Qin Meiyu has always known that he is smaller in the mind and eyes than needles and noses.

Seeing the three or two women sitting under the tree chatting, Qin Meiyu kept sweeping his eyes towards Chu Qingyan, he was even more unhappy. He pulled Chu Qingyan's hand down and slid his thin and soft hands fell into his palm.

Without waiting for her to hold it, the big hand had curled up and wrapped her palms up.

He raised his face and happened to meet Chu Qingyan's slightly drooping eyes. Qin Meiyu's heart beat and his cheeks were a little hot.

"That, go quickly, there are too many people, and if you go late, there will be no place to sit."

With his head down, Qin Meiyu held his hand and walked forward quietly, blocking the women's sight.

It was during dinner that there were many people visiting the wonton stall. Fortunately, there was still a place to choose. Qin Meiyu saw that the table under the big osmanthus tree was still empty, so he pulled someone over and ordered two bowls of wontons.

Knowing Chu Qingyan's temper, Qin Meiyu rinsed the dishes and chopsticks with tea before handing them to the stall owner and asked him to put the cooked wontons in.

Just as he was about to take it over, a big hand took over the bowls and chopsticks from her hand.

"I'll do these things."

Chu Qingyan held a bowl of wontons in one hand and held her hand with the other.

Sitting down at the table, Qin Meiyu was still stunned.

Chu Qingyan let go of her hand and spread her palms out and looked at it: "Don't do such rough work in the future, your fingertips are burning red."

There was a well water that was coming to wash dishes next to it. Chu Qingyan took out a handkerchief soaked it, covered it on her fingertips, and then carefully held it.

Qin Meiyu stared at him in a daze.

He could have been so gentle, or would he be so gentle as his husband...

Chu Qingyan noticed her strangeness and looked up at her: "What's wrong?"

"It's hard for you to forget me, and you're so kind to me?" Qin Meiyu smiled with a relaxed smile.

The stolen or cheated are always less at ease.

"Maybe I did this before," Chu Qingyan looked at her with a gentle look on her eyes, "I am your husband, so I will love you and pity you."

The slight coolness of the palm made Qin Meiyu not lose his composure. She smiled and said, "Yes, you are my husband, so you naturally want to love me."

Chu Qingyan looked at him with a gentle expression that she had never seen before. He handed the bowls and chopsticks to Qin Meiyu: "Eat."

After taking the bowls and chopsticks, Qin Meiyu ate bit by bit, a little absent-minded.

She always felt a little different from the Qingzhuo Zhenren in front of her.

Will memory confusion, or memory fading, really change a person?

The breeze blows by, the shadows of the trees sway, and the big osmanthus tree next to it shaking its branches and leaves, making rustling sounds, and then the tiny golden osmanthus flowers fall as if they are as small as rice grains.

"oops!"

Qin Meiyu hurriedly reached out to cover his bowl. When he looked up, he saw the bowl in front of Chu Qingyan, and hurriedly stretched out his other hand to block it.

Chu Qingyan also stretched out her hand to cover the bowl as Qin Meiyu looked.

Both of them covered their bowls with one hand and the other with the other. There were golden osmanthus flowers falling on their heads...

Similar scenes flashed through my mind, and Qin Meiyu was stunned.

Qingzhuo Zhenren was taciturn and was not very kind to her. Every year on the day she joined the sect, he would make two bowls of carved rice, and the two sat quietly under the tree and ate quietly.

The mountain wind was naughty, shaking the branches and leaves, falling fine petals. She always bit her chopsticks and reached out to cover the two of them. Just like now, a slender big hand and a slender palm were put together to cover the bowl, and there were fine petals on the back of her hand...

This is the memory left to her by Qingzhuo Zhenren, and it only belongs to her.

"Oh, I'm so sorry. The place is small, so I can only place the stall under this tree. Don't be surprised by everyone!"

The stall owner naturally saw it and rushed over to explain.

These words interrupted Qin Meiyu's thoughts, and she waved to the stall owner: "It's okay."

Then she smiled at Chu Qingyan again, "No wonder no one sits under this tree."

Recalling the past, Qin Meiyu felt a little depressed. After eating half a bowl of wontons, he didn't want to eat them anymore. He held his face and watched Chu Qingyan eat wontons.

People, that's it.

Even if the current Qingzhuo Zhenren is sitting at a stall eating wontons, he is still Qingzhuo Zhenren. And even if she is getting along with him intimately, once the water talisman is exhausted, she will be like a demon and ghost who has been beaten back to her original form and can only escape in panic.

After Chu Qingyan finished eating the wontons, she raised her long eyelashes slightly, and looked at Qin Meiyu, who was holding her cheeks and staring at him in a daze: "You have been watching for a long time."

Qin Meiyu grabbed his handkerchief and wiped the corner of his mouth: "I have been watching it for a long time, but I haven't seen it thoroughly yet."

"..." Chu Qingyanjun's face was slightly red when she was flirted with her again.

Qin Meiyu withdrew his hand and put the handkerchief in his arms: "Don't think too much, I don't mean that, you have to think that it means that night..."

"Qin Qi!" Chu Qingyan's face was thin and her earlobes were red. "You are a girl..."

Qin Meiyu smiled silly: "Yes, I am a girl's house, you don't know this. Our girl's house just likes a pretty man with fine skin and tender flesh! Just like picking peaches, you always have to choose the one with the best appearance, red and white, just take a bite, hey, don't leave..."

Thanks to the sunset that is already full of sunset, Chu Qingyan's face is not very obvious because of the sunset. If it weren't for his embarrassing expression, he wouldn't have seen that he was shy.

Qin Meiyu saw that the person was thin-skinned, so she couldn't help but run away first. She didn't go far and paid for the meal and stood not far away waiting for her.

Satisfied, Qin Meiyu shook his steps and walked towards him.

Master, if this is just a dream, I would never wake up for the rest of my life!

After eating wontons, the two of them slowly walked towards the inn along the street.

Qin Meiyu deliberately fell behind and looked at the back of Chu Qingyan who was walking in front.

She no longer remembers whether he and her had been together in such a quiet relationship. What impressed her the most was that she caused trouble for him again and again. He always punished her with a serious face and then cured her afterwards.

Master, I'm not unbearable, I just want you to care more about me.

I am afraid that if you go down the mountain, those good girls who are obedient and clever will be liked by you, and you will never have me in your eyes. I am just selfish, I don’t want you to take other disciples, I don’t want you to marry a master’s wife back. I will be jealous and I will go crazy!

Master, I am actually very well-behaved.

When you were not in Xiaofeng and Canyue, I rarely went out. Even Xiao Qianye took the initiative to cause trouble for me, and I was too lazy to pay attention to her. Whether it was the courtyard or your bedroom, I cleaned it hard every day. I secretly hid the paper you practiced in writing and copied it secretly by myself.

My handwriting is very bad, right? Actually, it was written randomly by me. Because I know that once I write carefully, you can recognize that my handwriting is 70 to 80% similar to yours at a glance.

Master, the water talisman will not last long. When you remember everything, do you and I want to face each other again?

This time, if you insist on taking me back to Xiaofeng Wanyue House, I will go back with you obediently. I will be happy to deal with it. Even if I die, please bury me in Xiaofeng Wanyue House...

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Qin Meiyu: It’s evening! It’s almost evening!

Author: Oh, I wrote you wrongly...

Qin Meiyu: Why are you talking about? Write it quickly. Just write about the long night of sleeplessness, but I didn’t expect Qingqing to be unable to sleep...
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