"Ah Sheng?"

Bai Yu called with a smile, his jade face was slightly pink in the sun, with fine beads of sweat, standing in front of the pavilion, standing still, "Can I pass?" ”

"I'm not your legs and feet, and you can't come back and ask me what I'm doing!" Wangsheng put down the handkerchief, looked at his handsome face, and saw that he was not moving, just standing under the scorching sun, so he had to say: "The weather is very hot, if you faint in the heat, don't faint in my yard and faint elsewhere." ”

Su Baiyu smiled, stepped into the pavilion, sat on the stone bench opposite her, and smiled lightly.

In the past, Ah Sheng would inevitably hold his hand and block the scorching sun with a handkerchief, and be furious with an order, "Who wants you to bask in the sun, how is it good that you have sunburn with fine skin and tender meat?" ”

In the past, Ah Sheng, from the moment he stepped into the pavilion, would inevitably grab his arm, put his head on his chest, and wipe his sweat with the white silk handkerchief in his hand.

Now Ah Sheng, sitting opposite him, smiling, slowly fanning the wind with a handkerchief, glancing at himself from time to time, is also indifferent and careless.

He was originally in a warm state of mind, but at this moment he was a little cool, I don't know if it was cold or sad.

It's just that the habit has changed for a while, and he is used to sticking to his own Ah Sheng, but there is a strange and alienated Ah Sheng sitting opposite.

"Brother......" Wangsheng spoke, his voice was like spring water, and he chiseled into his heart drop by drop, "Is there anything wrong with me?" ”

Her eyes were clear, clear and inquiring, Su Baiyu shook her head and smiled, "Father confessed, I want you to write a 10,000-word letter of repentance and hand it in, and he won't come to you." "In the past, Ah Sheng never called himself brother, only called himself, Bai Yu.

"10,000 words?" She frowned, don't say 10,000 words, she can't write a single word, the brush is held in her hand, and it may only be cut off as a hidden weapon, "How to write?" ”

He took out a stack of papers from his arms, folded squarely, one thick, placed in his slender and white hand, and handed it to her, "As usual, of course it is written in white jade." ”

He called himself Bai Yu, and his face was slightly red, and for some reason, this name came out of his mouth, and her heart actually skipped a beat.

"Thank you." She took it and opened it one by one, and a faint ink fragrance hit her nose, mixed with sandalwood, which was the fragrance of his body.

"Since I was a child, Ah Sheng was punished, Bai Yu was punished, have you forgotten, fool?" He smiled like a flower, looked back like a brocade, and a hand fell on her hair, gently and softly teasing, "Ah Sheng, don't worry, the white jade is yours, and it will always be your ......"

That sentence, like a slight murmur, like a warning, Wangsheng's hands shook, the paper in her hand fell to the ground, she was so panicked that she bent over to pick it up, Bai Yu also lowered her body, her fingertips touched, the current flowed, and Wangsheng's face was like a ripe tomato, fiery red.

Su Baiyu looked at her and held her fingertips, "Are your fingers okay?" ”

Su Wangsheng wanted to refuse, wanted to withdraw his hand, but his movements were so natural, his eyes were so pure, just like the usual brother's caring affection for his sister, she was speechless, so she had to nod.

"It's good if there's nothing to do." He relieved himself, dropped her fingers, and stared at her silently.

Wangsheng put his hand on the skirt, only to find that there were already beads of sweat in his palms, and his chest also had an unusual beat, and his face had become strangely flushed.

"In the evening, my father will send someone to get the confession letter, and I will change the medicine for you at night, and you should be careful not to touch the water with your fingers."

He spoke softly, and after that, there was silence for a while, and he looked at her fixedly.

Her heart was pounding, and she could only stare at him stupidly.

He was always smiling, waiting for her to stay.

In the past, Ah Sheng would rely on himself not to leave, and proudly and willfully announced, "Brother Baiyu wants to accompany me, always accompany me, not allowed to go to the palace, and not allowed to leave for ......many months."

Silent, silent, hovering strangely and quietly between the two, surrounding.

He finally stood up, brushing the fluttering flakes on his white clothes as usual, "Ah Sheng, I'm leaving." ”