Cen Hongmian didn't know how to speak, but when he heard Sang Qingzhi take the initiative to open his mouth, he was relieved and sighed secretly.

He gave his Xiao Si Shimo a look on the side, and Shimo understood, took out a small square package wrapped in brocade from his arms, and handed it over.

Cen Hongmian turned out to be a small package, handed it like Sang Qingzhi, although it was a little difficult, but he still opened his mouth, "Cousin Sang, this ...... Here you go. ”

Sang Qingzhi took the brocade package suspiciously and asked, "What is this?" ”

"This is ......" Cen Hongmian was stuck, he really couldn't speak......

At this time, Sang Qingzhi had already taken the flat package in his hand, he pinched it with his hand, and with his hand, he found out that it was probably a book or something like that, his brows suddenly frowned, and his face changed!

After that, he held the package in one hand, and with the other, he wanted to open the brocade on it.

"Cousin Sang......" Seeing this, Cen Hongmian hurriedly called Sang Qing, and then stopped Sang Qingzhi from opening the package with one hand, and persuaded: "It's better to ...... You'd better go back and open it again......"

Sang Qingzhi raised his head, glanced at Cen Hongmian, his eyes were firm and stubborn, and said, "I want to open it now!" ”

Cen Hongmian knew Sang Qingzhi's temperament very well, and knew that his stubbornness came up, and he couldn't stop it, so he couldn't help but smile bitterly and retracted the hand that blocked him.

Sang Qingzhi tore open the brocade on the package twice, and saw the "Drunken Immortal Monk Poems" and "Zhang Zhi Calligraphy" that he gave to Cen Xiyan the day before......

Sang Qingzhi looked at the two things in his hand, and his eyes suddenly dimmed......

It's only been a day, and what he gave her has been returned to him! Or was it sent back through Cen Hongmian's hand......

At this moment, Sang Qingzhi's heart was very uncomfortable, and he was embarrassed, embarrassed, depressed, and unwilling...... In short, all kinds of emotions came to his heart, but they were all negative emotions, which were extremely complicated and even a little unbearable for him......

After a while, Sang Qingzhi raised his head, looked at Cen Hongmian, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Did she ask you to send it back?" ”

"......" Cen Hongmian was silent for a moment, and finally nodded and said, "Yes, the sixth sister is not good to return it to you in person, so ......"

Although he said this, there were some discrepancies with the facts, but it was better than telling Sang Qingzhi, Cen Xiyan directly transferred Sang Qingzhi's departure to him and sent her......

Sang Qingzhi lowered his head again, glanced at the poetry book and calligraphy in his hand, and then rewrapped these two things with brocade, and threw them to Cen Hongmian, his voice was dull and stiff, and said: "If she doesn't want it, then give it to you." ”

"Hey......" Cen Hongmian hugged the package, his eyes widened, and he was a little stunned for a while, this ...... What's going on?!

This collection of poems and calligraphy is Sang Qingzhi's beloved thing, he and ...... He even gave it to him like that?!

This thing...... In the end, it fell into his hands again??

Cen Hongmian felt that the things in his arms were extremely hot, and he could say that he didn't want to......

"If you don't like it, burn it." Sang Qingzhi said coldly, then stood up and said, "I still have something to do, so I'll leave first." ”

With that, he turned around and left without raising his head.

"Hey! Cousin San! Cen Hongmian stood up and shouted at Sang Qingzhi.

Sang Qingzhi didn't seem to hear Cen Hongmian's shout, he didn't look back, his steps were a little flustered, and he left the private room quickly and walked out of the restaurant......

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