Xu Changan cannot be without clouds.

Even the morning glow was dyed with other colors, and it was no longer her.

So Yun Qian doesn't like this poem.

Yun Qian's words were a bit pretentious about her little daughter's family. Li Zhibai looked at her dazedly for a while. It was hard to imagine that such willful words would come from the mouth of this "outer" woman in front of her.

"But poetry is a good poem." Li Zhibai said.

"But I don't like it because there is no me." Yun Qian said, revealing a look of distress.

She didn't like this poem, just like she didn't like the sentence " Raise a glass to invite the bright moon, and face the shadows to become three people", because most of these things were "copied" by Xu Chang'an and their connection with him was not profound.

But she liked the words written by Xu Changan himself, so she fell into a conflict.

Fortunately, my dislike of poetry is far less than my favorite of my husband's handwriting, so in general, these things are still her current and future treasures, and she is qualified to be put into the most precious treasure house in the world by her.

“…”

Outside the window, the moon is about to sink, the clouds are blocking the light, and the entire sky is filled with a little mystery.

Li Zhibai in the room could not understand Yun Qian's little thoughts. She just felt that she had discovered the new side of Miss Yun again.

It turns out that this sister Yun... is also unreasonable?

Yes, if it weren't for Yun Qian's characteristics of a daughter, how could it have had such a severe impact on her old woman's mood?

A girl as beautiful as Yun Qian, who is pampered, is extremely charming even if she is willful.

However, Li Zhibai likes poetry and lyrics very much. It can be seen from her collection of calligraphy and paintings by famous artists and hanging them on the spiral ladder to appreciate them. So she couldn't say the word "hate" like Yun Qian. After all, no matter from which aspect of these poetry collections, Li Zhibai likes them very much.

It is hard to imagine that these things were written by Xu Changan.

She glanced casually, and a few poems made her mind tremble, and she wanted to read them out and copy them dozens of times... But Li Zhibai held it back.

She also understood some Yun Qian's preferences.

Li Zhibai gently picked up one of the poems on the table and opened it, trying to focus on the shape of the characters rather than the poetry. Her fingertips hung on the ink characters, gently stroked the pen tips, and carefully turned a few pages, as if she had crossed a period of time, taking Xu Changan's progress over the years into her eyes.

After a long time, Li Zhibai felt a little emotional.

Xu Changan's initial pen tip was covered with the youthfulness of his youth. This green font was also the one with the most copying of poems. After that, his characters gradually began to have shapes. The pen tip of the first half was free and easy, but the second half gradually became warm and delicate.

The so-called words are like the person.

This is not a collection of poems, it is clearly the manifestation of his growth process. Those character growth are hidden in the ink-colored pen tip.

In Li Zhibai's eyes, Xu Changan's words gave her the feeling that she had gone from being young to being a young man's sharpness, but this sharpness did not last for two pages, and she became gentle.

Green → unrestrained → complete body.

The middle part is particularly short, if it is short-lived.

"He is obviously a young man, so why is his mentality... declining so quickly." Li Zhibai was very helpless. She really didn't care about those precious poems now, and she focused all on Xu Changan.

She thought that her students were born with a cautious temperament, so even if Xu Changan was now at his age, she felt that there was nothing inappropriate.

But who would have thought that Xu Changan had a young and frivolous life, but this frivolousness obviously lasted for a very short time and he grew up.

As an elder, Li Zhibai’s instinctive feeling is not about comfort, but about heartache.

Moderate parents want to see their children grow slowly, rather than ripening.

But there was nothing I could do about this. Xu Changan was surprised to be crazy when he was facing Yun Qian all day long. In addition, he reflected on himself every day, so his "second-year" period lasted only half a month. During this period, he only copied a few poems and stabilized himself, taking care of Yun Qian's daily life with peace of mind.

Anyone who has a young man in his heart is suppressed by Yun Qian's words "I'm hungry and want to eat", and he wants to get into the kitchen and fill her stomach first.

——

Li Zhibai couldn't help but sigh and looked in the direction of the kitchen, with a deep sense of loss in his eyes.

That sentence makes the sky drunk, so that you can share the morning glow with the sun and the moon, but you can also feel the emotion of Xu Changan's love traveling to the rivers and seas at that time.

But the young man's free writing flashed like a terrifying geek, which made Li Zhibai feel a lot of regret.

To be honest, Li Zhibai really wants to see what his fearless arrogance would look like if Xu Changan expressed his youthful aspirations.

After all, Xu Changan is now protected by her, and there is a strong mystery on his body, so there is no need to worry about any trouble.

Li Zhibai shook his head.

If you think about it carefully, such a stupid thing is not something her students can do.

But as a man, she could cook willingly... she didn't know which one was stupider. But from a personal perspective, Li Zhibai naturally prefers a student who knows how to cook.

So, if anyone talks about her student cooking, she will be angry. After all, the elixir master of Chaoyun Sect is just a dragon but a head but not a tail, and is not a good-tempered person.

Li Zhibai: "..."

Sure enough, I still wanted to see how Xu Changan looked like in the past, so why didn’t she know Xu Changan earlier?

"What a pity." Li Zhibai murmured.

"What a pity, what a pity?"

Yun Qian's sudden voice made Li Zhibai's fingers tremble. She turned her head and met Yun Qian's calm gaze. Only then did she realize that there was a girl in the room.

Why did she just look at a collection of poems and leave her gods?

She came today for Yun Qian.

Is Xu Chang'an more important than Yun Qian?

It seems...is true?

A moment of putting the cart before the horse made Li Zhibai's self-doubt flash in his heart.

But what made Li Zhibai even more confused was that Yun Qian's eyes... became much gentler.

Unlike the calm eyes before entering the door, Yun Qian looked at her at this time and was really as gentle as water, as deep as a quiet pool, as mysterious as charming.

Why did my sister suddenly have a good impression of herself?

Because what?

Because she was distracted by looking at Xu Changan’s collection of poems?

Li Zhibai was stunned.

Yun Qian ignored this shock.

The boundary between Miss Yun’s likes and dislikes is very obvious. After all, Li Zhibai is very fond of her appetite. Not only does he like Xu Changan’s words, but more importantly... Judging from his performance just now, Li Zhibai clearly cares more about the changes in the shape of Xu Changan’s characters than the meaning of the poem.

What does walking on the "Tao" mean? This is called.

In Yun Qian's eyes, the word "说" is Xu Chang'an's growth. Yun Qian feels that watching the person he likes grow is more interesting than anything else.

So Yun Qian will naturally be much gentler to her if she knows the key point.

I have some good feelings.

Yun Qian sat down at the table, casually opened a page of the collection of poems, and looked at the exquisite ink words on it, and was stunned.

“…”

Li Zhibai found that Yun Qian started to stare blankly again, and in addition to helplessness, he was also a little happy... After all, the sister she liked expressed her affection for her.

Although he expressed his integrity, he began to become addicted to Xu Changan's calligraphy.

But Li Zhibai knew that her sudden appearance of "stranger" and Yun Qian's preferences were certainly incomparable.

At this moment, looking at Yun Qian's obsessed with words, Li Zhibai could instinctively feel that he shouldn't disturb her here, but before leaving, she still curiously glanced at the poems that made Yun Qian lose his mind.

It was a seven-character song. After taking a short look at it, Li Zhibai was in a daze for a moment, then shook his head and gently left the study.

——

Li Zhibai walked through the corridor alone as he came, preparing to go to Xu Chang'an and talked carefully.

No wonder Yun Qian looked worried about gains and losses.

Look at what he wrote.

I hug the sky and get drunk, so I can share the morning glow with the sun and the moon.

It should mean taking the sky, which means drinking with the sky and getting drunk with the sun and the moon in the glow of the sun and the moon... This poem already has a bit of loneliness, but in the end it is more of a free and easy meaning.

But the seven-character song she saw when she left just now...

sigh.

The feeling of loneliness that comes to the face and the feeling of homesickness in the song... Any girl will not like it if she sees it. After all, he has a wife by her side and is always lonely and pitying himself. If he hadn't known Xu Chang'an's personality, he would have thought he was writing a poem to express that he didn't like Yun Qian, and even if Yun Qian had Yun Qian, he would still feel lonely.

——

In the kitchen, Xu Changan's hands were covered with flour and was trying hard to knead the dough, and he heard Li Zhibai push open the door and angrily said, "Chang'an, what are you copying in your study."

"Sir? What's wrong with me?" Xu Changan was surprised.

"Do you miss home very much?" Li Zhibai asked something that made Xu Changan confused.

"I miss home... Isn't this my home?" Xu Changan was even more surprised. Yun Qian was home, so what's there to think about?

"That's homesickness?"
To be continued...