the same.

Qingbai's books are also folded into small square triangles, and the few times he apologized was also gentle with a smile, and his hand hung lightly behind him.

Together with the paper window, it also reminded her of his hand in his previous life, splashing ink on the window, and the ink spots were sprinkled on the window paper, she was dirty and wanted to be replaced, but he smiled and told her that this was the fragrance of the book, and it was a study to teach people to know at a glance.

In Qu Shirong's study, there are also old ink spots on the window paper...

If these reminded her of Qingbai, then the moment Yu Ningxin called Qu Shirong "Lord Qingbai", the idea of memories that Zhixian only gave birth to when he occasionally touched the scene swelled, like a rising tide at dusk, surging and fierce hitting the reef, sprinkling those small hesitations all over the beach.

Qu Shirong smiled and replied gently: "I am white." The classmates all took four-character pen names, and I added the word adult to the end. ”

Zhixian couldn't help but be stunned.

His words are white, if everything is a coincidence, it is too much chance.

She couldn't help but blurt out: "Are you really Qingbai?" ”

Her eyes seemed to be coated with a layer of water, which made Qu Shirong a little confused, and said, "Well, yes." Sister-in-law, what's wrong with you? ”

His deeply furrowed brow brought Zhixian back to his senses. Isn't such an outward emotion still like a child?

Qingbai is gone, and there is no more ink in this world. Even if Qu Shirong is really the reincarnated Qingbai, he is already Yan Zhixian. Somehow, at this moment, she suddenly missed him in a military uniform.

The cold eyebrows at first, the warm hugs later, and the smiling whispers in the morning, everything is so real.

Zhixian struggled between memories and reality, only felt a headache, and she only smiled at Qu Shirong's gaze.

"I'm fine, your words are very good." (To be continued.) )