"You did this?" Xue Tan's paintings went out, in fact, to be precise, they are now bits and pieces of waste paper.

They were all torn up for him.

The old general didn't stare at the flowers at this time, he knew that these little things were quite good.

"The cat in the backyard did it, I guess I think the girl in this painting is not ordinary, and I want to take a good look at it." The old general yawned and blinked, but he didn't look at Xue Tan.

Xue Tan also understood why he was so good at talking just now, and he didn't have a few words of truth.

It is estimated that he has long expected that it is impossible for him to confess Siniang.

Xue Tan was extremely angry, he was at a loss, and if he said that he didn't plan to marry Yin Qingqi, he would suffer a loss now.

It's just that Xue Tan looked at the painting that was still in his hand, what else could he do?

He admits that he just doesn't give up.

He never planned to give up Yin Qingqi, and what he just said was half angry.

He finally admitted the truth once, and it was impossible to end it hastily.

Xue Tan carefully held these fragments, it was not too rotten, but it could not be restored to the same as before.

The old general sent someone to ask Xue Tan to finish eating, but he was refused.

sent someone to ask Xue Tan to come out for a walk with him, but Xue Tan also refused.

Xue Tan was in his house, and the old general didn't know what he was doing.

It's certainly not a serious thing to do anyway. The old general snorted disdainfully.

He actually realized that he was doing something too much, after all, a painting doesn't mean anything, even if Xue Tan really likes that girl, it is impossible for him to suddenly give up because of this.

But he was also forced to be anxious.

Seeing that Xue Tan was busy all day long for a girl, he didn't go home, and ran to those messy places all day long, he was worried, angry, and hated.

He also thought about letting it go, but when he saw Xue Tan like this, he couldn't help it.

Xue Tan didn't sleep that night.

At first, he started to draw for a while, but as he painted, he always found something wrong.

He drew for hours, and he crumpled up paper one by one and threw it all over the ground.

What the hell is going on?

Xue Tan couldn't calm down at all, he just wanted to quickly find a way to remedy the painting.

The heart is impetuous, and it is the bad thing.

In the end, Xue Tan put down his pen decadently, he knew that he couldn't draw.

Xue Tan's eyes were empty, and he looked at the ceiling blankly, what should I do?

He thought for a long time, slowly got up, and there was only one last way.

He didn't want to give up at all.

He didn't want to give up on restoring this painting, just like he didn't want to give up Yin Qingqi at all.

He sent a maid to the Westroom to get something.

Westinghouse was left unused for a long time, and eventually it was simply converted into a place for storing things.

Xue Tan had been in a few times before, and at that time he couldn't figure out how he even had things for women. Now he's glad he did.

He took the needle and thread from the maid's hand, ignoring the doubtful eyes of others, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

That's all there is to it.

"Childe, what do you want to sew? Or I'll help you. The little maid resignedly.

"No need, you can go out first." Xue Tan refused.

To be honest, Xue Tan really didn't know anything about these things. His mother died early, and when he was a child, he either fought and killed the little boys on the street all day long, or he was bored in the house reading some books, but he had never been exposed to these.

What's more, it's all done by some little girls, and he never paid attention to it before.

It doesn't seem to be a difficult task, right?

Xue Tan comforted himself.

He first found two random pieces of worn-out paper and tried them on, although he had never really touched them, but he had always seen his mother sew.

How do you say that, if you haven't eaten pork, you haven't seen a pig run.

After Xue Tan had almost practiced his hands, he dared to take a needle and stab it at the painting.

He tried to keep his movements as light as possible, for fear that if he was not careful, he would invite more trouble.

If it was a little more broken, he really didn't know what to do.

Xue Tan was busy all night, and when he finally broke the thread, he let go of his hanging heart a little.

Although it's ugly, although it's not the same as it used to be, it's already his greatest restoration.

That's all he can do.

Xue Tan looked at the sky outside, and he didn't know when it would be light.

He did it all night, and that's it.

Xue Tan put it away carefully, although it couldn't be more broken, but it couldn't be taken out again.

Just like his heart.

Just like his feelings for Yin Qingqi.

Yin Qingqi was also extremely unstable this night.

Qi Yuan also breathed a sigh of relief after Xue Tan left. These things can be put to an end for the time being, and finally there is no need to rush to find out something.

I also have fewer thrilling days.

Qi Yuan handed over all the things that needed to be investigated to Chang Lei, and he began to live happily.

It's the end of August, and the heat has long passed, with occasional cool winds.

Yin Qingqi was standing at the gate of Qingmu Palace after eating, but he saw a group of people walking in his direction from afar.

The one at the head is not Qi Yuan, who else can there be?

It was not yet completely dark, and Yin Qingqi could clearly see that Qi Yuan was still wearing a cyan robe, striding forward.

Yin Qingqi felt very uncomfortable with Qi Yuan's sudden visit for so many days.

Come into the house and pretend to rest or stand here waiting for him to come?

Yin Qingqi imagined several situations in her heart, and before she could finish thinking about it, Qi Yuan walked in front of her.

He first instructed the maids behind him to put their things down, and then told them all to stand down.

Yin Qingqi noticed that those people had more or less brought something in their hands.

"What do you think?" Qi Yuan stood beside her and looked in the direction Yin Qingqi was looking.

It's just a puddle, and there are not a few fish, and Qi Yuan doesn't know what Yin Qingqi is looking at.

I guess I just want to look at a place and get distracted, anyway, she always does.

"Didn't think about anything." Yin Qingqi's face was expressionless.

Now that Qi Yuan has come, she has nowhere to escape, so it is better to say a few words naturally.

Anyway, Yin Qingqi also knew that Qi Yuan was very proud, and he would feel bored to leave if he had been cold for many times.

Even though she knew the reasons for what Qi Yuan had done in the first place, she still didn't choose to forgive.

After all, it has happened, and she has become like this. Even if it is well-intentioned, the ending is irreparably painful.

Yin Qingqi couldn't sort out his thoughts well, so he simply followed his own temperament.

Qi Yuan still maintained his original posture and suddenly spoke: "I'm going out for a while."