Chapter 21: I don't think it's good.

Wen Yunjin didn't speak immediately, he slowly walked up the stairs, stood outside the door of the mansion, put away the oil-paper umbrella, and put it at his side.

The rain trickled down the lines of the umbrella bones, splashing the hem of Wen Yunjin's clothes.

Wen Yunjin lowered his head, wiped his wet hands twice with a handkerchief, then raised his eyes, quietly looked at the dripping rain line under the eaves, his eyes seemed to be darker than the rainy night, and finally spoke: "Mrs. Su said, you asked for leave today." ”

Wen Yunjin's tone of speech was flat, combined with the fact that he had just looked at Xie Changhuai's departure direction, he almost called Si Xuan in person to ask for leave, but actually ran to mess with Xie Changhuai.

In the past, Si Xuan would probably be eager to explain it to his brother, but at this moment, Si Xuan was sober and didn't feel that he had done anything wrong. The only thing that was a little surprised was that my brother seemed to have gone to Taixue to find her today.

But Si Xuan didn't think much about it, then put away the umbrella, nodded and said, "Yes".

Wen Yunjin turned his head to look at her, staring intently.

Si Xuan waited a little impatiently, so he had to take the initiative to ask, "Is there something wrong with my brother looking for me so late?" ”

"Xuan Xuan also knows that it is late."

Si Xuan's face sank: "What does my brother want to say?" ”

Wen Yunjin put the wet square handkerchief in his palm, slowly kneaded it, and finally asked the sentence: "Do you want to be engaged to Xie Changhuai?" ”

Wen Yunjin's voice was very soft, and he couldn't hear any emotion, just as indifferent as always.

"Yes......"

Si Xuan admitted.

Wen Yunjin nodded to himself, and through the hazy rain curtain, he saw that the flowers and trees under the steps were broken by the rain, and the flowers and leaves splashed in the mud under the trees.

As soon as the cold wind poured in, a few petals perched on his fingertips.

Wen Yunjin lowered his eyes and saw it, looked at it with a very cheap gaze, dusted it off casually, and let it soften into the rain.

"I'll take care of it."

Wen Yunjin finally spoke and said calmly.

The air around him was cold and humid, Si Xuan only stood for a while before feeling cold, the tip of his nose turned red, and he subconsciously picked up his cuffs to cover his little hands, and when he heard what Wen Yunjin said, he couldn't help but look up: "What?" ”

"I don't think so." Wen Yunjin was impatient, her voice had a cold and low texture, and she repeated it to her, "You are not suitable for Xie Changhuai." ”

Si Xuan finally listened to the yin now, why did Wen Yunjin come to her.

She looked at her indifferent and calm brother in front of her, and suddenly had a bold speculation in her heart, but her mouth deliberately provoked him like a fire: "What's not appropriate?" ”

"The Queen Mother wants you to be engaged to Xie Changhuai, and you agreed." Wen Yun called her name, "Si Xuan, when did you become so obedient?" ”

"I have known him since I was a child, and he is now the famous and powerful Marquis Xie Xiao, with a prominent and noble status, and he does not dislike me for two years in Zhaotian Prison. The Queen Mother found me such a good marriage, why should I refuse? ”

When Si Xuan said this, his mouth closed in time.

Because she had noticed that Wen Yunjin's gaze that fell on her was slowly condensing into a frozen lake. It's cold and heavy.

It seems to invisibly drag people into the bottomless abyss.

Si Xuan even unconsciously clenched his cuffs, not knowing whether he was cold or frightened, only pretending to be calm on the surface to maintain his expression.

The rain was still pouring down, and the night seemed restless and dark.

After a long silence, Wen Yunjin suddenly took a step forward.

The familiar gentle breath was wrapped in the cold frost in the rainy night, Si Xuan froze in place, and before she could react anything, Wen Yunjin's hand reached over, and the coldness of the placket of his clothes seemed to have not touched his cheeks, making Si Xuan's skin slightly tight.

And Wen Yunjin just gently picked up the petals on the tips of her hair.

At the same time, a recovering tone sounded above her head, "Okay, brother got it." ”

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(Brother: Utter madness.)

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