Early in the morning, the sun only showed half of its head in the sky, Yang Rushui came to the Qinxin Tea Room, in the past, the tea room rarely opened at this time, but today I don't know what happened, Lin Qingrou got up very early, and she didn't have anything to do in the morning, so she came directly to the tea room.

Not long after the tea room opened, Yang Rushui came on his hind feet, there was only Lin Qingrou alone in the store now, and no one else was present, she was a little surprised when she saw Yang Rushui, "Why did you come so early?" Saying that, she hurriedly greeted her, after all, Yang Rushui was still holding a very large object at this moment, which looked quite heavy.

"What are you holding such a big one? I'll help you. Lin Qingrou said and stretched out her hand to reach out and take the things from Yang Rushui's hand, but Yang Rushui dodged it sideways, "It's not heavy, I can do it myself." Yang Rushui said and looked around, as if he didn't see anything he was satisfied with.

"What's wrong?" Lin Qingrou followed Yang Rushui's side, and for a while she couldn't figure out what Yang Rushui wanted to do. Yang Rushui's eyes turned slightly, and then looked at Lin Qingrou, raising her eyebrows, "Follow me." "If he had a free hand now, he would really want to take Lin Qingrou's hand and go in together.

Lin Qingrou didn't know why, so she had to go with Yang Rushui. Coming to the door of the box, Yang Rushui stopped, and his eyes signaled to Lin Qingrou, who instantly comprehended and opened the door, and the action was completed in an instant, and unconsciously, the two actually had a tacit understanding.

"What is this?" Lin Qingrou looked at the object that Yang Rushui put on the table, this rectangular object wrapped in black cloth, she was really curious, saying that Lin Qingrou directly took action for her curiosity, she directly lifted the black cloth, and inside was a wooden box.

She raised her eyes and glanced at Yang Rushui, the latter nodded, smiled, and motioned for her to continue, Lin Qingrou couldn't hold back her curiosity, but before opening the wooden box, she still needed to open a lock, the bronze lock was a retro model, and the appearance of the design made Lin Qingrou like it when she saw it for the first time.

Since opening the tea room, she has always liked these things with a unique atmosphere, not to mention what is in this box, just this lock has made Lin Qingrou very satisfied and likes it very much.

Lin Qingrou thought about it, and Yang Rushui stretched out her hand, "Where is the key?" How can I open this box without a key? Brother Rushui doesn't just want to give me such a box that can't be opened. Lin Qingrou smiled between her eyebrows, I don't know when she started to feel like such a cordial friend when she got along with Yang Rushui.

Yang Rushui also smiled, and took out a delicate wooden box from his arms, this box seems to have the same manufacturing process as the box on the table, and even the material is the same, the same exquisite, which makes Lin Qingrou like and satisfied.

The difference is that this

The box was not locked, there was only a delicate hidden buckle on the box, and Yang Rushui pressed it lightly, and the box was opened. Lin Qingrou looked at it fixedly, it wasn't ...... "This is not ......" Lin Qingrou has a good memory, she usually won't forget what she has seen, let alone something that is so impressive.

Yang Rushui nodded and explained, "Well, this is the hairpin I wanted to give you at the previous concert, what about me, there is a rule, if you want to give something to others, you have to give it out no matter what, I let someone change this hairpin, come, take it." After speaking, Yang Rushui stretched the box towards Lin Qingrou.

Doubts flashed in Lin Qingrou's eyes, but she still took it, and the hairpin in the box handed over by Yang Rushui was no longer the same as an ordinary hairpin.

Putting down the box in his hand, Yang Rushui took Lin Qingrou's hand, but he only held his wrist very gentlemanly, he pulled his hand to the special lock, held the lock with the other hand, and then let go of the hand that held Lin Qingrou's wrist, "Open it." ”

The hairpin has been changed by Yang Rushui into the key to this lock, which is very fresh, but I have to say that Yang Rushui is really very hearted, he actually thinks so comprehensively, and he is so innovative.

Lin Qingrou didn't care about anything else, she really wanted to see what was in this wooden box at the moment, what could be in such a delicate and special box? The hairpin is aligned with the keyhole, and after insertion, the lock is opened with a slight twist.

The wooden box was opened, and there was a guzheng lying quietly inside, although Lin Qingrou said that she didn't understand these, but from a layman's point of view, there was only one word to describe beauty. It's really beautiful, although it can be seen that it is a guzheng, but compared to ordinary guzheng, it is also a little too beautiful.

Such a good-looking zither and such a perfect design, "This one is so valuable, I can't take it." Although Lin Qingrou said that she didn't know how to do it, but such a good-looking guzheng would definitely not be cheap, and it was still out of print designed by some famous designer, and there was only one in the world, so she couldn't accept it.

"You just take it, it's not a precious thing, just take it as a souvenir of my visit. Besides, this is what I left to Qin Xin, you can't refuse, and you can't refuse on behalf of Qin Xin. Yang Rushui had a tough attitude, and the wording of this shirk was also reflected in a timely manner, as if it had been thought out a long time ago.

Indeed, Yang Rushui had long expected that Lin Qingrou would refuse, so from the very beginning, he directly explained that this was given to Qin Xin and not to Lin Qingrou, because only in this way could Yang Rushui have enough reason to persuade Lin Qingrou to subordinate his zither, which was a zither he made with his own hands.

Yang Rushui is selfish again, even if he doesn't tell anyone, but he knows his own thoughts, it is nothing more than wanting to leave one of his objects in the forest before he leaves

Beside Qingrou, every time this thing appeared in front of Lin Qingrou's eyes, Yang Rushui hoped that Lin Qingrou could think of herself, even if it was only a momentary recall, he was already very satisfied.

"This ......" Lin Qingrou was still a little hesitant, after all, this guzheng looked really valuable, although Yang Rushui also said that this was given to the Qinxin Teahouse, but it still seemed to be a little more valuable.

Yang Rushui didn't fail to see Lin Qingrou's hesitation, he had no choice but to start a new round of brainwashing and flickering work, "Just as a connection to the ancient rhyme of Gaoyang City's ancient city cultural theme, Qinxin Teahouse and my guzheng must have a connection, right?" In this way, when you put this in the store in the future, you can also let others come to you to learn about the tea ceremony culture, by the way, think about the guzheng that you ask, right? ”

In fact, it is the tea room that supports Yang Rushui's light, Yang Rushui's zither is placed here, who will not look twice when they come, this can simply be regarded as a mascot of their Qinxin tea room, okay? Maybe there will be a group of customers who come to them in order to see this guzheng from Yang Rushui in the future.

Yang Rushui said that it was just to let Lin Qingrou accept her guzheng, "In this way, you just think that I put it in the store, I really like Qinxin, you just let it stay here, otherwise I won't feel at ease when I go." ”

This time, Lin Qingrou finally had no chance to refuse again, she could only nod, "Then I will thank you for your guzheng for Qinxin, and the guests who come to the store will be blessed again in the future." "This zither is so good-looking, she can't take her eyes off it.

"There has been a new batch of tea in the store recently, and one of them I think you should like, so I'll make you a pot of it, just to thank you for the guzheng you gave to Qinxin." Fortunately, there was new tea in the store two days ago, otherwise she wouldn't know how to thank Yang Rushui.

"Of course, this is good, I have drunk tea from so many places for so many years, and it is the most suitable for me in your Qinxin Tea Room." Actually, it's the person who makes the tea that is more in line with his heart, right? Just like last time, the tea leaves he brought home from Qinxin couldn't brew this flavor from Lin Qingrou.

Lin Qingrou's movements are still so skillful, between the mist, Lin Qingrou's face looks even softer and more lovely, Yang Rushui stares at her like this, he is leaving, he may not be able to understand such a scene in the future, and he will never see such a Lin Qingrou who focuses on making tea for himself again.

Yang Rushui stood up and picked up the zither on the side, in fact, he didn't tell Lin Qingrou that this zither was made by him, especially for Lin Qingrou, since he drank the cup of tea that Lin Qingrou made for him, he began to make this zither for such a person he admired.

He doesn't have any special skills, so he has a bit of a talent for things like guzheng, so in addition to making a guzheng himself, he can't think of anything else that can be used to express his emotions

Something that is in it.

The sound of the guzheng sounded slowly, and with Lin Qingrou's action of making tea, the two of them existed in a space, which was simply natural. It was the first time for Lin Qingrou to listen to Yang Rushui's guzheng so closely, and it was also the first time that she felt so close to Yang Rushui's world.

Lin Qingrou enjoys this moment very much, Yang Rushui's music can always let her find a bay of peace, peace from within, she used to listen to Yang Rushui's music every time she was in a bad mood, but now she can hear it so closely, this feeling Lin Qingrou is afraid that she will never forget in this life.

The fragrance of tea fills the room, the music is sultry, and it is placed on the object, and the emotion can be expressed without words, which is far purer than words.

(End of chapter)