The visibly visible teenager paused in silence for two seconds.

Han Yuhuan squeezed out a smile with a little effort, "Since that's the case, then you can write down this poem yourself." ”

Su Bairan smiled: "Young man, you will see the worst literary level in the world." ”

Han Yuhuan said: "How come? 'The living are passers-by, and the dead are returnees. 'The faint two sentences are majestic and magnificent, not an ordinary woman... No, the average person can write, you can say such and such things, you have your own courage. ”

Well?

Young man, your education level is not very high.

You can't even hear Li Bai's poems.

Wait a minute?

Su Bairan counted with his fingers, the dynasty he said did not have a real inscription, and looking at the surrounding historical process, the age of the bridge was not very old.

It seems that at most, there has been a thousand years between the era of what is spoken of in public opinion and the era in which I live.

And most of the books I have come into contact with, I have never seen the names, although the text can be understood, but there are some slight remarks, as if I have not really heard of it.

If there is no Li Bai Dufu in this era, it seems to be an acceptable setting.

Well?

After traveling through such a long time, I realized that I had traveled to an overhead setting?

No. The development of literature must have its own history, and there must be many of the same existences.

Otherwise, it will be difficult to form the overall cultural situation and the current viewpoint.

But...

No matter what kind of setting he has, can he still become a great writer of the present generation, it is already very difficult to live, how can there be so many messy thoughts.

Coaxing the young man in front of him is completely enough.

Su Bairan saw that he was gently pinching the pen, his fingers like bamboo poles, and the bones were clearly and gently hit in it, and the snow-white color reflected the brown and black.

The soft brush was slightly saturated in the ink, and looking at the brush, it slowly arched out at a unique angle.

The snow-white rice paper has a slight paper texture, which marks its most unique side, and slowly wanders around the lake where words wander.

syllable

A drop of ink fell, gradually dispersing, as if it was a blood vessel, coiled in the silk thread, quietly colluding.

“……”

Han Yuhuan looked at the page in his hand with a complicated expression, and sighed a little weakly.

"Ranran, you really weren't polite at the beginning."

There were rich black traces in the snow-white jade-like paper, and the rough lines and rough direction did not have any traces of the chapter.

Even the direction of the previous transport is irregular, even if it is a three-year-old child, the words spoken and written are more regular than this.

Su Bairan leaned back on one foot stuck on the stool, his arm hung on the back of the chair, and he moved up and down with a brush in his hand, looking at the other party's expression, and nodded seriously.

"Young man, if you are familiar with me in the future, you will know that I am really not a polite person."

Her own science skills, to be able to write this other word, is already relying on all her cultural literacy in the struggle, just recognize it, what font is not required?

Han Yuhuan glanced at the side, blew a few breaths slightly from his mouth, and dried the grinding mill above.

Traces of the fall of black and white letters. A unique writing with a heroic word.

He folded it gently like a treasure and folded it into small pieces and stuffed it into his purse.

"No matter what, the heart-to-heart communication between you and me is already excellent, and I can leave such poems for me, and my heart is naturally full of emotion."

Su Bairan stretched out his hand and patted the other party's shoulder: "Look at what you said, which of us is with whom...... By the way, when are you leaving? ”

She turned her words and looked at the other party directly.

Han Yuhuan blinked when he heard this, and a little red blood slowly oozed from his innocent eyes.

There is no pity in the appearance, it seems to be a puppy abandoned by the owner, gently filled with pitiful appeals, with a care and acceptance, that pair of round big eyes, telling a thousand words, quietly portraying his abandoned mood, sketching extremely considerate.

It's just that Su Bairan didn't mean to eat this set at all, what kind of person is the young man in front of him, he can really be regarded as having seen it, if he really pities the other party, then he will really be told to be pitiful.

"Young man, after all, in such an environment, you and I are lonely and widowed for too long, after all, ......"

Su Bairan paused slightly, a little thought shifted in his mind, looking at the other party's face, a strange smile cracked out at the corner of his mouth.

"After all, we have to think about our future, don't we?"

After hearing the words, Han Yuhuan nodded seriously, some doubts lingered in his eyes, but he didn't really say it.

Su Bairan was relieved to see such a situation, at least he would not be entangled by his side all the time, no matter what, it was a good thing.

After all, the future is long, and if you keep sticking to yourself, you don't know what this plan will be.

Han Yuhuan's slight thoughts wandered in his mind, paused slightly, and showed a slight smile towards the other party.

"Of course, in that case, I have some things to go first, and I will be back soon, you have to remember to miss me."

"Good ......"

Before Su Bairan could say this, he felt a wind flashing around him.

The dazzling light shone behind him, and the figure of the young man could be seen anywhere beside him.

“……”

Sure enough, he was a young man, and he didn't even leave a serious word, and the whole person disappeared.

Su Bairan sighed lonely, blocked his eyes tightly, groped his hands to the side of the bed, and reluctantly closed the window, I don't know when he had a thought.

This young man is really, not suitable for taking care of people, and keeps saying that he likes himself.

But your eyes are so badly injured that you can't see the light, and you don't know how to take it to heart, so when you go out, you close the window by the way.

Ay? That doesn't sound right.

Su Bairan quickly fell his head, and some thoughts were pulled out in his mind for a while, but after all, he sighed like nothing.

In any case, from any point of view, he did cause a big trouble, not only for himself, but also for his hapless fiancé, who caused a big trouble that is difficult to understand.

Su Bairan admits that he is not a good person, but he has no intention of harming others.

This thing is solid, and it stirs up others.

Liu Qingyao rarely exudes the brilliance of human nature, but at this time, she is implicated in the fate of the entire family, and even said that if the other party is unhappy, it is not an unpredictable thing to ruin the whole family.

"Alas!"

The troubled mind is constantly wandering, but it is difficult to come up with a complete solution in my mind at this time.

The young man was tightly entangled, and it was obvious that the eldest brother didn't take himself to heart at all, just looking for a moment of fun, or rather, there was no way to even count this time as fun.

It's just that for a while, his mind entered the attempt, and he couldn't tell what kind of mind it was, that is, he hurriedly returned for love.

If you really like that you have a sick eye, how can you not know about this kind of thing?

The words that were said clearly never left a shadow in the other party's heart, just like looking at a delicate puppet.

Su Bairan asked himself that he was not a green tea, and he would not hook one person, and he wanted to hold another one, but at this time, the young man was not thinking about himself, but it was a straightforward threat to his life.

"Oops, life is full of ups and downs."

Her face tightened with her hands, but it was difficult to find a complete solution at this time.

Maybe it should be the same news as his unlucky fiancé, so this matter is indeed a bit of a headache and incomprehensible.

But at least on the side, the other party's IQ is higher than his own, even if he punctures such words, it will bring some consequences that are difficult for him to predict.

But at least it will be much easier than facing the disaster of the young man's destruction.

Well?

Why is it so compared, there is an inexplicable desolation, lingering in my heart, and sure enough, there is no harm if there is no comparison.

Su Bairan shook his head a little flusteredly and patted his head tightly.

"Whew!"

Intense pain sucked in his mind, and the location of the wound was like a spider's web, walking quickly, hooking his head tightly.

Su Bairan gasped and lay on the couch.

I'll go!

I was so excited for a while that I forgot about this stubble.

I took two breaths slightly, barely relieved the pain in my mind, and rubbed the cloth wrapped in the other side with a little distress.

"Ugh."

"Ranran, why are you sighing here?"

“……”

A tear from the corner of his eye crossed his face, gently outlining the marks of his face.

Su Bairan had a mouthful of old blood blocked in his throat, and he couldn't spit out his neck, like a rusty machine, rattling to the side.

The face of the splendid young man was reflected in front of him, and his hands were folded on the collapsed body, tilting his head slightly, looking so cute.

"Young man..."

"Huh?" Han Yuhuan replied with a smile, her beautiful eyes completed a crescent moon, and her fingers pointed at her face, leaving a shallow pit.

"Didn't you just say that you have something to do with yourself? What kind of central idea is this trying to express? ”