She took a look, and one of the sentences "busy taking advantage of the east wind to release paper kites" was written by him as a "bird" word, and she was quite a little crying and laughing for a while, but she felt sorry for him A general who only holds a sword on weekdays suddenly changed to a pen, which always feels a little weird.

"It's good." She smiled, her face blooming faintly like a bright orchid, which was always dazzling.

Yan Cheng also looked at her stupidly, how long had it been since he had seen her smile.

She was originally beautiful, but she didn't appreciate her beauty. He gradually understood that if he wanted to talk to her, he had to like what she liked.

"Shengsheng, I know you don't like me, but I'll try to get closer to you, don't you leave me, okay?" He asked.

With anticipation in her eyes, she was moved in her heart, why did he want to give herself such a touch when she was about to let go.

Is she going to be ruthless? Wen Shengsheng, if you don't make up a little bit this time, when will this be the leader?

Just like that sunny day, if the wind and rain don't come, it won't come for a few days, and if it comes, it will be a few days, and the heavy rain and light rain will make people's hearts bitter.

What kind of way can she sort out her relationship with Yancheng, I thought that I didn't want to have anything to do with him again in this life, but I didn't want to, I couldn't wait for separation, but I waited for him to be willing to change for himself.

"I'm not going to make it hard for anyone, and if it makes you miserable, you don't have to continue." She smiled wryly.

Yan Cheng was shocked in his heart, what does it mean that it is not necessary? He didn't let go of her hand! "I won't let you leave me, and without you, what is the difference between me and the fish that has no water?"

"There are more rivers and lakes in this world, why did you choose me? Besides, you and I have such a big grudge, and we won't be very happy together in the future. ”

"I'm not with you to be happy, I just want to see you happy."

Yan Cheng's sincere eyes were making her begin to let down her inner guard little by little, but there was a lot of resistance between the two of them, and it became a delusion to be together.

Looking at the blue sky and white sun, oh no, it was the foggy sky, she occasionally felt a little cool, light gauze as a cloak, but it was still a little cold.

Growing old with my son, I'm afraid it's a fantasy. There are so many difficult things in this world, what can make her so concerned?

She shook her head, smiled wryly, and stared at him again, the contoured face deeply reflected in her mind, but sometimes when she thought about it, she felt a little strange.

"Shengsheng, I'll read a poem for you." Yan Cheng scratched his head, slightly uncomfortable. However, he is still willing to put down everything just to make her smile.

Wen Shengsheng was curious and silent, which can be regarded as acquiescence.

Yan Cheng casually wrote an untitled poem, which was catchy to listen to him, but Wen Shengsheng had never heard of it. She couldn't help but wonder and asked, "What kind of poem is this?" Who's the work? I have never heard of it. ”

"I wrote it myself."

"You?"

Wen Shengsheng obviously didn't believe it, but he was afraid of hitting him, so he had to nod. I also savored his poems, and only felt that the feelings in the poems were vigorous and charming.

When the snow is broken and the sun is gone, it must be the desire of the two to sing.

"You know, my romance?"

She smiled, and gently caught the small droplets of water falling under the eaves, and the other drop fell on the jasper bracelet in her hand, in the shape of dewdrops, which had not slipped to the sides for a long time, and it could be seen that this was a good piece of jade with a high texture.

Yan Cheng had to work hard to listen to her words, because he had just entered the door, everything was unfamiliar, he said his doubts, he thought that Wen Shengsheng would laugh at her, but he didn't want her to explain to him word by word, ancient and modern allusions are all easy to come by, and talk about it.

He was stunned, it turned out that she was such a talented woman.

I found her bland before, but there is a faint static beauty, but now I understand that this must be a spiritual beauty after reading poetry and books.

He listened to her speak, and his words were very crisp and pleasant, and this time, he would not let him go again no matter what. I saw him bow slightly, and said: "Master Wen is above, please bow to the students!" ”

She was even more stupid, she couldn't imagine that he would kneel like herself.

"What are you doing, hurry up, don't let people see the joke!" She hurriedly helped him up, but Yan Cheng refused.

"If you take me as a disciple, then I will rise."

"You're a fool!" She is angry and anxious, this is the Yan family, if people see Yan Cheng kneeling for her, wouldn't she turn around and gossip about herself?

Sorrow comes from it, and thousands of sorrows seem to float in front of you. She stomped her foot, and her eyes were full of his scoundrel.

Yan Cheng grinned and hurriedly got up again.

"Master! Plenty of advice in the future! ”

"Scoundrel!"

She pretended to be angry, but she was still a little excited.

After all, the woman just wanted an attitude from him. But I don't want to, he is so sincere.

Little raindrops fell on the eaves, on the railings of the pavilions, and on the green grass, without splashing a drop of water.

She looked at him, and stopped talking. What shall I say to him? What is there to say? She was suddenly speechless, such a sincere good man, how could she bear to let him go?

"Shengsheng! When the morning sun rises in the future, I will go to you, and you will tell me to recite poetry. Yan Cheng said with a smile.

"Oh."

She held her forehead, but she was willing in her heart. It's not that she hates him, she just feels that she doesn't have a common topic with him, and the two of them will inevitably be bored together. It's okay now, Yancheng is going to come to learn things by himself.

She actually began to look forward to it, isn't it, only poetry and songs can make her smile? Maybe yes, after all, in those lonely days, it was the distant world of poetry that accompanied her through the difficulties.

If you are tired of life, it is better to talk about a few words of poetry, so that you can have some shadows of literati and artists, and you will not be smoked by money and miss your future.

"That's great! Shengsheng, you can give me more advice in the future! Yan Cheng was very excited to hold her hand, and when he found that her expression was slightly wrong, he suddenly let go of his hand.

Yes, she doesn't like people approaching her. He still kept his distance, okay, this Yan Cheng simply took a step back, keeping a few inches away from her.

Wen Shengsheng suddenly felt a little sorry for him, obviously he was so good, but he was bullied like this, it was really unbearable. felt sorry for his persistence, and she didn't know where to go in an instant.

Standing between her and Yancheng is still a lot of difficulties like mountains. With these mountains, she didn't know when it would be flat.

"I'm just promising you this, and I'm not guaranteeing anything else. Just because you're doing it doesn't mean I'm going to have a crush on you. ”

"I understand, as long as you are willing to teach me, I am willing to learn!"

"That's good." She nodded slightly, secretly sighing at his perseverance.

But these are just a few words of his, and I don't know what it will be in the future. Wen Shengsheng didn't have much hope in his heart, but he was still a little free.

I saw it so clearly, but I couldn't help but give him a chance. She knew that this love would surely put her in trouble again. How can she explain that pain and struggle?

"Yancheng, I don't have anything, you'd better not hurt me."

"What do you say, whoever I hurt, I won't hurt you." Yan Cheng swore an oath, how could he hurt her? It's too late for him to hold her as a treasure in his hand, how can he hurt her?

But Wen Shengsheng had more scruples, which he couldn't expect.

She smiled slightly, her eyes flashed, and she turned to speak: "I entered the door of your Yan family, no one here can help me, if you don't help me again, then I am really alone." ”

"I won't."

"Really? I won't believe you under any circumstances. Unless, you give me the account books of the Yan family for safekeeping, and also, give me the title deed of the Yan family. ”

Yan Cheng frowned, and thought about it again, "Shengsheng, that thing is all in my mother's place, I haven't seen it at all." ”

"If you want me to stay, give it to me. Otherwise, you and I don't have to talk about it. ”

"Does that really mean it? Wouldn't that be too much? My mother has worked hard all her life, how could she take out the account books and title deeds. Besides, that thing was supposed to be hers. ”

"I didn't really want it, I just wanted an attitude from you. But you don't want to, you're still like this. Wen Shengsheng was simply chilled, what's wrong with asking for a little money? Doesn't she know that his daughter is asking for a marriage?

The resentment in her heart was so deep that the smile on her face was gone. As long as the issue of the Yan family's property is discussed, Yancheng will always be silent.

She gritted her teeth, saying that she was snobbish or greedy for money, she just wanted Yancheng to give her a little protection. Otherwise, she wouldn't even have the money to buy some jewelry.

If she falls out with this swallow mother in the future, what will she eat? Do you still have to whisper and beg others to give you a bite to eat? I don't feel safe at all, and I always feel that there is no hiding place for me in this world.

The rain was falling quietly, and the sound of the drop falling on the green bricks and tiles was louder. Then a mist rose, and the rain became more and more rapid, like embroidery needles descending from the nine heavens one after another.

Yan Cheng's heart was also as uneasy as this torrential rain, he just looked at the rain in front of him in a daze, this rain, like a thin thread that had already been cut off, was now thrown down little by little.

He looked at her again, the beauty was picturesque, quiet as a quiet orchid, and her temperament was dusty, but why was her mind so complicated? He couldn't figure out what was going on in her mind.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't reach her heart. There was a blue sky full of blue clouds, and white cranes with bright wings, but unfortunately, he didn't understand.