Honeysuckle: "It's too early, the store hasn't opened yet." If you want to try it, you can buy some after the next day. ”

Bai Che: "I don't like sweets. ”

He doesn't like sweet foods.

Seldom take the initiative to touch.

The sweetness that can make him linger is all given by her over the years. He coveted the sweetness she gave.

Honeysuckle: "It's the same as my dad." My dad doesn't like to eat sweets either. It is indescribable to persuade him to eat sugar cakes, sugar men, and the like, and to persuade the mules to give birth to mules. ”

Honeysuckle: "I suddenly remembered that when my father went to court, he rode in a carriage, and the coachman in the family would wait early. You seem to be walking all the time? ”

She was worried.

"Isn't it going to be too slow?"

"Will you be late?"

Bai Che: "No. "He likes to walk and can see everything along the way. If you are in a hurry in time, you will use light work for the rest of the journey. So there is no such thing as being late.

Honeysuckle: "It's autumn, the weather is cooler, and it's okay to walk, but in winter, it's going to be cold." Your hands are already cold, and in the winter they are even colder. Or? ”

As she spoke, she paused.

Bai Che: "What? ”

"When it's cold, I'll send you to the court every day, and when you're a long-term small stove, I will warm your hands." Honeysuckle smiled and proposed. I want to give him some of my heat.

Bai Che: "No. ”

It's too much trouble for her.

How could he let her suffer this burden because of such a trivial matter.

Honeysuckle pulled out the hand she was clasping with him, stopped on the street, and shook Bai Che's arm: "But I want to send it." If you refuse me, I will, I will mess up your hair, and let you go to see the civil and military officials in a cloak of hair. ”

Bai Che: "......"

He hesitated.

Hesitated.

In the end, he reluctantly relented.

Bai Che: "When the time comes, if you have time, send it for a while." He said it so loosely that it left her too much room for remorse. If you don't have time, you don't have to send it, and you don't have to send it far, just a few steps is enough.

He hoped she would repent.

Waiting for her to repent.

Honeysuckle: "That's right. ”

Along the way, it was mostly honeysuckle talking, and he listened, occasionally interjecting a few words into it. Although Bai Che was silent, he could clearly see that he was in a very good mood. The two of them came to the palace gate, stopped, and said goodbye.

Bai Che thought that she was basically talking about it all the way, and she should say something, and the corners of her lips raised slightly: "I like you more than every day in the past." ”

Honeysuckle: "That's a coincidence, and so am I." ”

The two men looked at each other and smiled.

Incredible tacit understanding.

In each other's eyes, they saw a real liking. That like, like the gentle spring breeze in March, cuts out the ultimate scenery between heaven and earth. Like ink on rice paper, it outlines the way of forgetting to return.

Bai Che's liking was obvious from the beginning.

He had never been reluctant in honeysuckle, and he had never hidden a trace of his heart. Later, at Xia Jingming's wedding, he appealed to the world for his love for honeysuckle, and he was frank and calm.

The love of honeysuckle is gradually awakened. In the day-to-day relationship, it has added weight. Until now, I only feel that Bai Che is rare and rare, and it is her heart's love.

Bai Che looked at the way she came and watched her leave. She had already walked along the road she had come from, and he was reluctant to turn around.

Suddenly, she smiled back.

Suddenly said loudly: "Bai Che, I like you." ”

Afraid that he wouldn't be able to hear clearly through a section of air, she pulled her throat again and shouted louder: "Bai Che, I like you." ”

It's about to go to court.

Many adults' carriages stopped one after another. Many people heard her shout. These officials have never seen someone make such a loud noise in front of the palace gate, let alone a woman from any family who has made such a bold and hot confession.

It's simply: unseemly.