Time flies like a white horse, and Jun Bi has an indescribable sense of accomplishment as he sees this boy grow into a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy.

In the past five years, under the influence of his grandfather and uncle, Xue Jingheng has dabbled in both martial arts and strategies, and has begun to show the appearance of dragons and phoenixes among people.

Every once in a while, Junbi came to chat with Xue Jingheng, and the two gradually became familiar and intimate like relatives.

This night, Junbi came to look for him as usual.

Xue Jingheng had just finished bathing, and when he came out, he saw Junbi leaning against the window, his hands on his cheeks, looking out of the window. Her hair was a little messy by the wind, gently brushing the cheeks covered by the white veil, which could not be peeped into, but there was a unique charm in the haze.

Xue Jingheng stopped and watched quietly for a moment, breathed a sigh of relief, and then walked over cautiously.

"Sister Jun." Xue Jingheng spoke, and his clear voice interrupted Junbi's contemplation.

Jun Bi turned around in response and touched Xue Jingheng's hair that was still dripping with water, "Why is it so wet?" As she spoke, she took the cloth and skillfully helped Xue Jingheng dry and wet her hair.

Junbi's movements were extremely gentle, and there was a light fragrance on his body, lingering beside Xue Jingheng, wafting and lingering. This fragrant fragrance first enters the nose and then penetrates deep into the bone marrow.

"I don't like the maid to serve, the little girl is clumsy, wait for it to do it by itself." Having said that, Xue Jingheng still enjoyed it so much that he half leaned on Junbi's side. He now has long hands and long feet, and occupies most of the soft couch.

"If you get sick with a cold, I see how you can quibble." Junbi gently patted the top of Xue Jingheng's head and said angrily.

"I'm in good health, and my grandfather praised me not long ago." Xue Jingheng inadvertently showed a look of grievance.

At this time, Xue Jingheng's eyebrows flew obliquely, sparse, his pupils were deep, and his eyes were more black and white. Some teenagers are immature and young, but they can already be seen to be handsome and extraordinary in the future. What's even more valuable is his all-round temperament, no longer cowardly and weak, but graceful, and contaminated with the free and uninhibited writing similar to Junbi.

However, Xue Jingheng is alone in front of Junbi and likes to show his dependence on her, so it is not difficult for people to notice that he is indeed a few years younger.

"It's going to be nonsense." Junbi nodded the tip of Xue Jingheng's nose, and said helplessly: "You are asked to practice martial arts to strengthen your body, but it is not for fearlessness." ”

Jun Bi saw that the wet hair was basically wrenched, and was about to get up and put down the Bupa.

Xue Jingheng grabbed Junbi violently. He had a lot of strength, and Junbi was a little caught off guard, so he was pulled back to the soft couch. His hand happened to be on Jun Bi's waist, and his waist was like a bundle, and Ying Ying held it, which made the young man's cheeks slightly hot.

Junbi didn't care too much, and sat up on the soft couch, "You've grown so big, why do you still like to play with me." She straightened Xue Jingheng, and the hand naturally slipped from her waist.

Xue Jingheng was a little inexplicably lost, he subconsciously clenched his fists and hung his head slightly. A few strands of green silk slid down his cheeks, lining his skin like porcelain white, and his lips were red.

"Sister Jun, I've framed the painting, do you want to take a look?" Not long ago, Xue Jingheng mentioned to Junbi that he was quite interested in Danqing, and it happened to be used to change the topic at this time.

Junbi really didn't continue to blame, but immediately became interested in the painting, and couldn't wait to take a look, "Okay, where did you put it?" ”

Xue Jingheng directly took Junbi's hand and walked out. Every autumn and winter, Junbi's skin is dyed with a trace of coolness, and it is so smooth that it seems to melt in his palm at any time. He couldn't help frowning slightly, for fear that the next moment this beautiful touch would slip out of his grasp.

Xue Jingheng took Junbi straight to the study. There is a painting on the table, and from a distance, you can see that it is framed very carefully, and it is obvious that Xue Jingheng loves it very much.

"What did you draw?" Junbi curiously reached out to take it, but Xue Jingheng grabbed it in his hand and lifted it up. Now that the young man's height has surpassed her, she can only look at Xue Jingheng in confusion.

Xue Jingheng coughed lightly at a loss, "That...... It's just a ...... to draw and play" For some reason, suddenly I don't want to show Junbi.

Jun Bi couldn't cry or laugh, "You brought me here and didn't show me, what does this mean?" ”

Xue Jingheng secretly glanced at Junbi, gritted his teeth, and handed the scroll to Junbi's hand, and said in a snort: "If you feel that the painting is not good, you ...... You are not allowed to ......"

Jun Bi lightly nodded Xue Jingheng's forehead, and the corners of his mouth raised a light smile, "I'm not such a mean person. As he spoke, he slowly unfolded the scroll.

It is a bright moon in the eye, hanging alone in the sky, and the surrounding stars are faintly shining, and the original painting is the scene of the moonlight. Continue to look down, there is a graceful and slender figure, plain white, green silk like ink. The white gauze cover adds a mysterious charm, and the wide sleeves of the coat are blown by the wind, fluttering like a fairy.

"...... this?" Jun Bi stroked the side face of the person in the painting, and hesitated for a moment, "Me? ”

Xue Jingheng's ears were red, and he replied in a low voice, "When I saw it that night, I thought it was beautiful, so I kept it in my heart, and I drew it casually when I had time." As he spoke, his expectant eyes stared straight at Junbi, and he didn't want to let go of the slightest change in her expression.

Junbi realized that Xue Jingheng seemed to have some ignorant and throbbing feelings for her, so he praised without hesitation: "The painting is beautiful." ”

The corners of Xue Jingheng's lips rose, and her voice was soft, "My sister was born beautiful. ”

Xue Jingheng is no longer as stubborn as a child when he first met, and has become more and more able to speak under the influence of Junbi over the years. At this moment, with his fresh and beautiful young appearance, how can it not make people sweet to the heart.

Junbi reached out and pinched Xue Jingheng's cheek, and said with a smile: "I haven't seen how my sister looks, I can say it so well, I don't know how many little girls I will deceive in the future." ”

Xue Jingheng looked at Junbi with sincere eyes, "I just know that my sister is good-looking, and I ...... Don't lie to other girls. ”

Jun Biwan smiled, her beautiful eyes were slightly curved, and her eyes were like rippling water, "This is not bad, if you meet your favorite person in the future, just treat her well, and don't show mercy everywhere." "If he is a beautiful wife and concubine like his father Xue Zhi, Junbi's hard work and teachings all the way will not be in vain.

Xue Jingheng did not live up to Junbi's thoughts, and at this time, all she had in her mind was her appearance.

Junbi's fingertips nostalgically caressed the woman in the painting, vaguely lonely. Thinking about it, she constantly shuttles through various spaces to complete tasks, experience all kinds of life, and prove her existence. Now watching Xue Jingheng move from youth to maturity, but she herself doesn't know where she came from and where she is going. However, she can enjoy it, enjoy it, and it is worth the trip.

Junbi is not a person who cares about self-pity, a moment of depression disappeared in an instant, and if it comes, it will be safe, and it is most important to cherish the present.

Jun Bi put the scroll back on the table, still with a light smile in his eyes, "I like this painting very much, if one day, we have the opportunity to meet in the daytime, you will give it to me, okay?" "I don't know which day, it's really possible.