"Sit down." His pale hand gestured closer to him.

Hua Xiyi sat down, and he handed her a pale yellow scroll.

Picked up and placed on his lap, under the veil of the hat, reflected in the golden lettering.

She was slightly surprised in her heart, she didn't know how he could have such a book, and the font on it belonged to their continent.

"How do you have such a scroll?" Her tone sank, and she always felt that something was moving towards her.

"It's my mother's thing, but she disappeared when I was very young, and I haven't found it yet." Murong Shenjun said.

The tone was light, and he didn't seem to care about his mother.

Hua Xiyi's hand shook and said secretly: I'm afraid I've already returned there, generally speaking, it's easy to come down, but it's difficult to go up.

Unless the space is broken and the trajectory of the star arc is crossed, this is the easiest way to go back, listen to him, maybe she was brought back by someone from her own family, right?

Hua Xiyi didn't say it explicitly, maybe it would be better if she didn't know, right?

"Don't you miss your mother?" She asked him, paying attention to his expression.

"I don't think much about it, the memory of her is very vague." As a child, he either read books, slept, or secretly studied magic.

Where will he pay attention to her, saying that he is cold, but he is affectionate, or that he himself is suitable for this appearance, right?

Hua Xiyi couldn't help but think of Murong Ciyan, and asked him again: "What about Ciyan?" ”

Murong Shenjun looked at the scroll in her hand and said, "We two brothers and sisters don't think much about our mother. ”

"Also, can you read it? His eyelids suddenly sank, and he sighed in his heart.

"You say the first few pages and the first few lines, and I'll read them to you." Hua Xiyi thought that when she first came in, he was already halfway through reading.

"Page 250, line 9." Murong Shenjun said, but he wanted to listen, but his eyelids just sank, but he didn't want to sleep yet.

When Hua Xiyi heard this number, she couldn't help twitching the corners of her mouth, fortunately he was not a modern person, otherwise she would have to die of embarrassment.

Turning to the page he said and looking at the line of words again, Hua Xiyi suddenly wanted to slap herself in the face.

"Can you not say this?" She really wants to throw the notebook out!

Murong Shenjun looked at her, looking at her hand as if she wanted to throw the notebook away, his tone was a little cowardly, and there was some complaint, and even he heard some feelings of chagrin inexplicably.

He couldn't help but wonder what was written in this paragraph in this notebook, although he didn't understand the previous paragraph very well, but the general meaning might be a little understood.

"You, don't you know?" Murong Shenjun asked her suspiciously.

But he was clearly sure that she would say that who told him that his eyes were so obvious.

"Are you really incomprehensible or fake?" She gritted her teeth, and suddenly felt aggrieved and unable to get it back.

I saw that the person opposite her shook his head, and suddenly a joking thought popped out of his mind.

But it was only in an instant that it was occupied by the wind-stained figure.

"Do you really want to hear it, and don't regret it?" Anyone could hear the suffocation in her tone.

It's a pity that Murong Shenjun never wronged himself, so he nodded.

Hua Xiyi looked at the scroll in her hand, and Murong Shenjun could see that she wanted to smash the book in her face.

took a deep breath and said aggrievedly: "What if, I like you?" ”

In an instant, a roll slapped him on the face, and Murong Shenjun was obviously confused.