Ming Jingxuan also left Yunshui Village with confidence after seeing her enter the door. Walking on the path of this village, he only felt infinite joy in his heart.

Unexpectedly, the girl who was saved by himself was the visitor who gave the sachet that he had been looking for.

I have always been indifferent, but I don't want to have an unprecedented affection for this little girl. Perhaps, the reason why he was indifferent in the past was only because he didn't meet her.

In the vast sea of people, how lucky is it to find a confidant in this life?

After closing the door, Song Qinglian walked into the bungalow where there was no one, and she also felt infinitely warm in her heart. This was the first time she had returned to see her, and she did not feel lonely in the face of the empty house.

The much-anticipated son of Mingjing Xuan Xuan has now become her Xuan brother. Sure enough, as she thought, he was not an arrogant and indifferent person.

Pingshui met, but he was willing to save each other with righteousness, and he took care of him in every way, and he was careful in every way. How could this friendship not move her?

Maybe when she saw him for the first time under the stage, she spied the real him from his eyebrows.

From then on, the people around him who cared about him were not only Lu Shuangshuang and Lin Acheng, but also this affectionate Brother Xuan.

But thinking of her own life experience, she couldn't help but add a sadness to her heart, he didn't know his true identity, treat himself well, maybe just think of himself as a simple little girl.

The world is disgusted with the tobacco business, if he knew that he was the daughter of the owner of the tobacco shop, and would treat him so well, would he still be lucky enough to be friends with him?

She felt guilty that he was honest with her, and that he had not been completely honest with him after all, hiding his identity and real name.

But if his identity and name can't be hidden, if he knows, will he dislike his identity as a smoker?

A person of such a temperamental and affectionate nature may not be as mediocre as the world. Since he cares about himself because of that sachet, and he likes his exquisite mind, how can he care about being born with such a thing that cannot be changed?

After thinking about it, she didn't know how to face the friendship with Ming Jingxuan. I just didn't think about it, lay in bed, and prepared to sleep.

This first encounter with him, she was very happy in her heart, and his appearance warmed her whole heart. If she is a person who understands her, it must be the most brilliant brilliance that she blooms in her life.

After that day, Song Qinglian learned a lesson from the events of that day, and she never sold incense sachets in the capital again until the sun went down.

That man may not dare to go to Song Qinglian for trouble in front of everyone during the day, or maybe he has had other plans with Song Daquan about that matter, so he has not gone to Song Qinglian again.

In the next few days, Song Qinglian has been doing business in the capital, and there have been no accidents.

What Ming Jingxuan said about the sachet that day, she has always kept it in her heart. These days, while doing business, I embroider various styles and different floral scented sachets for Ming Jingxuan.

I did it for a total of seven days, and in these seven days, she embroidered a total of 23 sachets for Ming Jingxuan, integrating more than eight embroidery methods such as Sichuan embroidery, Shu embroidery, and Suzhou embroidery, and concentrated all 18 styles and 15 kinds of flowers.

Every stitch, every thread, embroidered is her most sincere heart. What she wanted to give to Ming Jingxuan was not only a gratitude for his righteous rescue, but also a cherishing of that sincere friendship.

In this world, if you say that you are willing to treat yourself well, in addition to Lu Shuangshuang and Lin Acheng, he is the third person. But if there is a person who can see through his own mind, he is the first person in his life.

can see the purity of her heart at a glance, and see the exquisite thoughts in the sachet, he is the first. Even Lu Shuangshuang and Lin Acheng don't know themselves as well as him.

Such hard-won sincere friendship must be cherished seriously.

I thought that Ming Jingxuan would come to the stall on Baishan Road to look for him, but a few days have passed, and he still hasn't come.

Song Qinglian thought to herself, maybe he was tripped up by something and couldn't leave, maybe he didn't know when the sachet he promised to embroider would be completed, and he was waiting for him to visit him.

Although she was a friend she had just met, there had been no news for more than ten days, and she missed it in her heart.

It happened that at this time, all the sachets had been embroidered, and Lu Shuangshuang also returned to the capital from Tianjin. She told Lu Shuangshuang about the events of the day, handed over the stall to Lu Shuangshuang to take care of for a long time, and planned to visit Minghui Hall in person. You can also give the sachet to Ming Jingxuan, and the coat he left with him should also be returned to him at the same time.

In the early morning of this day, Song Qinglian went to Minghui Hall to visit him with a basket of colorful sachets and Ming Jingxuan's coat according to the address mentioned by Ming Jingxuan.

Although the purpose of this trip was to give him the sachet to thank him for saving his life, and he also said that he was welcome to go at any time, but when he walked on the road, he would inevitably feel a little apprehensive in his heart.

And she didn't know why she was worried, she didn't know whether she was afraid that it would be inappropriate for her to go rashly, or because she was afraid that she would see his brothers and sisters. It was the first time for such a person to visit a friend.

But after all, Ming Jingxuan is a man, Song Qinglian has been influenced by feudal etiquette since she was a child, although people in a big city like Beijing are enlightened, but she always feels that it is a little inappropriate to visit him so rashly.

But now that they have already come, she can't help but regret it.

When she arrived at the alley where he said and saw the courtyard, she saw the plaque directly above the courtyard with the words "Minghuitang" written on it, and she knew that she had arrived at the place of her destination.

But Xin jumped up sharply, with a little nervousness, she carefully and gently buckled the iron door, and the person who opened the door was a man who was a few years younger than Ming Jingxuan.

When he saw Song Qinglian, he was: "Girl, you are ......"

Song Qinglian explained: "My name is Qinglian, and I am here to find Xuan Gongzi......

The man's gaze fell on the sachet in Song Qinglian's basket, and he immediately understood, "Ah, I know, you are the Qinglian girl that the sixth senior brother said." ”

"Senior Brother Sixth said that he ordered a lot of sachets for Minghui Hall from you, but I didn't expect you to do it so quickly. Come in, girl, there's something to say in the room. ”