Chapter 18 - Ah Yan
At this moment, it was late at night, the moon was still hanging high, and Zoyi thought that it had been a long time since she left the room, but it turned out that there was not much time.
There is only one lantern in the pavilion, but it is surprisingly bright, although it does not have the brightness of a large bulb, but you can see clearly, there are very few insects coming out at this time, and you don't have to worry about being bitten by mosquitoes at night.
Now it was probably the clouds that obscured the moon and blocked most of the light, making the outside world even darker.
For the current situation, Zoyi is confused.
God knows why she was recognized, or was called out by name without mistaking.
She was now sitting uneasily across from the red dress and red luan, her fingers secretly stirring the corners of her clothes, she didn't know why the other party called her over, and she didn't know what to do next.
In fact, at the beginning, she thought about whether to use spells against her, but she inexplicably had an intuition that if you can't beat her, don't think about it.
Just when Zoyi was still thinking about what to say, the other side spoke, "Your name is Murong Yiyi, I've seen you twice." ”
"I remember the first time I saw you in that Qinglou, although you and other men stared at me, but you are different, as for the second time, it was today, right. How can there be such a coincidence in the world, you are here for Hongluan. ”
Seeing that Zoyi didn't answer, the red dress Hongluan didn't feel anything bad, and didn't stop talking, "I don't know what you want to do to Hongluan, but at least I can feel that you have no ill will towards Hongluan." ”
"Who are you? What does it have to do with Hongluan? How did you recognize me? After the other party finished speaking, Zoyi couldn't help but ask.
To be honest, just listening to her talking to the old monk, Zoyiyi now has a lot of questions, and her curiosity is bursting.
For Zoyi's question, Hongli Hongluan did not answer her directly, she pursed her lips and smiled, leaned against the railing behind her, looked at the flowers with beautiful eyes, seemed to have selected a flower, and then stretched out her hand, gently plucked the blooming flower, and then leaned to the tip of her nose and sniffed, and asked with a smile, "Do you see this flower blooming well?" ”
Flower? How did you start talking about flowers? Zoyi didn't understand why she started talking about flowers, she watched the other party smell the flowers, and then held the flowers in the palm of her hand to look at them carefully.
Looking at such a scene, Zoyiyi suddenly remembered a verse, who must have twisted her heart, dizzy like a delicate beauty.
When the other party was looking at this flower, Zoyi was sure that she must be worried about someone in her heart, thinking about someone, and her face showed such a cowardly expression.
"This flower's name is Yuexia, and it is one of his favorites, and he said that although this flower is not born to look rich, it is extremely tough, and it only grows on the cliffs, and no matter what, it will live and bloom," the red dress and red luan looked at the flower stupidly, and said in a very ethereal tone
"I, I don't really like this flower, what's the use of being so tough, nothing can be changed, it makes me hate it for no reason. So, I went and picked the flower seed and planted it in this clearing. ”
"Well, maybe he's borrowing flowers as metaphors," Zoyi said as she heard this, "and that's why he likes flowers." ”
"You don't know when I don't?" She glanced at Zoyiyi in a charming manner, her cheeks flushed, her eyes waved, and her crystal clear water skin shimmered like an ivory halo in the light of the candlelight.
"Of course I can see it, but in this way, I also hate it, what kind of tenacious quality, it's just a stubborn temper, such a stubborn temper, who would like it, but if it weren't for this stubborn temper, how could I be like this." Ah Yan said these words in a coquettish tone.
Wow, it seems to have a story, Zoyi blinked, sat upright, didn't speak, and wanted to listen to the other party.
But the other party did not continue as she intended, but began to answer the question that Zoyi had just asked, "Miss Murong, you just asked who I am, after so long, in fact, I don't know who I am, but you can call me Ah Yan." ”
Zoyi: "Ah Yan, is it Yan who smiled just like Yan?" ”
"Exactly."
The red dress and red luan, oh no, it was Ah Yan who shifted her gaze from the flower to Zuo Yiyi, staring at her, "I have nothing to do with Hongluan, some are just transactions, as for you, it's an accident." ”
Ah Yan looked at Zuo Yiyi with interest in her eyes, the little girl Yingying was sixteen or seventeen years old, with bright eyes and bright teeth, clear and clear, bright as stars, and rare white and greasy skin, which made people have to marvel at her elegant and delicate light.
It seems that she is also a rare beauty.
"Now, Miss Murong, would it be good for us to make a deal between us?"
Trade! What a good deal to make between us! It's the first time we've met, and we're not that familiar with each other, Zoyi's eyes widened, looking at the smiling beauty in front of her.
Maybe Zoyi's expression was too vivid, and Ah Yan could tell what she was thinking from her demeanor.
"I know what you want to do, although I don't know why, but I think I can help you," Ah Yan suddenly stood up, gently picked up the paper lantern, red clothes covered body, long hair hanging down the waist, smiled excitedly at Zoyi, eyes bent like crescent moon, as if the spirit was overflowing.
"The time is almost up, it's going to dawn, I'm not in a hurry about this matter, you go back and think about it first, if you have an answer, come here to find me, by the way, remember, it's going to be night!"
After saying that, he twisted his slender waist with slight steps, carried the lantern, and walked away.
It's dawn! What does this mean, Zoyi looked at the sky outside, no, it's still dark on this day, the moon is still so bright, but it's too quiet, and there is no sound of the wind.
Before Zoyi could think about what was going on, she suddenly felt dizzy, and when she woke up again, she was still lying on the bed.
Outside the window, the thin yellow sunlight shone through the cracks in the doors and windows to the floor of the room, and the halo was accompanied by fine dust.