When he entered the door, Nie Xiaoqian wanted to untie his clothes, but Ye Wushuang stretched out his hand to stop: "No need, it will be dry in a while." "His clothes are deformed, looking at a few inside and out, in fact, it is just one layer, and when he takes it off, it is gone. Nie Xiaoqian didn't force it, now she is full of love, after so many years, she finally knows what it's like to like someone, her heart is warm, and she is pounding, this feeling is very beautiful, and it is sweet in her heart without intimacy.

She put the scroll on the table and gently snuggled into his arms: "Childe, why are you so good to me?"

"Because you're good to me, tell me first, why are you so good to me?"

"Because Childe is upright, being able to pass Su Qing's mercy level is enough to prove Childe's character, all the men I have seen are perverts!"

"Actually, I am, but I'm a bit more special. ”

"No, you're not. ”

"Oh? How do you tell?"

"Now the two of us are alone in the dark room, you can do whatever you want next, but your heartbeat has not changed at all, you are not a gentleman, nor a pervert, you are pitying me, you really like me!"

"Wow! You can analyze this, are you a love saint?"

"Childe, please don't be kidding, I like the feeling now. ”

"Me too. Ye Wushuang kissed her deeply on the lips, but it was only a second, and before she could be emotional, she left, walked to the table and spread out the scroll: "Is this really you? When did you draw it?"

"When I was seventeen. Nie Xiaoqian walked over slowly.

"Oh, then you're eighteen now. ”

"yes. "Nie Xiaoqian felt bitter in her heart, I have been eighteen years old for many years.

Ye Wushuang knocked on the table: "I suddenly want to inscribe a poem on it, I don't know if it's okay?"

"What poem do you want to inscribe? I'll go get pen and ink. Nie Xiaoqian quickly took the pen and ink and began to grind for Ye Wushuang.

"The name of this painting is Huanqingsi, which reminds me of the first time I saw you in the small lake, and now the bright moon is hanging high, and this poem has to be written on the paper. ”

"Oh, that must be a stroke of genius, please give me the words. ”

Ye Wushuang dipped himself in ink and wrote a few lines vertically in the blank space above the scroll: "Ten miles of Pinghu is full of frost, and every inch of green silk is sorrowful." looked at each other in the shape of the moon," and then stopped writing.

Nie Xiaoqian read softly: "Ten miles of Pinghu is full of frost, and every inch of green silk is sad for the Chinese year. Looking at the moon-shaped lake, green silk, and bright moon are all there, and it really fits the occasion! But I don't know what this last sentence is?"

Ye Wushuang gently handed the brush into her hand, "This last sentence is for you to write." After speaking, Rouyi, who was holding her, leaned over to the table, "This last sentence is 'only envy mandarin ducks and not immortals'." ”

Nie Xiaoqian was shocked, and couldn't stop trembling, Ye Wushuang firmly grasped her Rouyi with his right hand, and gently wrapped his left hand around her waist: "Don't tremble, you won't be able to write if you shake it." ”

Nie Xiaoqian took a long breath, and then slowly spit it out, finally stopped trembling, Ye Wushuang also opened her hand easily, she wrote the words "only envy mandarin ducks and not immortals" on the painting, a crystal teardrop fell on the scroll, she threw down the brush and turned around and threw herself into his arms and whimpered.

Ye Wushuang gently patted her jade back: "I like the way you smile, why do you cry when you are close to me?"

"No, I don't know. Xiao Qian whimpered: "I'm so happy, I like this feeling, I want to be a pair of mandarin ducks with you with the same fate, but I'm not worthy, don't be so good to me anymore." ”

"Why do you say that? I'm going to be upset. ”

"I'm sorry, I don't want you to be angry, but I really don't deserve it!"

"If you say that again, I'll leave!" Ye Wushuang really pushed her away after speaking!

Nie Xiaoqian burst into tears and smiled miserably: "Let's go, you really go." After speaking, he turned around and muttered to himself: "Let's go, let's go, if I really love you, I should really let you go." ”

There was a real sound of footsteps going out behind her, and then the door was closed with a "bang"! Nie Xiaoqian trembled, and her heart was shattered by this ruthless voice, but she didn't cry anymore, but smiled sadly: " Finally gone, I really let you go, it means that I love you, I am an ominous person, not worthy of love, you have made me realize what true love is, even if it is only one day, even if it is only this moment, I am already content, even if I live in hell forever in the future, I will smile, because I have ever had the most beautiful love!"

She stared at the scroll on the table, her fingers hanging half an inch in the air and gently swiped the handwriting, as if caressing her sweetheart's skin, and then took a breath and solemnly put away the scroll and carefully put it in the tube, and was about to turn around, when suddenly a pair of big hands hugged her tightly from behind!

"Ahh

Nie Xiaoqian's body softened, she turned around and held his lips tightly, tears flowed down the corners of her eyes, flowing into the mouths of the two, bitterness mixed with sweetness, a thousand tastes could not express her current mood, is it joy, is it sadness, is it resentment, or fear, or hope? She doesn't know, she just wants to stay at this moment forever!

After a while, the lips of the two parted, Nie Xiaoqian was very emotional, but it was not that kind of love, she didn't know how to express herself, and she didn't even know what she wanted. Starting downstairs, she was thinking about whether to harm Ye Wushuang, and when she got upstairs, she was entangled in whether to tell him that she was a ghost, that she was really in love with him, but she was afraid, afraid that he would leave angrily after knowing the truth, and even scared to death directly, she was even more afraid that even if Ye Wushuang really didn't care about all this, he really liked himself, but what should he do with his grandmother?

Suddenly, she put her hand into Ye Wushuang's shirt and groped around, "Childe, I want you!"

"Hey, you're too direct!" Ye Wushuang grabbed her hand.

"No, I want to, I want it now!" she stubbornly strained, tears flowed silently, she didn't even know what she was doing, maybe to get solace in her soul, maybe she wanted to steal the momentary joy before she died, but would she really be happy?

Ye Wushuang slowly but firmly withdrew her hand, gently hugged her, and kissed her tears: "Good, listen to me well, what I just said is true, you think you got love from me, but I didn't, it's not fair." ”

"What? no!" Nie Xiaoqian replied in a panic: "I love you, and I am willing to die for you!"

"Okay!" Ye Wushuang pressed her shoulder, gently pressed her to the chair, and sat opposite him, "I don't want you to die, I told you, you can tell me anything in the future, now you can say it, there is no hiding is the real love for me." ”

Nie Xiaoqian also knew that she couldn't hide it anymore, so she gritted her teeth and said, "Childe, you, you are just a scholar, can you accept what I said?"

"Just tell the truth. ”

"I'm not human!"

"Hehe, if you are referring to stealing incense and stealing jade, I am making love to you here behind my back, and I am not a human being. ”

"No, I mean, I mean"

"Hmph, don't bend around!" Ye Wushuang glared: "If you have something to say!"

"I'm a ghost!"

"Well, that's pretty much it, continued. ”

"Huh?" Now it was Nie Xiaoqian's turn to be dumbfounded, why didn't he seem to be frightened, but he was taken aback?" "This son, I mean, I'm really a female ghost." ”

"I see, let you continue. ”

Nie Xiaoqian's head was full of black lines, what kind of person is this? Is it normal for me to be a female ghost? How can it be as simple as saying that I am hungry? She can't help it, she boldly tells her life experience, during which Ye Wushuang also asked some questions, but they are all very casual, and soon this matter is over, Nie Xiaoqian even has a feeling of trance.

Ye Wushuang gently tapped the table with his fingers: "I like you very much, I can accept that you are a female ghost, what are you going to do?"

"Thank you, childe. ”

"I can't thank you for this, I love you and should tolerate everything about you, and you should do the same. ”

"Yes, if Gongzi doesn't dislike it, please go to the mass grave outside the temple tomorrow to find my tomb, take out my urn, and bring it back to your house, and I can follow you. ”

"Well, good. I can accept you, but my family doesn't, what will you do?"

"Xiaoqian is willing to serve the son's family as a slave and a maid. ”

It's the same as in the original book, "I can take your ashes away, but you may not be able to follow, will grandma let you go so easily?"

"I, I don't know, if Yan Daxia is willing to help"

"You don't have to say it, I'll take care of it. As he was talking, suddenly there was a knock on the door outside, and several people walked into the room, looking at it through the screen, it seemed to be a few women, Nie Xiaoqian's face changed miserably, and she looked around the room and there was no hiding place at all, and she gritted her teeth and lifted Ye Wushuang to stuff him into the big wooden barrel in the bath!