She took a light breath and another topic started, "I'm thinking that Brother Xuan on the stage is really completely different from Brother Xuan off the stage."

"On the stage, you are always cold and arrogant, which is not easy to get close to people. Under the stage, you are kind and considerate, making people feel particularly warm."

Ming Jingxuan's eyebrows moved. He didn't say much about his completely different attitudes, but just smiled faintly, "The one on the stage is Mr. Xuan from Minghuitang, and the one under the stage is me, Ming Jingxuan."

"The right audience on the stage is the right audience, and the right sister Qinglian off the stage is. How could it be the same for those secular people and my good friends in Ming Jingxuan?"

As he said that, he took out the sachet from his pocket and carefully presented it to Song Qinglian, for fear of breaking it: "I will leave this."

Seeing that the sachet was the colorful head that he threw on, Song Qinglian was delighted and her long eyelashes trembled, "This is the sachet I just gave you, you actually brought it out."

"Yes." Ming Jingxuan nodded and said softly: "The intentions that Sister Qinglian has always given to her are the most unique, so I naturally have to take good care of them."

"Brother Xuan is in love." Song Qinglian's heart warmed up and a smile appeared on her lips. "When I watched your performance finish off the stage, countless spectators threw gold, silver, pearls and jade on the stage, all of which were luxurious things that I could not take out."

"I also saw the diamond bracelet thrown by Miss Huo. Her pomp was too great, and the audience applauded her. My simple sachet was really incomparable to it."

"My sachet is too insignificant compared to those precious heads. I am also afraid that throwing such a simple sachet will make you laugh and make everyone laugh at you. But since you are ready, I will still send it."

"I didn't expect that Brother Xuan would notice my insignificant sachet between the gold and silver. Qinglian should thank Brother Xuan for looking down on Qinglian's insignificant intentions."

Ming Jingxuan firmly denied: "How can I say this? Didn't I say it? What I value is my heart and never pomp. No matter how big or luxurious the diamond bracelet is, it is just for the sake of pomp."

"In my eyes, those are not worth mentioning, how could they be comparable to Sister Qinglian's sachets? No matter how loud the cheers are, I don't want to take a look."

I didn't expect the spectators to be surprised by the Diamond Bracelet's show. When they were applauding, Ming Jingxuan was indifferent to the Diamond Bracelet, including Miss Huo. This was really unexpected.

Even though Song Qinglian knew that Ming Jingxuan didn't like common things, he could not help but be surprised to see that he didn't care so much.

She was surprised: "The show is so big, and Miss Huo must respect you very much. Moreover, the audience cheered loudly. Miss Huo is also a beautiful girl. At that time, the noise in the audience was so loud, why didn't Brother Xuan care?"

Ming Jingxuan disagreed: "It's just for the sake of sensation, so what can I care about? I also heard their noise. It was so boring. It was really a clamor that I was deafening and bored."

"I don't know what the girl named Huo is from. I don't have any interest in seeing her, nor do I know if her appearance is as superb as you said. Even if she is really a beauty, I'm not interested."

"It's just a vulgar thing that is fighting for gold and silver, and trying to fill everything with wealth. No matter how luxurious the gold, silver, pearls and jade are, they are not as good as the intentions embroidered by Sister Qinglian, and only this sachet is what I really should cherish."

A warm current gradually poured into Song Qinglian's heart, but seeing that he had no intention of Miss Huo, the sourness in his heart just now turned into clouds and smoke.

She didn't know what his feelings for him were, even if they had nothing to do with the moon, they were the most sincere and serious. She must have cared about this simple sachet so carefully.

She didn't dare to think too much, as long as she could get his care, it would be enough.

She looked at Ming Jingxuan's eyes, and in the dark, the condensed eyes were even brighter than the vast stars. She didn't say much, but just smiled at him, and all the warmth and sincerity were condensed in this silence.

The time spent with him always passes very quickly. While walking with him, he chatted, as if he had just left the theater door, but he was almost at Yunshui Village.

Song Qinglian felt a little reluctant in her heart. At this moment, she hoped that this road would not have an end. This would be enough, and she would walk with him forever.

But this is just a short wait, so how can there be forever? It is just my own dream.

"Brother Xuan." Song Qinglianfang remembered something again, "I promised you the method of cultivating roses last time. I found out to my friend. She said that she asked her parents and would write down the prescription in a few days."

"When she handed me this recipe, I will hand it to you immediately. With this recipe, Brother Xuan doesn't have to worry about the roses not blooming."

"Really? That's great." Ming Jingxuan happily said: "Sister Qinglian, you really have the intention. When the roses are cultivated, I will definitely thank you."

Song Qinglian smiled sweetly: "There is nothing to thank you or not, this is what Qinglian should do."

Looking up at the stars and the hazy moonlight, every minute and every second I was with him was so graceful and beautiful. But this road will not be endless, and the house at home is not far away. It is time to say goodbye to him.

Song Qinglian stopped gently and said goodbye to Ming Jingxuan reluctantly: "Brother Xuan, I'm home, thank you for sending me back."

"Well, okay, you go in!" Ming Jingxuan nodded.

"Brother Xuan, I..." Song Qinglian hesitated for a moment, and after all, she still had a little attachment. She said softly, "When will it be the next time I see you?"

Ming Jingxuan thought for a while, and then said softly, "As long as I have time, I will go to the stall on Baishan Road to find you. Next time I free time, I will ask you to go to Minghuitang and plant the roses with me. How good is it?"

"Well, okay." Song Qinglian nodded deeply, adding more peace of mind. With his promise, he was not afraid of seeing each other again.

Chapter completed!