birthday……

Qin Meiyu never celebrated her birthday, and the woman who gave birth to her never said which day she was born, so she naturally didn't know. After following the Qingzhuo Zhenren, he also asked her once. She didn't remember how she answered at that time, and he never asked again. However, on the anniversary of his apprenticeship, he would cook two bowls of carved Hu rice. The two sat under the plum trees or under the pavilion where the morning breeze and waning moon, and ate silently.

Even though she left the sect without hatred and was expelled from the sect, it had nothing to do with Xiaofeng and Canyueju. Even though for several years, Zhen Qingzhuo chased her without mercy, she still missed the bowl of carved rice. In other words, the only thing she could think about was the bowl of carved rice that was smooth and crispy with cloud shrimps as a combination of meat and vegetables, picking money grass, and then putting it into her belly with pumpkin juice...

Sitting under the tree, facing each other, holding chopsticks silently, the breeze blew by, and the fallen flowers were colorful. She reached out to cover the divine rice in panic.

Her hands were small and needed to cover them with both hands to cover them. But if she could take care of her own bowl, the bowl opposite her could not care about it, and she was in a hurry, and she couldn't help but panic. Later, he slowly stretched out his palm, one hand and her palm to protect the bowl in front of her, and the other hand reached in front of her and closed it with her hand to cover the bowl in front of her...

The two of them had their palms together and they were touching each other from the side. She was so nervous that she didn't dare to look up at him, so she could only keep staring at the hands that were put together in front of her.

A big hand has slender fingers and distinct joints, which is a circle larger than hers. In contrast, her hands are small and thin, and with long fingers, you can see the thin blue veins under the thin white skin...

Standing among the crowd, Qin Meiyu lowered her eyes and looked at the boy in front of her who could not even be called a boy, and sighed slightly.

I don’t know if it was because I had died once, or because the boy named Chu in front of me had a little similar eyebrows and eyes, and I never allowed myself to think of the past, but I actually thought of the past inappropriately.

Qin Meiyu, who came to her senses, was a little annoyed, and met the young master Chu's sight. Her tone was not very kind: "I don't like too many people. You only invite me, I'll go."

Young Master Chu, who didn't know that he was suffering from the disaster, frowned and thought seriously: "My father and mother, every year, invite relatives and friends to celebrate my birthday, but I personally invite you, you are the only one."

Qin Meiyu refused without thinking: "I am the most weird person and I don't like many people the most. Since you are not sincerely invited me, it's okay if I don't go."

Seeing her, the young master Chu refused directly, turned around and wanted to leave. He quickly took a quick step and called her: "Then I will invite you to go tonight, how about I?"

Qin Meiyu's pace has not stopped.

It's just a two-faced relationship, not to mention that she is not a lucky person, so what does this little guy invite her to do?

"Didn't you say that you never owe others kindness? Just treat it as a reward, and return it to me..."

Hearing this, Qin Meiyu's steps stopped. She turned her head and looked at the little child standing straight, raising her eyebrows. It was really interesting. It was much better to say it openly than to hide it in her heart and tinker behind her back.

Qin Meiyu walked back with a pace, reached out and pinched his face, and said with a fake smile: "Little guy, I really like you. If your surname is not Chu, I will take you away."

"What's wrong with someone surnamed Chu? No, isn't it? Or are you still having a grudge against someone surnamed Chu?" The young master Chu seemed to care about this question very much and asked seriously.

Qin Meiyu looked at him, with his hands behind him, bent down slightly, facing his clear and narrow eyes, and smiled meaningfully: "The surname is Chu, it's very good, I like it the most."

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Author: Where is the person?

Qin Meiyu was paralyzed: I don’t want to interact with you, I want my beautiful master!
Chapter completed!