It wasn't midnight yet, and the conversation and laughter in the box continued.

Xu Sirou didn't rush to push the door and break in, and through the staggered crack in the door, she saw the familiar figure.

Tan Jingyun sat in the corner of the couch, and Fang Yushan was half-leaning on his outstretched arms. As they were looking at the group of men and women huddled together, Fang Yushan occasionally lowered her head, covered her smiling lips and said something to Tan Jingyun.

They are the same people - they are well-born, they have read books, they have seen the world, so there is no prejudice against each other, everyone is equal.

She is the only exception......

Xu Sirou grabbed the inlay of her small jacket, and the brocade woven with gold and openwork made her palms hurt slightly.

She stood silently for another two seconds before she lightly dragged the door to the door and turned to leave.

It was early in the morning when Tan Jingyun returned home.

He already knew that Xu Sirou had returned home early. Her health has always been bad, probably because she couldn't stay up all night, so she rested first.

Unexpectedly, when I entered the door, I found that there were still people in the living room.

The round-shaped floor-to-ceiling glass window faces a bush of plantains in the courtyard, and it is early autumn, and the leaves of the plantain are yellowed and drooping low, looking like a decadent state.

In front of the window is a scarlet velvet sofa with a figure in the back of the towering sofa.

His footsteps involuntarily moved over, and he stood behind the sofa to see the person leaning on the sofa in a trance. She was so stiff, but not craggy, but as thin as a paper-cut.

Tan Jingyun's hand was raised, hesitating, but still fell on her shoulder: "Why don't you sleep?" ”

Only then did Xu Sirou react that there was someone standing behind her, and looked up at him: "Brother Yu, are you back?" He lifted the blanket he was wearing and moved, "I'll go serve the decanting soup." ”

She has always been like this, no matter how late Tan Jingyun socializes, even if everyone in the family sleeps, she will wait for him. She treats herself like a servant and sets rules for herself.

"Silk." He took her by the arm and grabbed her.

Xu Sirou's footsteps had to stop.

"I didn't drink, you don't have to be busy." The voice paused, "In the future, I will socialize, and you don't have to wait for me deliberately." ”

She nodded.

From about then on, there was that Miss Fang to accompany and take care of her, so the preparations at home naturally didn't need it.

She thought so, and in the silence, Tan Jingyun really spoke up: "Today's Fang Yushan ......"

"I won't mention Miss Fang's matter to my mother."

Tan Jingyun didn't say anything, but the frowning eyebrows were still vaguely dissatisfied, Xu Sirou saw this, and hurriedly continued to explain: "Brother Yu, I understand what you mean. If you want to deal with Miss Fang, I won't have any opinion. Of course, if Miss Fang wants a name, as long as my mother can agree, I think I can ......"

"What can you do?" His voice was rough and hard, like a stone.

She looked at his thick eyebrows, which were tightened more and more, but the two words coiled between his lips and teeth seemed to be stuck in his throat, as if he couldn't spit it out.

I could only lower my head and reply: "It's nothing, it's me who talks too much." ”

Tan Jingyun's voice softened: "Yushan won't." ”

Xu Sirou was stunned.

Yes, she just said that, as if Miss Fang would deliberately provoke. No one will allow an outsider to slander his sweetheart like this.

"Yes." Her voice was light and fluttering, vaguely sandy, "I know, I won't talk about others in the future." ”

The moonlight was bright, and her sparse eyebrows and eyes were cold and cold.

After a long time, he bowed his head in front of him, like a child who admitted his mistakes, and cautiously asked: "Brother Yu, if you have nothing else to do, I will go back to the room first." ”