Although Dong Di didn't understand a few words, she was no stranger to the usual courtship moves, she was going to pull Xiang Ye to urinate, but when she turned her head, she found that all kinds of eyes had already gathered.

Being looked at by so many people, even if the road is wide, it is not stable, and it is easy to be scorched and crooked. She couldn't pull the sleeve of her necklace as usual, she could only laugh first in her habit, whether it was stiff or not.

Xiang Ye is also difficult to ride a tiger now.

She wasn't a soft person, and if she was a different person, she would either refute it frankly or ignore it.

But today it's really different. From the background, the relationship to what he said and did, one by one, she felt overwhelmed.

The Zhong family and the Yan family have been friends for three generations, she and Zhong Yi have known each other since they were young, and they didn't play together for a few months, Zhong Yi joined the army with Sheng Minghua, and there were two cliffs apart. Zhong Yi's eldest brother and Yanding have been friends for many years, and they also take care of Xiang Ye on weekdays, and now the piano she loves to use every day is still the birthday gift that Zhong Liang specially found for her three years ago.

She secretly said in her heart that it was not good, afraid that her eldest brother and father had already saved their minds about him, so that there was no sound at all over there now.

This time she was wrong, as soon as Yan Ding finished listening to the poem, he threw the wine glass heavily, stood up to speak, but Yan Jue stood up faster than him, grabbed his shoulder and held him down, on the other side, Zhong Liang sat and dragged the hem of his clothes, glancing at him, no way, he squeezed his eyebrows and closed his mouth.

Xiang Ye was silently stared at by a pair of green ghostly eyes, but he didn't want to speak easily. Not only because he is Zhong Yi, but also because of the songs he plays and the poems he writes.

Everyone in the Beijing circle knows that after Xiang Ye studied with Xie Lin for a year, he made a rule for making friends. Because there are too many peers who come up with power, she doesn't have the heart to deal with them one or two, so every time someone climbs up to talk to her, she always asks a question: "Whose poems do you like to read?" ”

At first, she just wanted to use it as a thread to chat with a few like-minded people. But it's also funny to say that in the eyes of those her age, she is clearly story-like. A few times in a row, she started like this, and people didn't answer what they liked, but like answering exam questions, spitting out all the unpopular things they had saved, regardless of whether they had read it or not, and not talking about whether they liked it or not.

Later, she also watched the monkeys play, asked one by one, and opened her eyes to see how much "gold" the history books had covered for thousands of years.

When I grew up, I met Jian Yunzhen, and I often fooled around with Dong Di, and my temperament slowly softened a lot, so I didn't like to do this childish thing.

Today, when I heard his "self-proclaimed Jin Su", it aroused your heart of pity and pity. The fish was caught early in the morning, but because of the hesitation whether it was steamed or boiled, and no one shared it, it was kept hanging on the shore. A few years later, it was easy for someone to come and say that the fish should be boiled in water and then washed and steamed, and the taste was the best. You think to yourself, he really suits your taste, but the fish has already dried up, and everything is in vain.

Xiang Ye doesn't like to set the tone for people, just like playing a song, until the end of the note, she will never talk about joy and sorrow. But she inevitably presupposes in vain, so she will also be surprised. Just like today, Zhong Yi, who has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, writes poems and plays music, and the poems are true and tangible, and it is difficult to explain.

The light was shrouded and twisted at the waist, and it was almost silent.

Dong Di didn't look at Xiang Ye, but stared at the left screen with his eyes open. She remembered that it was not far behind, and it was called the top of the rock.

The rabbit ran into Si Ming's arms at some point, Si Ming stroked his fur with both hands, and suddenly opened his mouth: "I have a feeling that all those who should appear will appear at the most appropriate time." ”

Liuyue ignored her, Si Ming squeezed his mouth, and the rabbit fur was rubbed backwards.

"The fragrance of the moon is thick, and the rain becomes the wind again. The small building is empty, and the song is not over. If you want to know if you want to know, the intention of relocation is endless. ”

"Double Silk Net" is heavy, and the love is deep. The concubine is worried that her relatives have not returned, and she said that the ears of rice are not sunflowers, which is really proper and beautiful. ”

"Although the last song is not over yet, my heart is already itching when I listen to the next song. Sisters, don't hide it, the pearl and jade are in front, but there is no lack of broken green in the stone, and come forward quickly, and tell us to listen carefully. ”

The first person to answer the voice was the side of the Wang family, since he said something, he played the pipa, since then, the sound of silk and bamboo has been endless, no one blatantly forced an answer, the ghost eyes are hidden in the dark, occasionally brightened.

Zhong Yi smiled bitterly, feeling that he couldn't reverse Xiang Ye's mind after all. Perhaps, he made it too late for him to make a contribution, and when he came back, the spring flowers of his childhood had gone, and the flowers and rain had turned into mud.

As soon as Dong Di and Xiang Ye returned to their original positions and sat down, they saw Jian Yunzhen returning to the table alone first. It's layers of curtain clothes, and it's a swollen sound group, no one can see or hear clearly, but Xiang Ye knows that he must understand that the road between them will not be easy in the future.

The feast is over.

As soon as Xiang Ye stepped into the carriage, he was greeted by the smell of alcohol, and then the half-paralyzed rock top. She didn't say a word, but sat down furthest away from him.

Yanding sighed and said, "Ye Ye, you shouldn't be angry with me. ”

Xiang Ye ignored him.

He then explained: "I didn't know beforehand, otherwise I couldn't bear to let you fall into such a situation." ”

Xiang Ye still didn't speak, but raised his hanging head a little.

Yanding was busy gesturing with her and said, "At that time, I was going to go up and beat the kid who didn't know the current affairs, but I was held down by my father and Zhong Liang. You Brother Zhong, you know, you are kind and benevolent, and you have been friends with me for several years. He apologized to me repeatedly for that yellow-haired boy, how could I ignore his face? ”

Xiang Ye finally raised his head to look at him and said, "Then you can ignore my face?" ”

Yanding hurriedly spread his hands and replied: "Ye Ye, what you said has no conscience. Since I was a child, which time I didn't protect you in front, when you were a child, you were bullied, which one was not cleaned up by me in the end. When you grow up, you love to play the piano, I have been saying good things for you in front of my father for two months, why don't you remember this incident? ”

Xiang Ye didn't hold back her laughter, her eyes bent quickly, and she lifted it quickly, she said, "Next time, you are not allowed to embarrass me with your father." ”

The top of the rock nodded like pounded garlic.

She said again: "I can't get back to Zhong Yi's thoughts." You can help me prepare some gifts, just thank him. ”

Yanding responded and said to her again: "Although that kid is a good man, he is also a little sincere." I heard Zhong Liang say that in the past, when others were in northern Xinjiang, they would always mention you when they wrote to you. Later, I learned that you love to play with those who can recite poetry, and read hard by yourself. It's not that he doesn't know about you and Jian Yunyun, and he is like a man, he just wants to fight, and he is not afraid of losing face. ”

He leaned in a different position, closed his eyes and said softly: "Look, in addition to Jian Yunzhen, there are many other people, you can choose." ”

Xiang Ye lowered his eyes and shook his head, and said, "It's a lie to say that you are not impressed at all. But when will a man's heart be divided? It's a tough walk, but as long as I like it, I have to walk around and see it anyway. I'm afraid I don't like it, no matter how easy it is, what's the use? ”

Rock Peak sighed and said, "This is my rock top sister." ”