Shen Qingyi slept soundly this night, and did not wake up until two or three o'clock in the morning.

Xiao Yan had already practiced boxing, bathed and changed clothes, sat on the Xiangzhu couch in the main room, and flipped through the book that Shen Qingyi held on the couch last night.

It was a collection of poems.

There are poems, lyrics, and prose songs...... are all lovesick sentences, and Xiao Yan was a little stunned when he flipped through them.

When Shen Qingyi came out of the clean room connected to the inner bed, Xiao Yan was turning to the song "Touching the Fish": "Ask what is the love in the world, and teach life and death to promise?" The sky is south and the north are double|Flyer, the old wings have been cold and summer several times. Happy and fun, parting bitter, there are even more crazy children. ......" Hearing Shen Qingyi's footsteps, he immediately raised his head and stood up, and shouted, "Sister." ”

Shen Qingyi's black hair was combed into a bun, his face looked very good, he should have slept very well in the last two or three hours, and he was wearing a collar of plain shirts with a light orange tunic skirt, which was a little more warm and elegant compared with yesterday, which matched Xiao Yan's apricot red collared shirt. Xiao Yan didn't seem to pay attention to this, and when she saw Shen Qingyi's skirt, she smiled and said, "My sister wears this color very well." Those frost white plain colors are too cold, and it is good to wear warm colors. ”

Shen Qingyi smiled at her, Qingli said tactfully, "Okay, if you like it, I'll wear it at home." ”

Xiao Yan was slightly suffocated in her heart, and wanted to say, "If you like it, you don't have to care about me", but she thought that she liked those cold and plain colors, which made people feel that Su Luo was thin and thin when they looked at it, and it was better to like to build it herself, so she thought about it and said: "I also like plain colors, but I feel that my sister likes to be quiet and quiet, and it is good to have some bright and warm colors." ”

Shen Qingyi smiled, "What you said is extremely true. Approaching her, his eyes glancing at the scroll, "Which one do you like?" ”

Xiao Yan lifted the book to her, Shen Qingyi swept it with a glance, and immediately landed on two of the lines, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said: "You should have a word, thousands of mountains and twilight snow, who is the shadow going to?" Slightly annoyed, "I knew there was this sentence, so I wouldn't have shown you this book." ”

Xiao Yan: "......"

Shouldn't we pay attention to that sentence - "Ask what is the love in the world, and teach life and death to make promises?" ”

It really doesn't make sense for a person who is in love to be jealous, it will attack anytime and anywhere, and it will make my sister forget her purpose.

Xiao Yan turned the page very wisely, but saw Shen Qingyi take the graphite core pen of the purple bamboo tube, turned back to the previous page and crossed out "Thousands of mountains and twilight snow, only the shadow to whom".

Xiao Yan: ......

Shen Qingyi casually pulled her to sit down, the movements were intimate and natural, and the two sat side by side, which reminded Xiao Yan of reading in her sister's main room before, and when she didn't understand, she leaned over and asked her sister, and she was in a trance for a while, her fingers turned the page, but her eyes were still stunned. Shen Qingyi looked at her and whispered: "The autumn breeze is clear, the autumn moon is bright, the fallen leaves gather and disperse, and the jackdaws are frightened." When do you know when you will meet each other? It's embarrassing to be on this night! Enter my lovesick door, know that I am lovesick. Sauvignon Blanc is long and remembrance, and Sauvignon Blanc is infinite. Reading this, Xiao Yan suddenly paused, Xiao Yan looked over and reminded: "There is one more sentence." ”

I knew it was so stumbling, how could I not know each other at the beginning.

I knew that I was so affectionate and painful, why didn't I see each other, didn't know each other, didn't know each other, didn't know each other.

Shen Qingyi looked at her angrily, his eyes were as cold as snow, and he crossed out the sentence with a pen.

Xiao Yan: ......

Shen Qingyi collected this volume of lovesick poems and songs, and said with some annoyance: "I should let you read "Poems". My Fair Lady, I covet it. Qingqingzi Pei, I think about it. I don't see it for a day, and I think like crazy. Heaven and earth are not separated from you. ”

Xiao Yan smiled, didn't poke her intentions, and only said, "Sister, you tampered with ancient poems." ”

Heaven and earth are together, and they dare to be with the king.

Shen Qingyi's right hand fell on the back of her hand, her thin fingers clenched slightly, looked at her eyes and said, "Heaven and earth are not separated from you." ”

The south side of the respiration room was originally a long glass window, and the morning sun was very bright after the sun penetrated, and the light reflected Shen Qingyi's eyes, like the light reflecting the water in the pool, rippling and sparkling. Xiao Yan only felt that her eyes were as clear as a pool, and her black pupils clearly reflected herself, and her eyes were gentle and lingering affection, like thousands of threads, and contained the fiery flame of Danhuo, but she seemed to be afraid of burning herself, and she had restrained forbearance.

Xiao Yan's heart burned painfully-such caution......

"You ......," she said, her voice a little hoarse. I want to say: You are a cold plum in my heart, welcoming the snow and frost, let's not be that spring silkworm, okay? But seeing that there were two points of absolute fierceness in her eyes, and she had no regrets in her deep affection, her throat was choked, and she couldn't say it anymore. Her eyes were painful and stunned for a while, and the breath of cold plum fragrance penetrated into her heart, and the arrogance of the plum made her cold again, lest she would rather break the jade.

"Ah Yan......" Shen Qingyi called her softly.

Xiao Yan only felt that the hand she was holding the back of her hand trembled slightly, just like her heart, trembling with affection, and trembling because she was afraid of being rejected by her.

Xiao Yan was scorched by the fiery and trembling emotion, and stung by her trembling uneasiness, and did not dare to ...... I couldn't bear to face these eyes, turned my eyes, and my eyes fell on the front, the barrier between the house and the door is a green silk and gold bamboo screen, a thin bamboo is polished very smooth, fine and dense with silver thread, tied with a string of tourmaline, the crystal beads are carved with patterns, the carved lines are as thin as silk, Xiao Yan has never seen the acacia flower, but I think it is a acacia, and the large acacia pattern on the bamboo screen is eroded and quicksilver, and the inextricable links of a screen are like a knot in her heart, and the heart is fine and dense pain.

She thought about it all night last night, one heart was cut in half by a thread, half of her heart calmly and rationally analyzed Shen Qingyi's feelings, and calmly and rationally analyzed her feelings for Shen Qingyi; The other half of the heart is heartbroken, like a gloomy sea and does not know the direction. The half of her calm and rational heart made her ruthless, but the other half of her heart fell into complex feelings for Shen Qingyi, with her liking and intimate trust, admiration and respect for her, distress and pity for her, and strong feelings of unbearable for her, unbearable for her to suffer for love, unbearable for her sadness, and heartache for her...... This kind of emotion was like a tidal wave rushing at her like a wave, making her state of mind lose its clarity and tranquility, painful and chaotic.

She knows that these feelings are not yet love.

But these feelings are too deep, like wine buried deep in the ground, those feelings precipitate over the years, brewing more and more mellow.

As long as she wants to, these feelings can be transformed into love.

A-Niang once said: "When you feel sorry for someone, want to shelter a person from the wind and rain, and want to shelter him (her) for a good life, you already have the foundation of love." She laughed at the time: "That's how I feel for A-Niang." A-Niang raised her eyebrows and said proudly: "If I weren't your mother, would you still be able to fall in love with someone else?" Xiao Yan laughed.

And when she saw Shen Qingyi, she had the feeling of distress and shelter that A-Niang said, she would feel sorry for her thinness, and wanted to use her warmth to scorch her, so that she would not be so thin; I want her to be happy, let her raise her eyebrows, don't frown and be melancholy; I want her to have a good time, and her mood is bright and peaceful...... This kind of distressed and caring heart, she has never given birth to Li Yuzhen and Murong.

When she was a child, her mother told her: Hardship and hardship, Yuru is successful. She herself is like this, and she also thinks the same way about Li Yuzhen and Murong Jue, only by going through hardships and hardships can she sharpen her martial arts. But if that person is Shen Qingyi, Xiao Yan would rather block the hardship and hardship for her, and hope that she will live in peace and not be affected by a little wind and rain...... Although she knew that Shen Qingyi was not weak, on the contrary, she was as strong as cold jade, as cold as frost and snow, and she was calm and wise, and she was clever, only she could calculate her, but Xiao Yan felt sorry for her...... The thinner she gets, the deeper it gets.

She walked slowly under the acacia tree last night, and when she walked over and over again on the promenade, the pain poured out from the bottom of her heart and spread all over her body. …… She only hated herself for why she didn't understand it now...... But, what if she already knew? …… The corridor was an inch of lovesickness, and Xiao Yan was sleepy all night.

Now, she is still trapped.

Can she love Shen Qingyi? Does she dare to love Shen Qingyi?

Blossom will be a lady—does she want it? Do you dare?

It's not something she can decide casually.

The relationship between her and Shen Qingyi is not only the relationship between the two of them, but also the Xiao family and the fourth brother.

And in a situation where she is already in a state of mind, any decision she makes may be irrational and immature.

She is actually twenty-two years old this year, and she is still in the prime of her life, but emotionally she is not as youthful and enthusiastic as a young man, and she must have acted thoughtfully. If she doesn't love, she must carefully think about how to be considerate of Shen Qingyi and not let her be ruined by love; If she loves, she is a couple for a lifetime, and once she makes a decision, she will not regret it for the rest of her life. …… But her life is not only about herself, but also about her parents and brothers, and she can't be careless.

She must also see her heart.

She turned her face, looked at Shen Qingyi with her eyes, and said, "My mood is confused. ”

Shen Qingyi's heartbeat suddenly missed.

Follow the pounding and jumping.

Xiao Yan said slowly and clearly: "You let me think about it." ”

Please give me a moment to think clearly.

Emotional matters should not be taken lightly.

Between you and me, we can't be rash.

Shen Qingyi's heartbeat was disordered, and her heart was mixed, happy that she didn't say that she couldn't accept her love, but worried that she was afraid that she would worry too much.

A heart in his chest flickered and sank, and he was not stable.

A hand lifted up and gently caressed her cheek, as if to draw warmth and strength from the touch. Xiao Yan felt that her slender fingers were like cold jade, a little cold, and she couldn't resist the idea of giving her warmth, and lowered her eyes slightly.

Shen Qingyi said: "Okay." ”

Say three words clearly and slowly: "I'll wait for you." ”

She had been waiting for so long, and when she could see the dawn, was she still afraid to wait?

But this sentence seemed to exhaust her strength, her fingers slipped under Xiao Yan's neck, paused slightly, straightened her already flat collar upwards, and then arranged her flat placket downward, slightly drooping her eyes, her expression was calm, and some pale lips were pursed.

Xiao Yan's heart was hurt by that thread again.

She knew that it was her uneasiness.

But I can't give her peace of mind right now.

Nor can you say those three words: "You can rest assured." ”

But in the end, I couldn't help but raise my hand and gently sucked her cool fingers, and said, "It's already very flat, don't pay attention to it." ”

Shen Qingyi said, "Hmm." ”

She lowered her eyes and stared for a while, leaned forward slightly, her forehead lightly rested on Xiao Yan's shoulder socket, and said, "Don't move." Let me lean on for a moment. ”

Xiao Yan sat there with a slight stiffness, not moving.

If she finally had to walk away, would her sister be discouraged?

Xiao Yan only felt that his heart was like a heavy stone, painful and heavy.

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