"If you can't sleep well, of course you'll be tired!"

Qi Lele turned his head to look at the sky outside and patted Xie Zi'an on the back: "Let's go, let's go back to the room and sleep for a while,"

After a while, Xie Zi'an slowly let go of his embrace.

Qi Lele took his hand, pulled him and walked out, and when he left, he didn't forget to pick up the wooden box containing her wood carving.

Xie Zi'an lowered his eyebrows, and his gaze moved from the hands of the two to the back of Qi Lele's head.

She didn't ask, and he didn't have to answer.

I once closed my eyes and saw the bloody, corpse wreckage everywhere, interspersed with low howls of pain.

Many of the corpses were with their eyes open, and there were still remnants of the emotions of life, including expectations and loyalty, pain and regret, and even, despair and resentment.

This is human nature, when death comes, how many people can really look at death calmly?

It's just that all these strongly conflicting emotions collide together, and all of them are exposed to a child's eyes without any cover, but they will only make him restless day and night!

Qi Lele didn't get to the bottom of why Xie Zi'an had insomnia, it was called a stubborn disease, there was a reason for it, she didn't want Xie Zi'an to expose his scars.

Everyone has their own past and secrets, and the important thing is the present and the future.

Since the spring water and fruits in her space are effective for Xie Zi'an's insomnia, just continue to eat him!

When he took off his coat and went to bed, Qi Lele took the initiative to nest in Xie Zi'an's arms, and did not forget to raise his face and ask, "Can you fall asleep like this?"

"Sometimes."

Qi Lele thought for a moment and said, "I have a solution, but I don't know if it will work for you."

"What's the solution?"

Qi Lele said, "Count the sheep."

Xie Zi'an couldn't help but be curious: "Count the sheep?"

Qi Lele nodded: "First of all, calm down, relax your mind, and don't think about anything in your head."

"Then imagine that you come to a green meadow with blue skies and white clouds, and there is a low fence in the grass, and a soft and chubby white sheep slowly jumps over the fence, and you count one sheep; Then another sheep comes, and you jump over slowly, and you count two sheep, and when you're three, you start from the beginning, and when you get to three, you start again, and so on."

Tse Tsz-on: "......"

"Madame, seriously?"

Qi Lele nodded: "Although it sounds outrageous, it is said to have a certain hypnotic effect, why don't you try it?"

Xie Zi'an smiled: "Okay."

In order not to disturb him, Qi Lele decisively closed his eyes and prepared to brew sleep, but he missed the tenderness in his eyes.

Qi Lele didn't know that since she had her, Xie Zi'an's dreams had other colors.

Unlike when he used to close his eyes, he was scarlet, but now in his dreams, there will be new sprouts of tender green, there will also be fish swinging their tails splashing, and even ants and silkworms have bitten the hem of their clothes and begged for mulberry leaves.

And it is these inconspicuous dreams that make Xie Zian can't help but want to be by her side all the time to experience the beauty of ordinary life. jj.br>

He is no longer just the eldest son who everyone has high hopes for, but also the husband who will accompany Qi Lele for the rest of his life.

His little lady doesn't know his identity and past, and only cares about him wholeheartedly.

Very good!

"Last time you cultivated the book and my seedling cultivation method, I tried it, and the germination rate is indeed much stronger than planting it directly, why didn't you tell me earlier!"

Xie Dai said slowly, "I told you earlier, you didn't dare to use it for spring ploughing."

Fan Yingting choked: "Where did you see this method? How come I have never heard of it?"

Xie Dai glanced at him, picked up the teacup and took a sip.

"Whatever you want to ask, just say it." Mu Ye on the side smiled and said, "Mr. Xie is full of poetry and books, how can you and I be able to do it?"

Fan Yingting was not annoyed, but responded to the situation, leaned over and asked, "There must be more than a method of raising seedlings in the book, right?"

Xie Dai bowed: "It's really more than that."

Fan Yingting's eyes suddenly lit up: "That ......"

"No!"

"Why! You and I have been friends for many years, and it's not worth a book?"

Xie Dai put down the teacup: "It's not worth it."

Fan Yingting: "......"

"Hahahaha!"

Mu Ye laughed out loud, and the others laughed a few times more or less.

Xie Dai's eyes also showed a hint of a smile: "Why are you staring at this, didn't I write you something on the side?"

"What math you say?" Fan Yingting waved his hand: "I'm still used to calculating."

"I think there seems to be a lot of truth in mathematics, but I don't know much about it at the moment." Tan Wenyu smiled, "I wonder if Mr. Xie can borrow a book to have a look?"

Xie Dai shook his head: "It's not okay to borrow books, but the follow-up algorithm can be explained."

"Then I'll wait for good news." Tan Wenyu seemed to inadvertently turn around and said, "I heard that Zi'an is married? I wonder which girl was so lucky to have his favor?"

Xie Dai seemed to think of something, and laughed: "It's just an ordinary girl, he picked it up from the lake by himself, but it's a treasure."

Tan Wenyu showed a slightly disapproving look: "This, a major marriage event, how can it be child's play?"

As soon as these words came out, there was no need to mention what everyone present was thinking, but the eyes that looked at Tan Wenyu were somewhat playful.

This person grabbed the first prize and settled down with Xie Zi, but after a few years, he suddenly regretted it. Now seeing that the six princes are gradually gaining a firm foothold in the court, they lick their faces again and want to marry again.

Where in the world is there such a good thing?

Mu Ye put the teacup in his hand on the table, and made a crisp sound: "You don't have eyesight, the precious daughter-in-law that people pick by themselves, when will it be your turn to put your beak?"