In this sleep, the first thing to wake up was the nose, as if someone had gathered a whole pond of hibiscus flowers in front of her, and the petals were still stained with crystal rain and dew, revealing an elegant fragrance. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Qing Huan opened her eyes, and Tianzhixue was still sitting on the edge of her bed.

"Woke up, little Huan'er?" Tianzhixue smiled and asked, "Do you feel better?" ”

Qing Huan rubbed his eyes and sat up, as if his heart was indeed not as uncomfortable as just now, so he asked, "How long have I been asleep?" ”

"Soon." "It's not been an hour yet." ”

Qing Huan nodded, and looked at the small bowl of porridge placed in front of the bed, such a good aroma was emitted by this porridge. It was only then that she felt that she was so hungry that she had already moved her index fingers just by smelling the smell.

Tianzhixue took the porridge bowl and fed her a spoonful, while saying, "Come and drink some porridge." ”

Qing Huan took a bite out of his hand, and immediately cheered up, "Why is this porridge so delicious?!" ”

Xue Dao: "Do you like it?" ”

Qing Huan nodded again and again, and Xue fed her another spoonful.

The pearl-colored lotus porridge is full and round, and the porridge entrance does not even need the assistance of any accompanying vegetables, it is already the top delicacy on the tip of the tongue, and the aroma and sweet glutinous juice melt together between the lips and teeth, as if all the new lotus in early summer is full of heart lake in an instant.

Qing Huan said: "Who made this porridge?" ”

Among the few regulars of Liuyun Tianshu, she really couldn't think of anyone who could make such delicious porridge. In her cognition, the cooking skills of Danzhu and her eldest brother Gongyi are already excellent, but even if the two of them are not able to cook such a delicious delicacy that should only be in the sky. If the chef is also graded, then the skill of the porridge cooker is simply the "Ragnarok" in the food world.

Tianzhixue smiled but did not answer. Under Qing Huan's series of questions, he said, "Do you want to meet her?" ”

Qing Huan looked at him like this, and somehow became a little uncertain in his heart, but he still smiled reluctantly: "Okay." ”

Tianzhixue looked at her for another moment, and then called out to the door—

"Xiaoqiu."

The door opened, and a slender woman in Tsing Yi walked in. She is only twenty years old, her face is lighter than a chrysanthemum, the smile on her cheeks is as light as an autumn chrysanthemum, her eyebrows are like distant mountains, but her eyes are as clear as water. When she approached them, it was like a gentle breeze. Qing Huan watched her salute Xue Yingying, with a friendly and respectful expression on her face, and called out in her mouth: "Master." ”

Qing Huan's complexion changed instantly, and even his voice unconsciously rose an octave. She looked at the snow in disbelief, "Master?!" ”

Xue Dao: "Xiao Huan'er, this is my newly accepted disciple, Qiu Luo." You can call her sister. ”

Qiu Luo looked at Qing Huan with a smile. Qing Huan looked at the snow, his face was so plain, as if he was saying something that was very natural. She suddenly wanted to laugh and cry, so she pushed him away and ran out barefoot.

The door slammed open from the inside, and the chess game between Qin Jue and Qiantang had not yet been decided, and the two of them heard the movement, and they both turned their heads sideways together. Qing Huan wiped her eyes, and was about to rush out, but the light and shadow flashed in front of her, but it was the snow that stopped in front of her, and she was still holding the bowl of Qinghe porridge in her hand, and she had time to put it down in the future.

"Where are you going?" He asked her.

"I don't want you to care!" Qing Huan pushed him away hard, and Qinghe porridge knocked over his body.

The white posture of the graceful snow was contaminated with embarrassment for the first time. Xue's hair and white clothes were full of porridge stains, and his eyes showed a painful emotion. Qing Huan didn't look at him, and rushed out angrily.

Jean wanted to pull her, but she heard Snow say—

"Don't stop her, let her go."

Qing Huan blinked violently to withdraw her tears, and Edgeworth ran away.

I don't know how far it flew. Qing Huan felt tired, so he sat down on the cloud, but now he couldn't even cry, and he was stunned.

The wind sounded behind her, as if someone was chasing after her, but she didn't notice it until the man sat down beside her.

"Little Huanhuan."

It's a sound dust.

"Brother Qinjue." Qing Huan raised his head to look at him, his eyes were still red, and he shook his head and said, "I'm not going back." ”

"Okay, don't go back." Yin Chenjie smiled, "I'm just here to deliver you shoes." ”

Qing Huan saw that he was holding her embroidered shoes in his hands. She took it in silence, slipped her shoe over her foot, and buried her face in her elbow. Since she was a child, she often sang against Xue, occasionally disobeyed him, and faced the sound of dust, but she has always been the most well-behaved and obedient. But now, she didn't want to listen to him persuade her.

Yin Chen said: "If you don't want to go home, will you go back to Surabaya with me?" ”

Qing Huan was worried that he had nowhere to go, so he raised his face when he heard the words and nodded.

Yin Chenjue frowned slightly, and said to her with a sad face: "But in this case, won't the snow be snatched away even more?" ”

Qing Huan was stunned, then puffed out his cheeks, and wanted to cry again.

Yin Chen patted her back with a smile and said, "Xiao Huanhuan, you have always been the most obedient and sensible, why do you become willful in the face of him, why don't you listen to his explanation first?" ”

"Explain?" Qing Huan sniffed and said, "What does he have to explain?" ”

Yin Chenjue smiled and was silent for a while, before he said, "Have you ever thought about what it feels like for a person and everyone to not treat him as a human being?" ”

Qing Huan was completely stunned, she understood the meaning of this sentence. She...... Of course I didn't think about it. Maybe even she has never regarded Xue as a "person", she always feels that he is an omnipotent god, no sorrow, no anger, no injury, and no pain, so he should be worshiped by the world on top of her, and for her, he should bear her vexatious troubles and ask for her. But...... Doesn't he really hurt?

Maybe in this world, only Yin Chen understands him, and only Yin Chen understands him, and treats him as a "person".

Qinghuan's tears fell.

Yin Chen said: "Actually, it is not his own intention to collect Qiu Luo as a disciple. ”

Qing Huan said: "That's?" ”

"That's what Luo Ji meant." Yin Chen said, "Otherwise, with her temperament, how could she be willing to enter the Luojia Heaven." She took the four of you as apprentices, on the condition that she wanted the snow to harvest the autumn flowers. ”

"Who is this Qiuluo?"

"I don't know." "Even Xue himself doesn't know. ”

Qing Huan wiped her tears and said, "Then why doesn't he bring us back by himself." ”

"Xiao Huanhuan, you're talking stupid again." Yin Chen said, "A Luo Shen has entered Luojia Heaven, and it has caused an uproar in the fairy world, if the demons enter in person, what kind of consequences will it have, you should be able to imagine." But if you don't enter the Rakkatian, how can he justifiably bring you back? One more thing is that he doesn't want outsiders to know about your relationship with him, because it will cause you a lot of trouble. You may understand this thinking and suffering? ”

Qing Huan's tears just received poured out again, "But just now, he told you not to stop me, he drove me out, how can I go back?" ”

"Between you and him, do you still have to worry about pulling your face? What's more......" Yinchen said with a desperate smile behind her, "His skin is really much thicker than yours." (To be continued.) )