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Okay," Jing Xi nodded, his eyes soaked in watery light even brighter, "Thank you." ”
"Don't thank you Jing Xi again," Sheng Ting lowered his eyes to look at her, his voice was stoic and restrained, "I'm glad you came back." ”
Jing Xi nodded silently, and the two people who had read thousands of sails looked at each other, everything was silent.
In the end, the two said in unison: "Let's go." ”
Jing Xi let out a faint 'um' again, turned around and stretched out his hand to Fang Duruo, who was standing not far away.
Fang Duruo walked over and smiled and took Jing Xi's hand: "Xiangyun and I have been waiting for this day for a long time. ”
However, Jing Xi had just walked out not far when someone stopped her behind her.
It was Yu Jing's voice.
"Pavilion Master!" Yu Jing took a few steps forward and shouted loudly.
Jing Xi frowned instantly, and she had to stop.
She turned to look at Yu Jing, and a very decent smile appeared on her face: "Master Yu." ”
Yu Jing understood the moment he saw her quiet eyes and heard her speak......
The person in front of him was not the Master of the Reading Pavilion that he had followed for three years, but Dr. Jingxi, who was like a stranger to him.
Yu Jing's eyebrows were almost twisted into a pimple, and his heart was very uncomfortable.
He stood there, motionless, not even knowing for a moment how to speak.
Jing Xi saw that he was silent and didn't say a word, and took the initiative to walk towards him: "Master Yu, we have seen it before." In Los Angeles, Reading Pavilion. ”
Her voice was calm, a different tone from that of the Pavilion Master, even though the two tones came from the same mouth.
Looking at the strange and familiar person in front of him, Yu Jing was in a trance: "Yes, I remember." ”
Jing Xi lowered his eyes slightly: "I'm sorry that I didn't tell you my true identity and the truth of the matter that day, because I had to suffer." ”
Yu Jing nodded: "I understand, I know everything, Pavilion Master, I know it now." Are you leaving? You don't want to ......" Yu Jing couldn't say anything after that.
"......" Jingxi opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a while.
After taking a deep breath, she said to Yu Jing with a solemn face:
"Master Yu, I haven't seen my children and relatives for more than three years, I really can't wait to meet him, I hope you can understand."
Yu Jing couldn't stop a mother from seeing her child, he could only nod.
There were some things he wanted to ask, but he always felt that the person in front of him did not necessarily have the answer, and he was more worried that the answer given by the person in front of him under his urging was not what he wanted.
He had no choice but to nod his head and say, "Then the pavilion master walks slowly, there are still some things in the house that I need to stay and deal with." ”
Jing Xi said 'um': "Then you have to work." ”
"Pavilion Master!" Wen Yi and Zhier were standing behind Yu Jing, and when they saw that Jing Xi was leaving, they couldn't help but shout.
Wen Yi even knelt down in front of Jing Xi with a plop, raised his head and asked, "Does the pavilion master not want us anymore?" ”
Zhiji hurriedly knelt down, his face also full of panic.
Jing Xi's impression of these two people is still stuck on the fifteenth day of last month, and she has been with the two of them for a few hours, knowing that the two of them are loyal servants to Jing Xi.
She hurriedly walked over and personally helped the two of them up: "No, at least not now, but I have more important things to do at this moment, I hope you can understand." ”
Wen Yi was treated so gently by Jing Xi, he felt uncomfortable, and hurriedly took a small half step back.
Zhier cried directly, choked up and said, "You are really not our pavilion master, our pavilion master is not like this." ”
Jing Xi couldn't cry or laugh a little: "I know, I know that I am completely different from 'him', you should rest first." ”
Jing Xi said and looked at Yu Jing: "Then there will be trouble for Master Yu here." ”
Yu Jing pursed his lips tightly and nodded.
Jing Xi also bowed his head slightly at him, and then left with Fang Duruo and Sheng Ting.
Walking on the familiar street, Jing Xi was full of emotion in his heart.
Just as she was about to reach the door of the Jing Mansion, she even floated in her footsteps.
The two lanterns hanging at the gate were still lit, and Jing Xi couldn't help but stop, his eyes carefully tracing the plaque with the words 'Jing Zhai'.
Those two words were written by Murong Yu himself.
Murong Yu, San Lang, she didn't even dare to think about it now.
She took a deep breath, put aside the sorrow in her chest, and asked Fang Duruo beside her with a smile:
"Why is the light still on so late, is it leaving a door for you?"
"Maybe it is, maybe it isn't," Fang Duruo put his arm around Jing Xi's shoulder, "Sixi knows that I came to see you, so I'm waiting." She is because the child can't do without her, otherwise she would have gone with me in the morning. ”
Sixi, that little chubby girl, Jing Yi hasn't seen her for a long time.
She hurriedly took a step back and distanced herself from Fang Duruo, and checked herself up and down: "Look at how I am now, is my hair messy, what about my clothes, are you embarrassed?" ”
"It's not messy," Fang Duruo straightened out a strand of white hair on Jing Xi's sideburns, and said seriously and seriously, "Even if you have a white head, you are still a beautiful and unbelievable existence, even if you are wearing a sack, you can dominate the crowd." ”
"Really? Ha ha. Jing Xi admitted that he was pleased by his good friend, "When you say this, I suddenly become extremely confident, if you give me a piece of yarn, I think I can fly into the sky." ”
"What are you laughing at," Fondujo frowned, "do you think I mean to please you?" If you don't believe me, you can ask General Sheng and ask him if what I said is true. ”
"No," Jing Xi shook his head, "I believe you." ”
Jing Xi said, stepped forward to knock on the door, but Sheng Ting suddenly said to her: "Mr. Fang is the most trustworthy. ”
……
There is a vigil in the Jing Mansion.
As soon as the door opened, Jing Xi saw an acquaintance.
"Uncle Liu." Jing Xi called the old man.
When the old man heard this, his eyes widened instantly, and he was about to kneel for a while, and then turned back to report: "The master's family is back, the master's family is back." ”
Jing Xi hurriedly helped the old man up: "Don't be polite, don't disturb others." ”
But after those two sounds, the whole house was lively.
The lights were lit up one by one, and the first to rush out was the auspicious clouds.
He didn't even wear shoes or a coat, so he ran straight in the direction of Jingxi.
"Mother! Mother, why are you here? ”
"Good boy, my auspicious clouds, my good boy." At the moment of seeing the auspicious clouds, Jingxi's tears burst like a flood.
"You've grown up my good boy, you're so old," Jing Xi stroked Xiangyun's head over and over again, "How can you grow up so fast, my mother hasn't had time to take a good look at you." ”