The two pretended not to know each other's true faces, as if it was a very fun game, he happily played with Song Yuxuan, and responded to Song Yuxuan with a glass of wine and said: "Song Yuxuan is hiding on the easel behind a few rows, it's a pity that you patronize Su Hanchen's easel, Song Yuqiu saw that you were going to be arrested by the art academy, and he was so hated that he jumped off the building and committed suicide and fled, so he arrested you and hid them together."

After drinking four or five glasses of wine in a row, her face was very red, Song Yuqiu was a little dizzy, patted her cheek with her hand and said, "Song Yuqiu just wants not to see the master in the future." Who knew that Tianlu Pavilion would still be able to meet! At that time, Song Yuxuan thought it was a real fate, but now. ”

He looked at Song Yusui with a plausible and expectant gaze, but unfortunately Song Yusui was dizzy, and he didn't know what else he wanted to say, as if the words that had been pressed in his heart for a long time burst out from his body, just to finish the intermittent residual thoughts.

Song Yusui stood up crookedly, and accidentally kicked the dwarf with the sobering tea down, and then walked up to him, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Why is your surname Qi Shao?" It's clearly Xiao Guanheng! These two names are not related to each other at all, and Song Yuxuan has been deceived by you for a long time, and she has worked hard! Qi Shao smiled and said, "Yes, Song Yu's name is Qi Shao." He wasn't angry, he still smiled and said, "Song Yuqiu's name is Xiao Guanheng, do you remember Song Yuxuan?" There was a small smile on his face. Even the queen is not qualified to call her the emperor by her name, and the drunken Song Yuxuan is already talking at this moment.

"I'm so drunk!" "It's stupid." "How do you know?" "Song Yuxuan only understood after sobering up." "Is this Song Yuxuan's fault?" He smirked. Song Yuxuan asked with a smile. He chuckled and muttered helplessly, and before he could finish the three words "Song Yusui is not drunk", Song Yusui stepped on his skirt and fell into his arms. He took out Song Yuxuan's messy hair in his mouth, Song Yuxuan's cheeks were red from wine, and the pear vortex chuckled, but his eyebrows and eyes smiled like a dark night epiphany, exuding a mysterious and unpredictable charm, as if he was recalling the incomparably long past, and said: "Mingguanheng, Zishao, and Zishao have not been used for a long time."

"Spring is late and the trees are long, and Cang Geng is chattering and picking Su Qiqi". "Is this your first confession to Song Yuxuan? Your name is 'Dutch'? His voice trembled. Oh, yes! Song Yuxuan couldn't help laughing, "Yes." Song Yusui slowly recited the ancient song in the Book of Poetry written by Song Yusui that day, his heart palpitated and painful, and said, "That day was in Xiyuan." Song Yuqiu thinks you are frightened because of the birthmark on Song Yuqiu's body. You still don't think Song Yusui is beautiful. My heart is so bitter! Maybe it was because that day, when he held Song Yuqiu's finger and wrote beautiful poems in snow, Song Yuqiu's heart was pounding.

His fingers lingered around his slender neck, his skin was light rose because of drunkenness, and he said calmly: "Song Yuxuan said, this is the red plum that blooms on your neck!" Song Yuqiu doesn't mind! ”

Song Yusui slowly raised his right hand and gently traced the silhouette on his cheek, which was an action that he often thought about and feared, followed by a sentence that Song Yusui had hidden in his heart for a long time: "At this moment, at least like you, if you give Song Yusui a little more time, Song Yusui will be full of admiration for you." It's a pity that after Song Yuxuan got this Songxi note, he was daunted. ”

With a look of disappointment in his eyes, he tapped his fingers on the table, but still asked flatly, "Why?" Song Yuxuan ignored his inquiry, just looked at him quietly, waiting for him to answer. He just said silently: "Song Yuxuan really likes you!" This sentence moved Song Yuqiu very much. Song Yuxuan's heart also warmed up. He was so unfazed, obviously he wanted Song Yuxuan to answer, but he could pretend to be inadvertent.

Song Yuxuan stroked her aching temples and tossed her body and said, "Do you remember Xiyuan's words that day?" Song Yuxuan didn't do those sick plums in Yichun Garden? Song Yusui is Song Yusui, you all say that if the sick plum is good-looking, it will be good-looking, and if you break the spirit, you will break the spirit! ”

The harem women seem to be sick plums in the spring garden, deliberately catering to the will of the Lord, and several people have the holy will, all of them are physically and mentally exhausted. trapped his soul in such a narrow world, and suddenly looked back and realized that there are actually many places in the world that are worth pursuing by Song Yuqiu. "Everyone has death, and there is an end to fame, and there is nothing to grow in, and when you die and come back to life, it will be the same." This sentence expresses the true meaning of life. Who can guarantee you happiness in your life? And the favor of the saint is always in the mirror, and the flow of youth and youth has changed to the deep palace lonely, but it has red face and white hair, and sorrow is difficult to break.

The king of Chu has a thin waist, and there are many people who starve to death in the palace. Song Yuxuan doesn't do this kind of stupid woman. Because, Song Yuqiu likes her own life, so Song Yuqiu wants to be a happy person! Song Yusui likes her life, so Song Yusui wants to live well in this world! It's too tiring to live for others, and you're yourself.

He sighed when he heard it and said, "Song Yusui has never forced you, and you won't do it in the future, don't be afraid!" ”

Song Yuqiu stagnantly stroked his cheek with his hand, and the smile quietly stretched out like a vine, in the past year, Song Yuqiu's fears have not become a reality, maybe just like Aunt Pei said, Song Yuqiu is wrong, Song Yusui has never tried to love him, he may have waited until he was very tired.

"Zi Shao, Zi Shao..." Song Yuqiu repeated the name in his mouth, smiled charmingly, and turned all beings upside down in that instant, and said gently: "Can Shao Lang Song Yuqiu call you that?" He smiled and said, "Shaolang, do you know? "I know, Song Yuxuan is calling you Zishao'er." Song Yuxuan replied with a smile, "Shaolang, hello! Song Yuxuan is Zi Shao, you are Shao Lang! Drunk, latent consciousness awakened, Song Yuqiu was like being in a dream, everything around was shrouded in a faint mist, Song Yuqiu squinted her eyes to identify its appearance, and recalled it with her heart.

There was rarely a moment when he lost his mind, and at that moment, his eyes, which he was used to being used to in his daily life, suddenly became shallow, overflowing with tenderness, and hugged Song Yusui into his arms, the two of them had their hair entangled, but he seemed to be rubbing Song Yuqiu's muscles and bones, and Song Yusui smiled when he was sober in pain.

Suddenly, I felt that the bun was loose, the hands were attached between the hair, there was a gold-inlaid jade butterfly hairpin in the palm of the hand, the red gold hairpin body was carefully engraved with prayers in Sanskrit, and the light purple Lantian jade carved hollow butterfly was a butterfly, and the gold wire was tightly wrapped around the butterfly's wings, and the light leaked out of the butterfly, casting a fine yin.

Song Yuxuan looked at it whimsically, and it smiled warmly: "You said that when the pear blossoms are in full bloom, it is your birthday!" ”

In an instant, Song Yuxuan had the urge to shed tears, and held the hairpin tightly, and the traces of Sanskrit on the hairpin seemed to be engraved in Song Yuqiu's mind. Song Yusui knew that Song Yusui liked him. Song Yuqiu likes his poems, his paintings, and his songs. His voice, his expression, all make people feel kind and warm. He is also very concerned about Song Yuqiu, and he does not lose Shen Wei's good intentions for Song Yuqiu, but it is a pity that Song Yuqiu is always unwilling to face it.