"Gongzi Xiege, you think this is too complicated!"

Yang Xiaoxiao smiled at Xie Ge's face that was deformed because of the complexity of her heart and said affirmatively, Xie Ge was still speechless, and didn't know what she meant by this, and was about to ask, but saw that she withdrew her gaze from his body and looked at the rice paper seriously, and then heard her say with a smile: "Look at the requirements written by Leng Sanniang, I don't mean to embarrass you, with your talent, you will definitely be able to write a ...... of lyrics that satisfy her."

He tilted his head, didn't think about it, and saw that Yang Xiaoxiao had been looking at the rice paper and didn't look away, and he also leaned over with all kinds of doubts in his heart. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The beating of the candle flame illuminates the whole room, and it also seems to illuminate the heart of the song.

He was still puzzled in his heart, and when he saw hope at the moment, he began to confide in Yang Xiaoxiao again, and sincerely and honestly told Yang Xiaoxiao what Leng Sanniang said.

Yang Xiaoxiao looked up when she listened, and she was also puzzled in her heart, naturally she knew a little about Xiege, of course, she still couldn't know Xiege's true identity, it is estimated that only Leng Sanniang knew his true identity in Qingshui Town, and even Li Yixin didn't know it.

"According to what you said, Leng Sanniang said that she wanted to exchange with you at an equal price, presumably this song should be difficult to write, but it seems that it is not so difficult, I don't understand......"

She turned her head to look at him, with the doubts in her heart, and she was also discouraged when she heard it, and said suspiciously: "I just read these words, and I thought that it was not difficult for me, but I thought that I had worked so hard to find Xiaoru, and I thought that this song should be difficult to write, I just watched it, so I was not sure in my heart, I didn't expect you to feel the same as me when I read it, is our feeling wrong?" ”

After listening to his words, Yang Xiaoxiao fell silent, then handed the rice paper back to Xiege's hand again, and after thinking about it, he tentatively guessed: "Could it be like this, it is difficult for you to find Xiaoru, Gongzi Xiege, but for a person with divine power like Leng Sanniang, it must be a very simple thing, so ......"

He naturally understood the latter words, he thought about it, and couldn't find any other explanation, and remembered the words of "equivalent exchange" that Leng Sanniang said, she said a lot to him, but only this sentence could always linger in his heart, he always felt that there was something in it, but he couldn't understand it.

He knew that he seemed to have overlooked some important details, but now his mind was thinking about Liang Xiaoru, so naturally he wouldn't think about it so much.

After thinking for a moment, he became impatient, waved his hand, as if to drive away the nasty flies, looked down at the rice paper again and did not face Yang Xiaoxiao, but said to himself: "I don't want to think so much, write this lyrics first, time is running out." ”

Yang Xiaoxiao looked up at the window when she heard this, where she looked at the sky outside, according to the height of the moon now, it was already past midnight, time was really too fast, she sighed in her heart, looked back, and saw Xie Ge's serious face, and found that she had been with a strange man for most of the night, and she couldn't help but feel something.

Seeing that he was still anxious, she felt a little pain in her heart, and comforted her in her heart: "Write this lyric first, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge, and tomorrow we will go to help Sister Qiaoyan and them find out the news." ”

"That's right."

Xie Ge nodded, then put the rice paper on the desk, and breathed a heavy sigh of relief before continuing: "Let's write the lyrics first, let's talk about other things, it seems that the lyrics are really not very difficult, so I don't have to worry so much." ”

Yang Xiaoxiao nodded silently, then passed past Xie Ge, turned to the opposite side of the desk, and grinded for him again, Xie Ge also sat down and began to think about it.

According to the woman's feelings, Yang Xiaoxiao reminded for Xie Ge: "Leng Sanniang's words mean that she lives in a snowy castle, the castle is very cold, she is waiting for someone, but she doesn't know what that person really thinks, her heart is hesitant, but she doesn't want to give up, the man made a lifelong promise to her before, but for her world now, it seems to be a phantom, so it is a kind of torture for her, and she survives alone in such torture." ”

She stopped as she spoke, and then looked at Xie Ge apologetically and didn't know if she guessed right, Xie Ge also looked up at her, and said with a smile: "I felt similar to you before, but I was not sure, I always thought that her request was difficult, so I couldn't believe it, hehe." ”

"If I hadn't delayed it just now, it would have been written out by now, it seems that this Leng Sanniang is very strange, how about it, does the young man have any good plans in his heart?"

Yang Xiaoxiao asked with a smile, grinding carefully for Xie Ge while asking, and Xie Ge said without raising his head: "The feeling in her heart is similar to that of me now, writing such lyrics is not a difficult thing for me, the difficulty is that I am afraid that she will not be satisfied, and finally I am unwilling to bring Xiaoru to see me." ”

Hearing him mention his beloved woman again, she naturally felt bad again, so she didn't want to talk anymore, stopped chattering, buried herself in the rice paper around her and began to think and write.

Yang Xiaoxiao grinded quietly for him, without saying a word, looking at his face sometimes anxious, sometimes soothing, sometimes suddenly realized, sometimes buried in various looks, his heart was even more speechless, about half an hour later, looking at the pile of discarded rice paper on the ground, Xie Ge finally stood up and stretched, he left the desk and walked outside, Yang Xiaoxiao turned to that side to see.

looked at her and smiled, laughed at his talent, silently thought in her heart, her heart began to be sad again, it seemed to be talking about her.

"Well, it should be okay, right?"

Xiege suddenly appeared at the door again, with a little relaxation, Yang Xiaoxiao slowly turned to look at him, just nodded silently, did not say a word, seeing that the lyrics had been written, Yang Xiaoxiao got up and left.

When she was walking back to her room, she silently recited the lyrics she had just written in her heart, she read it a few times, and actually memorized it, she felt that it was not Leng Sanniang who wrote it, but her.

Seeing that everything was almost done, Xiege's heart was also relieved, and after checking the lyrics a few times again, and after making sure that there were no mistakes, he first copied the confirmed lyrics on a blank piece of rice paper, and finally copied it again on most of the rice paper left by Leng Sanniang.

After all this was done, he remembered that he hadn't given this lyrics a name yet, looked at his lyrics, thought about it, and felt that Leng Sanniang felt sad in his heart, so he wanted to name the lyrics "Snow Injury", but he thought that the name was not so formal, so he thought about it and finally defined the name of this lyric as "Snow Death".

After satisfying him, he went to the courtyard with a candle flame, lit the rice paper given by Leng Sanniang in the face of the moonlight, and prayed in his heart that Leng Sanniang would be satisfied, and then really brought Liang Xiaoru to see him.

With such a sweet dream, Xie Ge fell asleep deeply, and in the dream, he was finally with his beloved Liang Xiaoru......

Dreams, perhaps, can only be dreams. (To be continued.) )