"Mo Xueyan, I suddenly remembered that there are still some things to deal with, and your affairs will be discussed when I come back." Li Shuo suddenly said such a sentence, strode out of the living room and left the courtyard.

Mo Xueyan, who was fast in Lishuo, didn't react, and when he reacted, Lishuo was gone.

"What, I'm leaving halfway through the sentence, it's really annoying! Youmu has, male god, did you promise or not! ”

Mo Xueyan chased out, but the figure of Lishuo was gone, so Mo Xueyan stomped his feet angrily.

Lishuo, who ran out, went around to the corner of the courtyard, leaned against the wall, and the palms of his hands were a little pale, even if he had a mask to cover his face, he couldn't stop the grief on his face.

"Miss Cher, dinner is ready, why don't you go and have dinner first! Maybe Childe will come back after a while. The little guy in the courtyard came over and bowed.

Mo Xueyan stomped her feet again in annoyance, and then looked up at the sky, the sunset had already set, and before she knew it, it had been an afternoon.

This afternoon, apart from meeting a little red shoe that didn't pull out a dime, she didn't achieve anything, and this hateful male god actually left like this, and she was angry with her.

turned around and walked in again, his mouth kept chattering with the sudden nerves of Lishuo, "Damn male god, doesn't he know that half of the words are the most annoying, it's really hateful, hateful, it's really annoying." ”

Walking all the way to the dining room, Mo Xueyan's mouth never stopped.

The little guy behind him quietly wiped a handful of fine sweat from his forehead, this Xue'er girl can really speak! She didn't know how Childe could stand it with such a lot of words, and for a while, he felt that his ears were going to be calloused.

After dinner, Lishuo hadn't come back yet, Mo Xueyan ran to the door for more than ten years, but didn't see Lishuo's figure appear at the door.

"This male god, leaving so suddenly, it can't be that something happened!"

Mo Xueyan kept walking back and forth at the door while muttering, glancing outside from time to time, and suddenly, she paused and slapped her face vigorously.

"Mo Xueyan, what are you doing, how do you feel like a little lady who is looking forward to her husband's return, heh..."

Shivering, he ran into the courtyard and returned to his guest room in two steps.

As soon as Mo Xueyan entered, Lishuo's figure walked out from the corner, with a beautiful smile on the corner of his mouth, but with a joy that could be easily detected, looking forward to the return of his husband, these three words, he likes them.

Mo Xueyan, who ran back to the guest room, immediately poured herself a glass of water, poured it directly, and then sat on the stool and raised Erlang's legs, shaking it from time to time, and the two index fingers kept pointing at each other.

"Mo Xueyan, it's better to rely on others than on yourself, it's not a matter for you to wait for the male god like this, it's better to plan well, if the male god doesn't come back tomorrow, don't wait, or do it yourself, after all, as the old saying goes, do it yourself, have enough food and clothing, well, it's decided."

Talking to himself about the plan for tomorrow, Mo Xueyan kicked her shoes and went to the bed, then took out a charcoal pen and a small book bound by herself from the embroidery bag, lay on the bed and began to write.

There is nothing in this ancient world, there is no TV, and there is no mobile phone, she really can't sleep too early, it is better to write a script, since you have decided to shoot an ancient version of TV, then there must be a script,

In this ancient era, filming TV can only be sketches and the like, the large-scale kind, which is absolutely not feasible at present, and she will do it when her drama team really develops in the future.

Mo Xueyan thought very beautifully, as if she had seen how she took her troupe to perform in various places, and how each of her works was a household name.

Thinking about it, I fell asleep on my stomach, my face fell directly to the small notebook, and the charcoal powder got on my cheeks.

Lishuo pushed open the door and walked in, looking at Mo Xueyan who was sleeping on her stomach like this, walked over and put away her small notebook and charcoal, then hugged her and lay down, looked at the ink charcoal on her cheeks, took out a handkerchief and wiped it gently.

"Yan'er, I'm sorry, I don't want you to see me like that, in the past three years since you left, I've lived like a walking corpse,

Now you're back with me, but you don't remember me, I'm just a stranger to you who just met, looking at you, but not taking you into my arms. ”

Li Shuo muttered and stroked Mo Xueyan's face, his eyes lowered with a little pain.

"Yan'er, I will make you fall in love with me again, and I will once again take you into my arms openly, and I will not flee like today."

After looking at it quietly for a while, Lishuo took the small notebook that he put aside, opened it, looked at the modern characters on it, and slowly touched it.

Such a simple and clear font, only his Yan Er can write, and the people who know this font, except for Yan Er, are only him, Yue Lian and a few henchmen, in addition, no one knows, and no one knows what this writing means.

Lishuo quietly flipped through Mo Xueyan's script, glanced at Mo Xueyan from time to time, and stayed in Mo Xueyan's house for one night.

The sun was slowly rising, it was a sunny day, Mo Xueyan rubbed his eyes lightly, woke up, and was just about to stretch his waist, when his arm touched a hard object, and then turned his head, he sat up with a rub, and the quilt was directly held in his arms.

"Male god, when did you come back? Why are you in my room? What are you doing with my notebook? ”

Mo Xueyan asked three questions in one breath, this time she didn't scream like last time, obviously she still believed in Lishuo, and believed that he hadn't done anything to her.

"Mo Xueyan, what are you writing here, ghost drawing talismans!" Lishuo looked at Mo Xueyan and shook the small notebook in his hand, with a look of disgust.

"You're the only one who draws talismans!" Mo Xueyan crawled over and snatched the small book in Lishuo's hand and held it in his arms.

"This is my own version of the simple font, which is much simpler than your cumbersome and difficult traditional Chinese characters, which is easy to write and easy to remember."

After all, ancient times are ancient, and there are no simple modern characters yet, they are all traditional characters, if she hadn't checked a lot on the Internet when she was writing novels, in this empty ancient world, she was a proper illiterate, and she didn't know a single big word.

"Oh! You still mean that you can, so tell me, what does this word say? ”

Lishuo snatched Mo Xueyan's small notebook again, turned the page at random and pointed to a word, Mo Xueyan immediately shuddered, and he could show his hand in front of the man again, and he must make him impressed with her.

Mo Xueyan leaned over, and when she saw it, the word she was referring to casually was the word 'I', "Male god, this word pronounces me, you and my me." ”

Lishuo nodded, and pointed to another word at random, it was the word 'love', Mo Xueyan said it again, he pointed to another at random, it was the word 'you', and Mo Xueyan said it again.

"I... Love... You..."Lishuo looked at Mo Xueyan and read these three words, Mo Xueyan was stunned, but Lishuo got up and walked out.

"Mo Xueyan, I'm very interested in these words of yours, I've thought about my conditions, you can be my personal little girl who pours tea and water for a month, teach me your self-created simple words, and I'll help you."

These words floated into Mo Xueyan's ears, pulled back her stunned mind, looked at the figure that disappeared at the door, and muttered: "I love you, it's actually these three words, is it such a coincidence?" ”

Rubbed his head and patted his face, "Mo Xueyan, what are you doing, how can an ancient person know modern words, it must be a coincidence, hurry up and clean up, the male god has promised to help you." ”

immediately packed up the small notebook, quickly got down to the bed, combed it casually, pulled his hair into a simple ball, and went out of the house.