- "Ahem......" One of the guards coughed dryly, originally planning to remind the other guard not to look at the indecent and quickly avoid it, but he didn't expect that the wood next to him was still in a daze, but the two people in the room noticed the sound outside and let go of each other.

"You stupid, go, go!" The guard who coughed dryly saw that Lin Shan was about to turn his head to look over, and he didn't care about anything anymore, and as soon as he used his strength, he dragged the guard next to him who was close to petrification, stiffened, and ran away with him quickly.

"Oh my God, it turned out to be ......" The guard who had been dragged to run seemed to come back to his senses, and blurted out a sentence, because he was running too fast, only half of the sentence remained in place.

The two people who let go of each other in front of the stove subconsciously looked out of the door, looking at the backs of the two guards running away, and the two people in the room were just stunned at the same time.

Because a few guards passed by and disturbed by the door, the two people in front of the kitchen stove let go of each other, and even the eyes that looked at each other strangely detached.

Without eye contact, neither of them spoke again, but silently busied themselves with the matter at hand. It's just that the two of them are obviously also a little absent-minded, and their movements of holding a spatula or turning a book are a little stiff...... Perhaps this is the third type of communication.

Even if they are thousands of miles away, they will miss each other for the moon, even if they can't see each other; Even if they are blind and deaf, they can feel each other's existence in their small home, even if they just feel a trace of wind brought by the blowing of their clothes; At the same table, two pairs of chopsticks are handed out from opposite directions and land on the same piece of braised pork on the plate. But it was released almost at the same time, even if no one spoke out first and who gave up...... This is all the third type of communication.

There is no need to touch to perceive, no need for language transmission, and people can also communicate with each other, which is the ability of human beings.

At this time, the two people in the kitchen room were almost communicating in this way, and the reason why they said it was about the same, because the two of them only had a certain resonance in their actions, and both of them were busy with the things at hand according to their usual habits, but they had another thing in their minds, so it seemed that both of them were a little stiff in their actions.

Lift the lid of the pot for aged wine. Hold a cold spatula and make a few strokes in the pot where the water is still not boiling. Rao was like this, and he couldn't get any more heat on the pot. If she were in normal times, she would never lift the lid of the pot before the water was boiling, and she would never use a shovel to stir the raw and hard rice grains under the water that had not yet warmed.

However, she didn't want to look at the eyes of the man under the stove at this time. So she had to find something for herself to do. Even if it's really boring. There is not the slightest viable value.

Looking at Lin Shan again, Rao is how thoughtful and theoretically he usually is, and his behavior at this time is almost degraded to the level of a naughty child.

Even if he just entered the kitchen under the pretense of not being able to cook a stove. But at this time, he threw the book he had read directly into the stove without the slightest spark, which was really a very incomprehensible thing for a child who knew what fire was.

After a while, he seemed to realize that although there were several books piled up in the stove, there was no fire. Looking around, he found a fan made of cattails, and without thinking too much, he fanned it over.

Burst......

There was a sound of air rushing in the hearth, still not on fire, but on smoke.

The chimney was already filled with smoke, and at this moment, some of the smoke could not accommodate the new smoke, so it all reversed back. The black smoke from the ink-stained paper seemed to be more choking than the ash smoke from the firewood, Lin Shan squinted, and accidentally swallowed a few puffs of cigarettes, causing him to cough again and again.

When Lin Shan fanned the stove, Chen Jiu had already come over, she didn't speak, she just picked up the gas bag used by the fire girl in the pyre and blew it towards the stove.

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On the roof of another house, about thirty paces away from the kitchen, two guards squatted, seemingly doing the work of clearing the roof of the broken tiles.

Suddenly, the guard standing on the top of the roof and looking at the kitchen sighed: "It's so beautiful, just like the fairy pond of the spirit island in the legendary Middle East Sea." ”

Another guard squatting on the eaves followed his line of sight, and then pouted disapprovingly: "What Spirit Island Immortal Pond, it's obvious that the kitchen is on fire, and the rubble is smoking. ”

At this time, the two people on the roof were the two guards who passed by the kitchen door just now, accidentally bumped into the two people hugging each other in the house, and then ran away in shock.

Seeing that his views were not agreed with by his companions, the guard standing on the roof said helplessly: "You really don't have the slightest illusion of beauty and harmony, which will make you lose a lot of happiness." ”

The guard crouching on the eaves had a disdainful expression on his face, and said, "If I hadn't worked with you for a few years, I would have thought that you were too fantasical and had a neurotic precursor. ”

The guard on the roof suddenly asked curiously, "What is 'neuroticism'?" What are the precursors? ”

"It's a mental problem, it's a disease, so it's also called neurosis." The guard squatting on the eaves smiled slightly, "Yao Lao said." ”

"you!" For a moment, the guard standing on the roof really wanted to be possessed by the Lord of the Martial God, and then lifted all the 5,721 gray tiles on the roof and slapped it on his partner's smiling face, "I think you made it up, specifically to slander me, right?" ”

Although he doesn't have the strength of a martial god, as a person who practices martial arts, he still has the kung fu to casually raise his legs and fly two or three tiles.

The guard squatting on the eaves had a partial face, a short head, and a beckon, avoiding two tiles and catching one tile respectively, and then he pretended to be aggrieved and said: "Yao Lao really said so, but I was lazy just now, and I omitted a few words when I paraphrased. Yao Lao's original words are that the mentally ill person still has a symptom of split consciousness in front of him, and the mentally ill mentally ill person is what we often call a 'madman'. ”

The guard standing on the ridge of the roof was about to fly another leg to reinforce the tile soldiers, but at that moment he suddenly stiffened slightly, for they heard a shout from under the house: "You two cattle! Kicking your hooves all the way to the roof? Get the hell out of here! ”

The two guards on the roof hurriedly jumped to the ground, although they didn't really roll sideways. But looking at the expressions on their faces at this time, it was obvious that the soul in their bodies was so frightened that they wanted to roll.

When they were still on the roof, they could already hear who was scolding under the house. The main reason for their horror was that they remembered that the two tiles that had flown down the eaves did not seem to make a sound of shattering.

"That's the result of your voluntary application to go to the house to pick up tiles?" Si Ji, the deputy head of the guards, who was standing straight opposite, raised his hand holding the two tiles, and looked directly at the two people in front of him, with obvious annoyance in his eyes. A lump had risen on his forehead, which was very conspicuous because of the bright red color of his skin, but the two subordinate guards who were close to him did not dare to look at him directly.

"I'm sorry, my hand slipped." One of the guards whispered his mistake.

"With your skills. Will you not be able to hold even a tile? "Si Ji is still angry." You would use such a clumsy lie to perfunctory me, are you insulting my intelligence? ”

Another guard finally couldn't help but explain in a low voice: "It's because we saw smoke rising from the roof of the kitchen that we were distracted...... Deputy Chief, you have to believe. It's a sight to behold. ”

"If you burn a fire, it will smoke. What's so strange about this. Is it enough to describe it as 'shocked'? Although Si Ji said this, the expression on his face was obviously slightly softened compared to before.

"Of course......" The guard saw that the deputy chief's face softened slightly, and he was able to relax a little. With his back bowed slightly in order to show respect and apology, he spread his hands and said, "...... But if you know who almost set the kitchen on fire, you may find the word 'shocked' too weak. ”

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Just as the guards were a little disrespectful and ridiculed behind their backs, Lin Shan's result as a fire slave in front of the stove would not be to set the kitchen house on fire, but to let all the people in the residence open the valley tonight. It is very likely that he did not come to light the fire, but most likely to have come to put it out.

Thankfully, he still had a wine by his side, and she could easily patch up all the mistakes he made on the dark road of burning the fire in front of the stove at any time.

Holding the bamboo tube against the position where there is still a little faint spark, blowing air, as the fire gradually rises, the speed of the air flow from one end of the bamboo tube into the stove also becomes faster, and soon the stove will be bright.

Chen Jiu put the bamboo tube back on the pyre, and at the same time casually explained: "The pu fan is used to urge the fire, but the fan is not allowed in the stove." First, it is not easy to get the fan in, and secondly, even if the fan is forced to enter, a lot of firewood ash will be rolled out, so it is rare to make any good meals in the smoke-filled kitchen. ”

"I really don't have the talent to burn stoves, but a few of them firmly don't believe it, but ...... Now they should be able to see it for themselves. Lin Shan continued to flip through the book, the corners of his mouth raised, although he didn't say any euphemistic words, but the dry atmosphere in the kitchen just now suddenly warmed up.

No matter how seamless a wall is, to let sunlight penetrate it, you only need to move a brick of space.

Lin Shan stopped turning the book for a while, took a pair of tongs standing next to the stove, and held the manuscript books that were piled up together in the stove. Immediately after that, he followed the example of Chen Jiu just now, and picked up the bamboo blower that rested on the pyre......

In fact, whether it is sitting in the court to handle cases or cooking in the court, there is no absolute division between men and women. It's just that in ancient times, some people made up a set of rules for indoctrination in order to be lazy - of course, this rule is not all for locking women in the scope of activities of the hall, but also throwing out some other shackles - in short, many things are not that men can't do it, such as cooking on the fire, it's not that they can't learn, it's not that they will be cursed by some mental power if they do it, but that a man is willing to do it.

Willing to do this from the bottom of his heart, Lin Shan imitated old wine and learned quickly.

If you learn how to stir-fry with her, you may need more experience accumulation, but the job of making a fire is ...... If he only burns the paper manuscript that is already dry and flammable, as long as he is not distracted like just now, there is absolutely no reason to only smoke and not catch fire.

The fire in the stove brightened, and the smoke in the kitchen quickly dissipated.

Lin Shan put down the bamboo tube sideways, and when he turned around, he saw Chen Jiu standing next to the stove looking at him with a somewhat stunned look.

Lin Shan asked casually, "What are you looking at?" "Pick up another manuscript at random.

"Look at you." Chen Jiu replied in a daze, still standing in place.

"Huh?" Lin Shan's hand was about to flip through the book slightly, and suddenly a sentence came out: "Is there something on your face?" After saying that, he felt as if there was an itch somewhere on his face, so he stretched out his fingers and scraped it.

This scrape really wiped a trace of firewood dust on his finger on his face.

Looking at Lin Shan, there seemed to be a handful of black cat whiskers on his face. Chen Jiu couldn't hold back her laughter, and finally stopped standing by the stove, she took out the handkerchief tucked in her sleeve, first went to the water tank and scooped half a scoop of water to wet it, and then walked back, squatted down beside Lin Shan again, and wiped his face with a handkerchief.

The man in front of him had a gentle smile on his face again.

Because it was so close, Chen Jiu felt that this warmth was almost about to melt in front of her eyes, and some of it was about to dazzle her eyes.

Fortunately, she and he didn't keep looking at each other like this.

Chen Jiu's eyes floated, and the corner of his eye suddenly saw a little red stained by the hem of Lin Shan's sleeve. remembered the lump of blood he had suddenly coughed up just now. Her heart ached. But she soon silently told herself that she must let go of the knot in her heart, and at the same time she must find a way to open the knot outside her heart.

Lin Shan's chest still had wrinkles on his shirt, which he had just grabbed by himself. Chen Jiu hesitated slightly. He reached over and stroked it. And asked the question: "What happened to you just now?" It used to be like this when you were only seriously injured. The old pharmacist said that you were suffering from physical ischemia at that time, and you haven't done it again for almost a year since you recovered from your injury, so what's wrong with it now? ”

Lin Shan didn't say anything to comfort her. Instead, he said more directly: "Actually, you know why, don't you?" You know that my illness is not in my body, but in my heart. ”

If he said this, if he heard it to Liao Shi, he would have to confuse the senior pharmacist with strong theoretical intelligence. What is not in the heart or in the body? Isn't the body and mind one?

But Chen Jiu understood that the body and mind in his words were often alienated, and he was often dealing with things with the reason he was accustomed to, with little or no choice based on his mind alone. Because as long as his emotions touch a ban somewhere in his heart, they will become very fragile and fragile.

Women are naturally sensual, and in addition to Chen Jiu's delicate sensibility in women's thinking, she is also a woman who knows many things about Lin Shan's past, and constantly swings between her confidant and lover and can't find her own identity.

So when she heard him respond to her in a questioning tone, she was stunned: it turned out that he also knew it.

Of course, Lin Shan knew where his heart disease was.

In the past, he would only choose to avoid touching that place, but today, when hugging the woman in front of him, he suddenly made a decision secretly.

He decided not to run away once, at least today, he had to face it head-on.

The discomfort in his heart surged again, Lin Shan stopped turning the book, the hand holding the manuscript book gradually tightened, he lowered his eyes slightly and said: "There is a woman living in my heart, this is something that you know alone. She has lived there for more than ten years, and if she is driven away for a while, it is not normal to be stabbed for it. ”

"But...... I can't see you hurting yourself for a shadow that has disappeared for so many years......" The slightly wet handkerchief slid to the ground, Chen Jiu couldn't care to pick it up, she tightly grasped Lin Shan's hand that was gently covering her knee, and her fingers were slightly cool, "I've always been by your side, why can your attention only be on the shadow in your heart?" I see you frowning and tired, and your heart will feel bad, but can you feel these feelings of mine? ”

Lin Shan's gaze drooped, and he couldn't see clearly what kind of waves were in his eyes at this time, but his shoulders suddenly stiffened, and this subtle reaction was magnified in the eyes of Chen Jiu, who was extremely close to him.

"Why can't we just try to forget?" Chen Jiu asked, "I can feel that you have been taking responsibility for her, but what have you done to be sorry for her?" I just feel that if she were still alive, not only could she not blame you, but she should also be grateful to you. If it weren't for your persistence and so many years of dedication, it would have been difficult for her daughter to grow up healthy. ”

"No, I have something to be sorry for her." Lin Shan sighed softly, the uncomfortable feeling in his chest gradually became more and more obvious, he had to put aside the topic slightly, and let himself slow down, "Did that old ghost who can't grow a head anymore, but whose tongue can still grow, tell you about a certain rule in my sect?" ”

Of course, Chen Jiu remembered very clearly the words that Liao Shi explained to her just a few days ago. Because although it was only a fragment of explanation, it solved one of the biggest mysteries in Chen Jiu's heart, a reason why Lin Shan was indifferent no matter how hard she tried to get close.

Faced with his question, Chen Jiu nodded and asked, "Just because of this?" Even if you once rejected her, she later married the emperor. Titled Concubine Xian, she has been happy. ”

"I used to think so, too." Lin Shan said in a low voice, "She also thinks so, if she marries the emperor, she has her status, fine clothes and food, and her feelings can be cultivated slowly." But she failed, so she didn't get happiness. ”

"But can you say that such a failure is all your responsibility?" Chen Jiu originally looked at this matter from Lin Shan's camp, but when she heard the meaning of self-blame in his tone, she couldn't help but defend him, "Her failure." It could also be because of two people in a marriage. One of them is not deep enough to love, or both of them just come together in a shape. It is not difficult to imagine that an emperor loves too many things. But his identity indirectly requires him to be fraternal. But fraternity may be the greatest affection; And if a woman does not have enough love. What's more, she is such a decisive and assertive woman, of course she will not compromise lightly. ”

Chen Jiu's words made Lin Shan gain some strange but clear insights, but the sense of guilt in his heart was not only not sorted out. On the contrary, it grows more and more. He took a deep breath and said, "If I hadn't rejected her, she wouldn't have had to make such a dangerous attempt." ”

"A dangerous attempt?" Chen Jiu was puzzled.

Lin Shan said softly: "More than ten years ago, when I just left the Great Wilderness Mountain, although she was already very close to Wang Chi, she regarded him as a confidant and friend. At that time, she often said that one was that a woman could become a close friend of a man, and the other was that she would never marry an emperor. ”

Before it was burned again, the Great Wilderness Mountain had always been a place for the mysterious North Fence School to build a house, with the majestic peaks piercing the sky, and the yin and yang cutting the dawn. Although he occasionally felt bored when he studied with his master in the grass house, Lin Shan always felt that life in the mountains was the most peaceful and peaceful part of his life.

But a person's life course of decades cannot have only one tone, and he who learned from that ancient school is destined to be unable to avoid a storm.

However, what bothers Lin Shan the most in this life is not what he has learned or done, but a love word.

The love words strictly forbidden by the Beili School were quietly planted in his heart by a woman who was also at the most worry-free age in his most harmonious life.

Maybe it was so much rain that day that he ignored this little movement in his heart; Or maybe it's the raindrops, the spirit that fell from the sky, gave rise to the foggy atmosphere that was passed on by Yan Ran's clever smile!

However, it wasn't until he lost it completely that he belatedly admitted the word.

Acknowledging this loss will only bring untold suffering.

Lin Shan breathed a sigh of relief, and then continued: "She explained that marrying the emperor is a very dangerous thing, I can't understand why she said that, and I didn't ...... until she died."

Thinking of his misguided life, and thinking of the cause of Ye Ziqing's death, who was about to find out the truth, Lin Shan suddenly felt a tearing pain in his heart. He couldn't help but continue to speak, but in fact a salty smell had surged up in his throat, and his crushed lips turned slightly white.

He still couldn't hide it completely, and a trace of blush quietly overflowed the corners of his lips, stinging the heart of the woman beside him.

"Don't talk about it... Don't think about it anymore, I don't want to see you sad anymore......" Chen Jiu trembled and probed the sleeves of Lin Shan's two sides. After recovering from his injury, his health was not as good as before, and he often carried a sweat towel with him. Finding the neatly folded sweat towel and handing it to him, she said, "The old medicine master said that depression hurts the lungs, and sometimes you might as well try to release the accumulated qi, maybe it will be more comfortable than enduring." ”

Lin Shan took the sweat towel handed by Chen Jiu and wiped the corners of his mouth silently, he didn't recite the nineteenth chapter of the "Book of Land Things" like just now to calm his mind, he just didn't say anything more.

He came to the north with a heavy responsibility on his shoulders, and he didn't want to add to his burden in order to deal with some old things at this time. Only then did he realize that he had underestimated the word sealed in his heart and overestimated his ability to forget. After many years, I still haven't been able to forget that shadow.

Not thinking about it is indeed a way to cool the feelings.

Chen Jiu saw that his love had finally smoothed out, and although she hadn't yet asked for the answer she wanted, she was afraid to continue to ask again.

After many years, she followed Lin Shan's side, her identity was not a wife or a friend, and she was always in a passive position, she thought that it was really related to her lack of initiative. Liao Shi said what she said to her a few days ago, and since then, she has been thinking about it and accumulating courage. Now she finally mustered up the courage to ask. But I didn't expect that just a few words would stir Lin Shan into this.

She was a little scared, the courage in her heart had begun to waver, and along with the courage like grass broken by the wind was her little bit of confidence...... He has not left for more than ten years, but it is still not as important as the shadow in his heart.

Sighing silently, Chen Jiu took his gaze away from Lin Shan's face and swept over the stove without any idea. For a while, he ignored the fire in his muzzle, and the fire became much darker. Chen Jiu hesitated for a moment, then picked up a scrap manuscript in the box beside him and was about to throw it into the mouth of the stove.

But at this moment. Her hand holding the book was suddenly grasped by another hand reaching out from the side.

The old wine was slightly stunned. I heard Lin Shan say: "This book hasn't been turned over yet." ”

If it is an ordinary woman, in the face of this blocking words, she may inevitably be a little sensitive and suspicious, and feel aggrieved that she is not even allowed to touch one of his waste manuscripts. But Chen Jiu did not move this kind of cowardly thought at this time.

Maybe it's because she has a hard time as a teenager, and she has to think about choices like a man in the face of many things. to be able to bear the pressure of living alone. It may also be because she has been with Lin Shanshan for a long time. There are some places in the mind that rebuild each other. Let her think more rationally. At this time, she just suddenly thought of some details of Lin Shan's book burning, which were all flipped over before burning.

But he flipped through the book so fast that it didn't look like he was reading. And it's like ...... Looking for what?

Chen Jiu handed the waste manuscript book in his hand to Lin Shan, and then saw him turn it over again, facing back again, and then turning it backwards again, before he threw the waste manuscript book into the stove.

Chen Jiu leaned in with the tongs on the side to raise the fire, and then she looked back at Lin Shan and asked softly, "Are you looking for something?" ”

"Well, I'm looking for a letter." Lin Shan didn't hide it from Chen Jiu, "Three years ago, Jiang Chao took the letter that threatened me, saying that if I sent him back to Beijing halfway, he would destroy it. ”

Chen Jiu thought for a moment, and then said: "It seems that the love you disdained at that time was pretended, in fact, that letter is really important, otherwise you wouldn't be looking so carefully now." ”

Lin Shan said slowly: "If it can be preserved, of course, it is better than nothing, but if it must be lost for some principle, then lose it, in fact, it is not particularly important." ”

"But you later agreed to Jiang Chao's follow, and you still changed an initial decision for that letter." Although Lin Shan only mentioned a few words about that letter three years ago, Chen Jiu remembered the words he said very clearly, so she knew who wrote the letter, and this is also the important thing.

"I'll help you find it." Chen Jiu changed the topic, and after a slight pause, she suddenly smiled and said, "I believe that in addition to my heart, my hands are also skillful." ”

Lin Shan suddenly smiled and said, "You also need ingenuity to find things? ”

Chen Jiu's expression moved, and he pretended to be annoyed and said, "If you don't allow me to help with this, you will think I'm stupid." ”

"What kind of theory is this...... The smile on Lin Shan's face stiffened slightly, and after a moment he said again: "Okay, I don't dislike you." ”

I don't hate you.

It's just these four words, even if there is a melting warmth in the heart of Dechen Jiu, as if all the sourness, disappointment, and pain gathered in the previous question have all been dissolved.

She probably didn't even know herself, and she didn't expect much he could give her.

Slightly lowering his head, the corners of Chen Jiu's mouth hooked a faint smile, and he turned the book silently.

After a while, the gentle warmth in Chen Jiu's heart gradually settled, and she suddenly remembered a question that she had just ignored, and immediately asked: "By the way, Brother Lin, I remember that you didn't have the habit of putting things in your books before, and you once belittled it, saying that it was easy to cause loss...... How could the letter be hidden in this way? ”

"I've searched everywhere else, but I haven't found it. Although I am not sure if I lost my mind and was caught in the book one day, I can really rule out this possibility by looking for it. Lin Shan kept his eyes down and turned the book, and said slowly, "There are some bad habits that are likely to be more difficult to change than good habits once they are learned." I have been away from the Shimen School and the officialdom in Kyoto for more than ten years, and after living an unrestrained life for a long time, I naturally have some bad habits. ”

Lin Shan's words were clearly reasonable, but when Chen Jiu heard this, the shadow of another person appeared in his mind.

Of course, Chen Jiu has seen Ye Ziqing.

Although it is only a few faces, it is impressive again and again.

If it weren't for the family behind this woman, Jin Shankan, who could put pressure on the treasury of the Southern Zhou Dynasty at that time. Therefore, although he has no fame, he still has a high social status; If it weren't for the fact that this woman had used her own power to help the hungry in the war years, although the means of calculating her business peers were a little dirty, there were always far more people in the world who thanked her than the few people who hated her; If it weren't for the fact that she resolutely bought and changed the way the Red Square was run in the face of a lot of criticism, the women in the building would have at least had some choices of their own to entertain others, although they had not left the party...... If it weren't for that, that woman would have been a bad habit, at least in the eyes of the world.

From the young female boss who opened the Qinglou Flower Workshop, to the virtuous concubine who later got pregnant and then married. That woman not only has a lot of bad habits in the eyes of the world. And she will always use her bad habits to crack and change the good cultivation of the people around her, and it is not easy to change herself because of the habits of the people around her.

However, Lin Shan didn't mention it so far, even if Chen Jiu had something in mind. It won't be said explicitly.

She was silent for a moment and then suddenly said, "If I have a lot of bad habits." Are you disgusted and alienated from me? ”

Lin Shan raised his head. A little surprised why she suddenly said this, after a little hesitation, he said calmly: "You are not bad. I'm not tired of you. ”

Yes or no, no, he rarely lingers in the "if" when he speaks.

But his words of certainty did not satisfy Chenjiu.

Chen Jiu lowered his head and muttered in a low voice: "Not being bored does not mean liking. ”

Lin Shan also lowered his gaze again, as if he had fallen into some kind of contemplation.

At this moment, Chen Jiu, who was turning the book more and more slowly, suddenly saw a flower in front of her, and a very thin envelope appeared between the title pages of the discarded manuscript in her hand, obviously because the time had caused the original white envelope to turn yellow, and the stains on the envelope were dull in color, like bloodstains - it was the letter that Jiang Chao held to threaten Lin Shan three years ago.

Ye Ziqing has written many account pages, all of which are twisted together like loaches in strange "fonts", and she does not write many square words. First, because she doesn't like to communicate with people in that subtle way, even if she is still a girl who has not yet left the cabinet, she always has something to say to people in person; Second, her handwriting is so ugly that she can't find words to compliment her, and she seems to be quite face-saving in writing.

The person who can get Ye Ziqing's handwriting, Lin Shan, is one of the few people.

Chen Jiu's hand froze when he turned the book, not only did he not continue to flip it, but he also did not go to get the letter, nor did he prompt Lin Shan.

There was a hint of hesitation and hesitation in her eyes.

The fire in the stove has burned extremely vigorously under the "efforts" of the two people in front of the stove, and the water and rice in the iron pot with the dense lid on the stove have begun to make a slight noise...... At this time, if she raised her hand and threw the old letter containing Lin Shan's memories into the stove with the waste manuscript and the entrainment, she would be instantly drowned in the sea of fire, and she had done this action more than ten times, and Lin Shan, who was still contemplating with slightly lowered eyes, would not see anything strange at this time.

Burn this letter, and the man in front of him will have one less thing to inherit and reminisce...... And then he can make the lingering shadow in his heart fade a little?

However, in the end, the aged wine did not really do so.

Love and loyalty are one, how much you love someone, how deep you love and be loved, no matter whether there are other cunning shaves in the world, at least Chen Jiu must be loyal to what he loves.

"Brother Lin, the letter has been found." After Chen Jiu finished saying this, when she saw Lin Shan looking up slightly stunned, she suddenly squinted and smiled: "Sure enough, I was ingenious, and I only found a few books, which saved you a lot of work." You see, do you owe me one more time? ”

Lin Shan was stunned for a moment, as if he had retracted his thoughts from his contemplation a little late.

"I owe you one more time." His tone was a little stiff, and the fingers holding the letter were slightly stiff. Just pinched the corner of the envelope, he suddenly let go of his hand again, and said in a deep voice: "I know the content of this letter, but now I suddenly feel that I can show you." ”

"No ......" Chen Jiu subconsciously immediately refused. Even with Lin Shan's consent, she always felt that reading other people's letters was an extremely awkward thing. But soon, what the old pharmacist Liao Shi said came to mind again, she looked stunned, and muttered, "Is this really okay?" ”

"After many years, the content of this letter has become a record of one thing, and no longer involves anyone's state of mind." Lin Shan spoke calmly, speaking slowly, "I was so distracted just now, you could have burned this letter with your hands, but you didn't do so, so there are some past things that you don't have to hide, and I shouldn't hide it from you anymore." ”

Chen Jiu didn't say anything more, she put down the book, opened the envelope with trembling fingers, pulled out the letterhead, and slowly unfolded it.

On this thin piece of paper, it was as if the time it was carrying suddenly had a weight, and it was the weight of thirteen years.

(To be continued......)