Due to the late darkness in summer, it was a long time after returning to Qingran Pavilion, and twilight came.

Jiang Shu simply had dinner, sat under the carved lampstand next to the screen in the outer room of the main room and looked through the medical books for a while, and was thinking about whether to wash up and sleep, when a rustling sound suddenly sounded outside.

Jiang Shu was a little curious about what was going on, put the book in his hand upside down on the desk on the side, and slowly got up and walked out.

When I went out, I found that it was windy.

The cool night breeze brings the fresh and faint fragrance of flowers and trees in early summer, bringing away all the hot breath deposited in the day, which is indescribably refreshing.

Jiang Shu was still a little sleepy because the weather was too hot, but when he was blown by the wind, he instantly came to his senses, stretched his arms and raised the wide sleeves of the gauze shirt on his body, raised his feet and walked down the steps of the corridor, and walked outside with light steps.

Out of the courtyard gate of Qingran Pavilion, not far to the north is the back garden, during which the green bamboo is lush, the flowers and trees are verdant, and the air is the most quiet and pleasant, Jiang Shu didn't think much about it, and walked over.

After walking a short distance along the winding gravel path in the garden, suddenly, a sad and desolate sound of the flute came with the wind, whimpering and turning back and forth, like the whisper of a frustrated man.

It's so late, who is giving a in the garden? Why do you blow such a sad and sad tune?

Jiang Shu couldn't help but be a little puzzled, stopped and hesitated for a moment, and strode towards the depths of the flowers and trees that came from the sound of the flute.

Under the guidance of the sound of the flute, he walked all the way to the pavilion in the center of the back garden, and by the faint light of the lantern hanging down from the eaves of the pavilion, Jiang Shu saw a tall silhouette in the pavilion standing on the railing, holding the hole flute and blowing intently, it turned out to be her brother Ye Fengzhi.

Identifying the identity of the people in the pavilion, Jiang Shu suddenly thought that when he went out to see Ye Tanluo and Xu Shaoting in the afternoon, he had just returned from dispersion, and he looked depressed after seeing the two of them.

Could it be that the truth is really as he guessed at the time, the person he likes is not Ye Jiangshu, the main owner of his body, but her second sister Ye Tanshu, who has already married a wife?

A few days ago, she heard Ping Qian mention Ye Tan's past, saying that her marriage to Xu Shaoting was the same as her being assigned to Zhu Changxun, and it was also a holy decree to marry. This is exactly in line with her previous conjecture when she suspected that Ye Fengzhi liked Ye Jiangshu - the person he liked was separated from him by some obstacles, and he couldn't ask for it.

Coupled with the fact that on the day Ye Fengzhi came back from Hunan, what he said was the most able to play with Ye Tanshu when he was a child, thinking about it carefully, this is indeed more reliable than his previous guess that "the person he likes is Ye Jiangshu".

Putting these things through, Jiang Shu couldn't help but be a little funny, thinking that he actually thought that he liked Ye Jiangshu at the beginning, this was really thinking too much, it was simply self-inflicted.

But it's okay this way, so you don't have to worry about when he will pierce a layer of window paper in the future and try to avoid him.

Thinking like this, Jiang Shu breathed a sigh of relief, walked quickly to the front of the pavilion, and stepped on the steps of the pavilion with his skirt in both hands above the ground.

It wasn't until Jiang Shu walked into the pavilion that Ye Fengzhi, who was secretly sad, noticed her arrival, gently removed the hole flute in his hand from his mouth, turned his head to look at her, and said in a low mood: "Shu girl, why are you here?" ”

Jiang Shu took a few steps inside, walked to his side, and said with a faint smile: "It's a little hot in the house, come out for a walk, and hear the sound of a flute here, so I followed the sound and came over, but I didn't expect it to be Brother Fengzhi." ”

"Hmm." Ye Fengzhi replied in a low voice, slowly turned his head, and stared at the boundless night ahead.

Jiang Shu waited for a while, but he didn't see him speak again, hesitated for a moment, and tentatively asked the conjecture in his heart: "Brother Fengzhi, do you like the second sister?" ”