There are too many four treasures on this table!

Pencil case? Smash.

Pen wash? Smash.

Paperweight...... Hey? It's pretty beautiful, green jade and bamboo, look at this water color, it's really translucent......

Ahhh What about this, why are you still thinking about it? Paperweight...... Forget it, don't smash this yet. Ink block, smash.

The sound of a hammer in the east and a stick in the west sounded intermittently, sounding as if someone was playing a guqin with a few broken strings, and every one or two notes there would be a discordant beat. Lin Ruofeng's eyebrows jumped wildly, and for the first time, he felt that in the face of a person who was angry and lost his mind, the word "casually" could not be said casually.

The clanging movement lasted for more than a dozen breaths before it came to an abrupt end, and Su Musha, who was facing away from Lin Ruofeng, seemed to have been suddenly pointed, and he was motionless there, not only no longer moving, but also making no sound.

You can't faint in anger, right?

Lin Ruofeng walked quickly to her side, and saw her staring straight at the corner of the bookcase, her two eyes were like two thousand-year-old wells, bottomless.

Following her gaze, there was a stack of neatly cut paper in the corner of the bookcase, of all kinds, different colors and materials. There are recently new cuts, and there are leftovers from previous uses, stacked in a staggered manner.

"I'm used to making the paper smaller and easier to use."

"Habit is really a must-have," Su Musha closed his eyes tightly, his fingers grabbed the top one of the piles of notes, and clumped the notes into a ball of paper in one hand, "When you develop a habit, it often takes several times longer to break this habit." ”

She turned her head blankly: "Do you know, how long did it take me to break this habit of yours?" ”

An inexplicable chill shot out of her gaze, and Lin Ruofeng was like having thorns all over her body, those thorns were not very sharp, but they were light and soft, like spider silk sticking to them, lingering and following her like a shadow.

Thorns like cobwebs...... It's terrible......

Lin Ruofeng finally began to understand why Su Liang couldn't see women crying so much, because women were a group of people they couldn't understand. Whether it's crying or fussing, or saying something like this that people can't answer, they really can't guess what's going on in a woman's head.

It seems that now, why does he feel that he seems to have been mistaken all along as to the reason why Su Musha is angry?

What exactly did she want to hear from him?

Say he's sorry? Say he didn't want to cheat on her? Say he has a last resort? Say he regrets it?

He was a little apologetic, of course he didn't want to deceive her, his reasons were not a last resort, but he didn't regret it at all.

The apologies weren't enough to shake him in the slightest, and if he had to do it all over again, he would still make the same choice.

"The position is different, the task requires."

After being silent for a long time, maybe he didn't want to argue, maybe he didn't have anything to argue, Lin Ruofeng could only answer like this.

"Did Su Liang sue you for what I said to him last night?"

Lin Ruofeng was stunned.

Su Musha looked at him seriously, and the urging in his eyes was about to burst out, as if he was expecting his answer and impatient.

"No, I haven't met him yet," Lin Ruofeng pondered his friend's temperament and replied thoughtfully, "What Ah Liang doesn't want to do, I can't force him." Tell me what you want, and if I can do it, I'll try my best. ”

Even if he is sorry, he does not make promises or promises, Lin Ruofeng really has the style of his father.

Su Musha immediately deleted the words with Su Liang and said them to Lin Ruofeng briefly, and then he was silent, waiting for the other party's answer, and put on a look of "I don't think there is anything to say about this matter, you should help me settle it".

"Help you talk about it, the two of us will write off the previous incident?" Lin Ruofeng asked with a deep groan.

"Yes, a write-off."

Su Musha's mouth was tightly pursed, the words "one write-off" are called gritting teeth, and that is full of strength, why do they sound like "one cut in two" or "one battle for life and death".

Lin Ruofeng didn't care about this, and only finished what he had to say:

"Miss Su," he said, "Regarding the 'name petition', Ah Liang is not deliberately making things difficult for you, even if I want to help you say something, you have to give me a reason why you are worth helping, and a reason why you can be competent," he glanced at Su Musha and described Su Zheng, "You are the daughter of Uncle He and Aunt Qian, this reason is not enough." ”

In the intoxicating morning light in the afternoon, Lin Ruofeng's expression was stern, and he could not see the slightest compromise, only an undisguised distinction between public and private.

Su Musha smiled: "It seems that what I said to Su Daochang is useless?" She glanced at the table full of cangyi, stretched out her hand and pulled out a piece of tabletop, pulled a piece of paper, held a pen in her right hand and said, "Why don't you change it this time, you say that I will write it, what form do you want to vote for?" Tell me one by one, and I will prepare accordingly. ”

Her actions and her words all reminded Lin Ruofeng of his past as a "bookworm", and he tried not to care about it, but regrettably found that even though he did not regret it, after repeatedly teasing him like this, he still felt a little more sorry in his heart.

Lin Ruofeng somehow thought of a story that Su Musha had told when he was chatting with Su Musha before. It is about a water ghost living in a river, and whenever someone crosses the river, the water ghost will climb on that person's back and cling to it. People who cross the river will only feel wet and heavy on their backs, and they will never dream that they have crossed the river with a ghost on their backs.

Lin Ruofeng remembered that he asked at that time: 'This story is also from the "Folk Ghost and God Record" you said? Why is this ghost's style different from other ghosts? (Lin Ruofeng: Of course, as a bookworm, I must be concise and to the point, but I really can't remember what the original words were)

Along the way, Su Musha told a few ghost stories, and all the ghosts in the story are very lively, but this water ghost is very in line with the people's definition of ghosts: eerie and terrifying.

He still remembered that Su Musha replied with a smile: "How is it different, the same." The little water ghost didn't bite and drink some blood when he saw the opportunity like other haunting ghosts, he just regarded the river crosser as a ferryman, rubbing the ferry. Don't you think it's funny, you know how to swim, but you have to be carried back by others, which shows how idle life is. ’

Well, Lin Ruofeng really wanted to say this: Miss Su, sometimes, being wet is more uncomfortable than taking a bite. Take a bite and endure it, but you have to stick it to your body all day when you get wet.

(Diary of the heroine 199, August 9th Shen Mo, Lin Gongzi, being wet is indeed much more uncomfortable than taking a bite, this is not something you think so alone) (To be continued.) )