When Tian Ran was saying goodbye to someone, the moon he saw was round, Si Mubai thought in his heart.

"People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and the moon waxes and wanes. It's difficult to do this in ancient times. I hope that people will live forever and share the beauty of the moon thousands of miles apart."

Jiang Zhao finished reading the last few sentences.

But Si Mubai had a complicated expression. Who is the person who wishes to live forever?

Who does Jiang Zhao hope to be able to enjoy the moon with even though they are thousands of miles apart?

Simubai didn't dare to think about it, and he didn't want to think about it either.

After Jiang Zhao finished a poem, Simubai's mind went back and forth. He didn't know who the person in Jiang Zhao's heart was, but it was definitely not him.

After all, he was standing in front of Jiang Zhao at the moment, not thousands of miles apart, but he felt that the two of them were more than a thousand miles apart.

After Jiang Zhao finished reading, he turned around and asked Simu Bai with a smile: "Brother Mu Bai, what do you think of my poem?"

Si Mubai still smiled and nodded: "Yes, very good."

Then, without giving Jiang Zhao a chance to speak, he said, "I'm feeling a little unwell, so I'm going back to my room first."

With that said, he walked back to his room.

Jiang Zhao turned around and looked at Jiuqi, but Jiuqi waved his hand. He didn't know what happened to his young master.

Jiang Zhao looked at Simubai's leaving figure. For some reason, Simubai didn't feel like she was feeling unwell just now, but rather like he was angry.

But how could Si Mubai suddenly become angry when he was doing well? Is it because his poems are better than his?

Jiang Zhao thought in his heart.

But Si Mubai has never been such a stingy person. If he was really angry because of this matter, he should have been angry when he took the test.

Jiang Zhao shook his head, forget it, since he can't figure it out, then he won't think about it.

She walked back to the pavilion and chatted with Jiuqi Huanwei Xiang and had something to eat.

Because the sweet-scented osmanthus wine he just brought was finished, Jiuqi said he was going to get more wine.

But less than half a quarter of an hour after arriving, Jiuqi's voice came, with some urgency: "Little Miss, Brother Wei, come quickly."

Jiang Zhao and Wei Xiang thought something had happened to Jiuqi. They heard the sound coming from the garden, so they hurried to the garden.

As a result, I saw that Jiuqi was not only fine, but also squatting on the ground, looking at something unknown.

Jiang Zhao walked over and asked, "Jiuqi, what did you ask us to do?"

Jiu Qi moved to the side, making room for Jiang Zhao and Wei Xiang, and then motioned for them to squat down together.

They didn't know what Jiuqi was going to do, but the two of them did as he was told and squatted beside him.

As a result, they saw the epiphyllum that they had seen when they first arrived. Unexpectedly, this epiphyllum bloomed today, and they usually didn't notice it.

Jiang Zhao stroked the petals of the epiphyllum and said, "The epiphyllum blooms in the middle of the night, and the beauty comes under the moon."

Although Jiu Qi cannot compose poetry, he has been following Simu Bai for a long time and has some ability to appreciate poetry.

He didn't expect that the little lady's casual chant was a good poem, and the poem was very suitable for the occasion.

Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, the moon is bright, and these epiphyllums are like beauties in the moon, with beautiful posture and appearance.

Several people squatted on the ground and admired the epiphyllum for a long time. When their legs were numb from squatting, they got up.

By the time they got up, it was already getting late, with only a bright moon hanging in the sky, and they went back to their rooms.

When Si Mubai, who was sleeping in the room next to Jiang Zhao, heard the news that Jiang Zhao had returned to his room, he just stared straight at the moon outside the window.

He was still thinking about whom Jiang Zhao wanted to enjoy the bright moon with thousands of miles apart?

But in fact, Jiang Zhao only thought about her family in her previous life.

Looking out the window at the bright and bright moon, Si Mubai tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

"Tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-"

At this time, a very quiet knock on the door came from the quiet room. If you don't listen carefully, you really can't make it out.

Then Jiang Zhao's quiet voice came over: "Brother Mu Bai, are you asleep?"

Just as Si Mubai was about to get up, Jiang Zhao heard no movement coming from inside, so he thought that Si Mubai had fallen asleep, and muttered to himself: "It seems that Brother Mubai has already fallen asleep."

Then he went back to his room.

After hearing Jiang Zhao return to the room, Si Mubai lay down again.

On the second day, light gradually came from the window.

At chen hour, it was completely bright outside, the sun had come out, and there were no clouds in the sky. It looked like a good day today.

Jiang Zhao opened the window of his room and looked at the scenery of the garden below. The chrysanthemums were in full bloom, and the morning glories were also blooming particularly vigorously in the morning, and he would turn off his loudspeaker at night.

The epiphyllum that bloomed last night has withered today.

Jiang Zhao took a deep breath, and a breath of fresh air entered his lungs, which was refreshing and refreshing.

Simu Bai also got up, but today he did not call Jiang Zhao to get up as usual. Instead, he came downstairs by himself.

Jiang Zhao saw Simu Bai walking in the garden from the window, seemingly thoughtful, wondering what he was thinking about.

I wanted to call him, but I was afraid that Jiuqi and Wei Xiang were still awake and would disturb their sweet dreams.

Just put on your clothes and go downstairs.

She slowly approached Simubai, but Simubai didn't respond. She stood behind Simubai, frowning.

Besides, before she got close to Simubai, Simubai could hear her footsteps, but today she had been standing behind him for so long, but he still didn't notice it at all, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Brother Mubai, what are you thinking about?" Since Si Mubai didn't notice, she had no choice but to ask.

When Si Mubai heard the voice, he turned around suddenly and saw Jiang Zhao standing only two steps away from him. He shook his head: "It's nothing."

Jiang Zhao nodded thoughtfully, she didn't believe what Simubai said was nothing.

The way he looks, it's nothing but ghosts.

But Si Mubai didn't want to say it, and she didn't want to force it.

No wonder Simubai would be like this. When the poet Su Da wrote this poem, the first sentence he wrote was that he wrote this poem in memory of his younger brother.

But Jiang Zhao happened to omit this sentence. To Simubai's ears, it meant that Jiang Zhao missed his distant lover.

However, due to Si Mubai's nature, he had already been angry once yesterday and would not continue to do so today.

Then he took the initiative to break the silence and said: "I'm afraid Nanny Ding won't be back until the afternoon today. What do you want to eat later? We'll eat it later."

Jiang Zhao thought for a moment: "Well... the wontons we ate last night were delicious. Let's go eat them again this morning."

Si Mubai nodded: "Okay."

Jiang Zhao was very happy to see Si Mubai back to normal. Although he didn't know what happened to Si Mubai last night, looking at it today, Si Mubai was fine.

After a while, Wei Xiang also got up, and Jiang Zhao suggested: "Jiu Qi went to bed late last night, so we won't call him today. After we finish eating, we can just bring him something to eat."

The two naturally nodded and said yes, so the three of them left the house together


Chapter completed!