Xie Zhinuan first went to practice sword for half an hour, and then practiced boxing for half an hour, and then went to take a bath and came out to read a book in the house.

She first read the memorization of medical books, and then read the memorization of poetry books and ancient books, and was busy for two hours, but she did not show a trace of fatigue, and when the time came, Xie Zhinuan looked at Xiaoyuan, "Okay, go back to sleep!" ”

"Master, are you like this every day?" Madoka couldn't help but ask.

"Tomorrow I have to practice martial arts in the morning!"

“……”

Madoka was surprised.

I went back to my room.

The little maid has already prepared hot water, "Sister Yuan, wash up, warm up!" ”

"Thank you!"

Madoka hurriedly thanked her and hurriedly came by herself.

When she was freshened up, the little maid had already withdrawn to rest, and Madoka sat on the kang.

I can't help but think of Dongsheng again.

Dongsheng closed the door and returned home, unlike in the past, the house would be lit with oil lamps in the past, but today, the black lights are blinding.

Dongsheng was frightened and quickly pushed the door in.

"Madoka?" He shouted softly.

Hurriedly touched the kang.

Cold nobody.

“……”

He suddenly understood that Madoka really didn't want him anymore.

I didn't even go home.

And what about Madoka? Where did you go......

Dongsheng only felt that all his strength was drained, and he slowly sat down on the ground, holding his head and whimpering.

He thought that even if there was a quarrel, Madoka would be at home, and when he came back, he would be able to see her.

But she's gone!

"Why, why?" Dongsheng hugged his head and asked in a low voice.

But in the dark and cold room, no one answered him.

dawn

Madoka didn't sleep well all night.

When she packed up and went to find Xie Zhinuan, Xie Zhinuan had already practiced boxing, changed her clothes and came out, and was practicing calligraphy.

"You're here? Have you eaten breakfast? ”

"Well, I ate it!"

Xie Zhinuan nodded lightly and continued to practice calligraphy.

Her handwriting is already very correct, at least Madoka thinks it is very good when she looks at it.

Xie Zhinuan is also very patient, writes seriously, calmly, the house is very quiet, and it is snowing outside.

When the last stroke fell, Xie Zhinuan raised his eyes and saw that Xiaoyuan was still there, and he was a little surprised, "Something?" ”

"Well, I don't know if I should go back and see, or just stay here and didn't sleep well all night last night!"

“……”

Xie Zhinuan thought for a while before saying, "Anyway, it's going to be the New Year, the shop is on the right track, you and Dongsheng go home to have a look, bring a message to Dongsheng, let him take good care of his father at home, after all, his father is sick and needs his son to be filial by his side!" ”

She was a little angry in her heart.

Dongsheng didn't come to look for it last night, she felt that as a man, no matter what the reason, his wife left home in a bad mood, she should go to find it.

But he didn't come.

Just this point, Xie Zhinuan felt that Dongsheng might like Xiaoyuan, but he didn't know how to be good to Xiaoyuan.

So when she left, Madoka didn't have any nostalgia at all.

Even if you have affection in your heart, you can go crisply.

"Hmm!"

Madoka nodded.

Xie Zhinuan asked the silly girl to accompany her on a trip.

Xiaoyuan was surprised, grateful, and nodded slightly at Xie Zhinuan.

I went to the noodle restaurant first.

She thought that if Dongsheng was in the noodle shop, it meant that he was still a man, at least he knew what the owner gave him.

But the noodle shop has opened, and there are guys collecting money, but Dongsheng is nowhere to be seen.

She stood at the door, silent for a long time, before she whispered, "I am still blind to an unkind and unrighteous person!" ”

“……”

Silly chick is silent.

She's a bystander, so she can't say much.

Accompany Madoka home.

Madoka pushed open the door and looked at the crying Dongsheng.

She thought she would be very uncomfortable, but strangely, she was not particularly uncomfortable, on the contrary, she was relatively indifferent.