"Daddy—"

Du Qingxia walked in, her eyes looked at Lu Jue and Luo Chanyi, who were sitting at the same table with Master Du, and she was not surprised, obviously she knew that they were also here before she came.

"Qingxia, sit down." Master Du waved his hand at her.

As soon as Du Qingxia sat down, his eyes looked at Lu Jue, and he said directly, "I want to ask you, what did you clean up with?"

Lu Jue didn't look at her, the tip of the chopsticks gently took a bite of the dish, put it in his mouth, and chewed it slowly.

Du Qingxia was ignored, and her anger came up suddenly: "I'll ask you."

"Sunny summer!" Master Du hurriedly spoke, he knew his daughter's temper very well, and hurriedly stopped her before she got angry: "You tell your father, what are you cleaning up?"

Du Qingxia glanced at Lu Jue with his eyes and sighed: "The embroidery I embroidered, after washing, let my subordinates hang it in the backyard to dry, but he made it all colored ink, and he wanted to make his daughter angry to death."

Master Du was stunned for a moment: "Backyard? Was it this morning?"

Du Qingxia looked at him and nodded, "Yes."

"But in front of the gazebo?"

Du Qingxia was stunned for a moment: "Yes."

Master Du's fleshy face trembled, revealing an embarrassed expression: "My stupid daughter, you have wronged your brother Lu Jue, I asked people to hang the painting in the backyard to dry, the color ink on the painting has not dried, the painting paper is wet, just hang it outside to dry."

Du Qingxia's face froze for a moment, and then suddenly frowned and said, "Impossible, Dad, when did you paint, and you helped him cover up?"

Old Man Du sighed and supported his forehead with one hand: "I only started learning in the past few days, cough, you quickly apologize to your brother Lu Jue."

"I ......," Du Qingxia's face was red and white.

She suddenly turned her head to look at Lu Jue: "Then why didn't you say it at the time, you didn't make it, just tell me, how are you, why are you still the same as when you were a child!" Stuffy gourd!"

Master Du hurriedly pressed her shoulder: "You can't talk to your brother Lu Jue like this, apologize quickly."

Du Qingxia didn't pay attention to it, and only looked at Lu Jue: "You haven't said it yet, how did you clean it up?"

Master Du also looked at Lu Jue, he didn't have no experience, the colored ink accidentally dripped on his clothes, and it really couldn't be cleaned.

Lu Jue put down the dishes and chopsticks: "I didn't clean up." Picked up the teacup and took a few sips.

Du Qingxia: "What do you mean? It's already clean......

Lu Jue: "I just covered the stain with dye."

Du Qingxia: "Impossible, how to cover it with dye!"

He "dots the stain with dye, mixes a variety of colored inks, and slowly mixes them into the same color as the base cloth."

Several people were stunned after hearing this, including Luo Chanyi, she thought that Lu Jue was so unimpressed, because he had some exclusive trick to deal with color ink stains, and she didn't want it to be such an extremely difficult way.

"Where's the embroidered cloth?" Master Du became interested and hurriedly asked.

Du Qingxia's arrogance had already subsided at this time, and she replied slightly stunned, "Yes, in my room."

She couldn't help but recall that when she saw the embroidered cloth just now, she was in the mentality of finding faults, and she really checked every place very carefully, and it was really clean, and there were no traces of dirt at all.

She couldn't figure it out so she went to ask Lu Jue, and found that he wasn't in the room, so she found it here.

Master Du looked at the green-clothed maid next to Du Qingxia: "Go, go and get it."

If a person paints vividly, it is considered to be highly skilled, and there can only be a few hundred people in this world, and among these hundreds of people, it is difficult to find a second person who can be so sensitive to color.

When Master Du thought of this, he couldn't help but sigh secretly, it seems that the road of making money by selling paintings is not so easy to follow, and the doorway here seems to be more complicated than doing business.

After eating, Luo Chanyi and Lu Jue walked all the way back.

There is still half a head of the sun left in the west, and the blue and white moon in the east has already risen, each emitting a faint light that does not interfere with each other

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There was already a layer of hoarfrost on the ground, like white powdered sugar, and it was a little sticky to step on.

"Is it cold?" Lu Jue looked at her.

Luo Chanyi stretched out his hand, casually flicked off the hoarfrost on the branches on the side of the road, and shook his head: "I just finished eating, I don't feel cold."

Lu Jue glanced at the clothes on her body, which looked extremely thin at this time: "Let's change that thick set tomorrow."

She nodded absentmindedly, then stopped and pointed in the direction above his head: "Lu Jue, look."

Lu Jue looked up with her pointing.

Luo Chanyi seized the opportunity and pulled the willow branch on her head hard, and the snow-white ice crystals fell.

Lu Jue instinctively dodged, but he couldn't dodge it in the end, and he fell all over his body, a layer of delicate snow white.

looked at Luo Chanyi, but saw that she was still pulling the willow in her hand, and in that fluttering ice crystal, she smiled triumphantly and presumptuously, smiled and bent her eyebrows, and when it was so cold, it was also full of peach blossom March-like warmth.

But the moment she made eye contact with him, the smile on her face slowly converged, leaned forward slightly, and looked at Lu Jue up close with a pair of clear eyes.

"Lu Jue, you just laughed." The smile on her face resurfaced.

"Nope." He refused to admit it.

"You're smiling, I see it."

He really didn't smile much, at most he bent the corners of his mouth lightly, and just now, it was really a complete smile, a smile better than anything she had ever seen before.

The snow and frost above her head had stopped falling, and she herself was not spared, with a layer of white sand on her head and shoulders.

Lu Jue stretched out his hand and touched the top of her head, slowly brushing away the cold frost and snow for her.

She lowered her head and cooperated with his movements.

The snow and frost on the top of her head melted a little, wetting her hair slightly, Lu Jue grabbed her sleeve and strode in the direction of the room: "I'm sick, see if you still make trouble."

After returning to the room, Lu Jue raised a small stove, and they sat on both sides of the stove, baking a fire.

There was no light in the room, it was dim and quiet, only the red light of the fire.

The firelight jumped slightly on the faces of the two people, each quiet.

Lu Jue actually wanted to ask her how she planned to deal with that matter, but he was worried that if he said it, it would become nosy again.

Luo Chanyi looked at the fire, slightly distracted, only to feel inexplicably relieved and steadfast at this moment, this rare steadfastness can't tell who gave it to her, is it this fire? Or is it this person?

The only thing she was a little worried about was that she was afraid that Lu Jue would suddenly have some questions, and she couldn't answer them.

After being silent for a long time, Lu Jue suddenly opened his mouth: "You ......"

He looked at Luo Chanyi and said, "Is there a place you really want to go?"

Her heart fell back to its original place, and the first place that came to her mind about this question was Locke's Village, where the people closest to her lived.

Also, she wants to know how she died. Especially after the last time she fell into the water, whenever she couldn't sleep at night, she would think crankily about this issue.

She had a vague feeling that her death was a long and painful process, and as for what it was, she really couldn't think of it.

She curled the corners of her mouth at Lu Jue: "As long as you don't go back to Luojia Village, it's fine anywhere."

Lu Jue didn't seem to be able to answer, and fell silent.

At night, the cold is even worse, as if everything is frozen, and there is silence outside the window.

Luo Chanyi was sleeping soundly, and her feet exposed outside the quilt were consciously taken in.

She had a dream in which she was still sitting by the fire, and the fire was burning brighter and brighter, until at last a ring of fire flew out of it and put it around her neck......

"Luo Chanyi, you're not awake yet?!"

She woke up suddenly, and found that it was not a dream, and that the resentful collar was a demon again.

She was furious and cried out in hatred, "You're short of water again, aren't you?!"

"Don't speak, go back to the underworld now!" He changed his usual laid-back and arrogant tone, and his tone was very urgent.

Luo Chanyi immediately looked out the window, and there was a thick darkness: "It's still midnight!"

"What's wrong in the middle of the night, you forgot you're a ghost, don't delay it." He urged solemnly.

Luo Chanyi's mind suddenly became confused: "I can't just leave, tomorrow morning, everyone will find out that I have disappeared silently, what will they think?"

Shang Tian let out a sneer when he heard this, full of ridicule of her ignorance, and he said, "Listen, this time it's not me who discussed with you, it's an order from an adult, I can't help you if you want to go back or not."

There is no need for him to say it, just listening to his tone, Luo Chanyi naturally realized it.

She immediately made a decision, no longer delayed, immediately got out of bed and grabbed the clothes on the shelf, and wore them as she walked: "I'll go and talk to Lu Jue."

Shang Tian let out a speechless wail: "I'm too late to tell, do you have a brain!"

Luo Chanyi had no time to care about the noise in his ears, so he put on his coat indiscriminately, went straight to Lu Jue's door, and knocked hard: "Lu Jue, it's me!"

Her mind was still very chaotic at this moment, and the only thing she was determined to do was that she couldn't disappear without saying a word, she had to say something to Lu Jue.

Maybe it was because of the unexpected late night, maybe it was because of the panic in her voice, Lu Jue opened the door at a very fast speed.

Even, he even forgot to wear shoes, and he was wearing a bottom coat. Pants, snow-white appeared in front of her.

He put a large hand on her shoulder and nervously asked, "What's wrong?"

Luo Chanyi looked at his eyes, and at this time it was cold, and her lips trembled slightly: "I'm here to say goodbye to you......

She visibly felt the hand he placed on her shoulder tremble, and asked, "Where are you going?"

Luo Chanyi's lips continued to tremble, and even her jaw trembled, she no longer looked at him, her frightened eyes drooped, and she did not answer.

Lu Jue took a breath of cold air, the chill entered his throat and heart, only to feel that he was frozen, and he finally asked again, "You are going back to Luojia Village with him, right?"

Luo Chanyi is like a statue, motionless, with lowered eyes and a word.

It's not that she doesn't want to talk, she's dying inside!

It's just that at this moment, her mouth somehow began to stiffen unresponsively, and gradually, this feeling spread to the whole body.

It's a terrifying and powerless feeling, like watching yourself become a lifeless stone.