Liu Changan stood on the balcony and looked at the waterside pavilion, illuminated by lights, the strange stone pavilion and the boat hidden in the dark night, and the quiet and elegant fragrance gradually filled the air.
Before the beauty arrives, the fragrance is already spreading.
Qin Yanan was changing clothes in the bedroom. Her shadow fell on the curtains, as light and slender as a paper-cut figure in a shadow puppet show. She pulled up her long hair and was carefully tying her hair into a bun.
She put her hands on the collar and began to unbutton one by one. Liu Changan turned his head and stopped looking at her shadow, still looking into the boundless darkness.
If you want to live like an ordinary person, you can't forget your feelings. Ordinary people are full of arrogance, life and death, sorrow, joy and sorrow. The most heart-wrenching thing is missing.
Liu Changan always felt that he had an ordinary heart and had never truly transcended the world. He was also very satisfied with his current state. This was his pursuit.
This ordinary heart is much harder than ordinary people. It cannot be steamed, boiled, beaten, or stir-fried. It is like a copper pea. If you look closely, it is extremely smooth and has no flaws.
It’s just that most of the smooth, mirror-like surfaces in this world are the result of countless polishing and cutting processes.
Ye Sijin, he misses her.
He thought of her as a child, jumping up and down behind him, trotting a few steps from time to time and grabbing his little finger.
When he looked back at her, she raised her head with a happy smile on her round face.
He thought that in order to wait for him, she agreed to go home at night, but she would sit at the door and wait stubbornly from dusk to dawn.
He thought she was in his arms, he held her hand and taught her to write her name, the crooked "Ye Sijin".
He thought that when she grew up, she would put on the gown and skirt of a women's college, her long hair would flow, and she would look like a girl. The slightly shy tenderness between her eyebrows would bloom when she saw him for the first time.
"elder brother."
The curtains and doors opened, and a soft cry came out.
"Jin'er is here to see you."
Liu Changan turned around and saw Ye Sijin, who had traveled through time and was stunned at night. The bright girl with a touch of sadness and melancholy stood under the light and looked at him with shy tenderness.
Her eyes were like a bright moon, shining through the ages, reflecting him a hundred years ago, and also containing him a hundred years from now.
She was wearing a light green and silvery silk top. The edges of the sleeves and the hem of the dress were woven with circles of interlaced lace. Silver flower clusters were scattered on her chest, blooming along with her undulating chest line.
In a state of full bloom, the white arms stretched out from the loose cuffs, the hands were clasped together in front of the lower abdomen, and the green and tender fingers were slightly nervous or uneasy.
The skirt is slightly shorter than what people think they see in TV dramas of the Republic of China, and it just touches the knees. You can still find many posters of clothing companies from the Republic of China period, and you can know that the atmosphere at that time was not very conservative.
She was wearing short socks. The socks were made of soft material, which was very suitable for the delicate skin of a woman. They gave off a warmth that made people want to hold them in their hands and feel the warmth.
She wore no shoes and walked on the floor quietly, as quietly as time slipped away from her without taking away any trace of her beauty.
"Brother, Jin'er is back with you again."
There is a natural squeamishness in her voice. This is the kind of honeyed voice that a woman can only express when she is in a private environment, facing her most intimate, beloved, and most reassuring person.
squeamish.
Liu Changan walked in, slowly closed the door curtain, and hugged her heavily into his arms.
She let out a low gasp, leaned into his arms, raised her chin slightly, opened her lips because her breathing was suddenly choked, her eyes were confused, and she leaned her head against his cheek.
Because of his embrace, her body leaned forward, her toes involuntarily stood up, and her waist pressed against his lower abdomen. The feeling of being hugged so powerfully by him made her feel the blood in her body hitting her heart.
and brain, impacting every place, making me feel dizzy.
"Jin'er...Brother, I'm sorry for you."
Liu Changan rarely feels that he is sorry for anyone. Sometimes he doesn't care, sometimes he forgets, and sometimes he has no way not to care or forget.
She was actually Ye Sijin, and she didn't need to work so hard to pretend to be Ye Sijin to make him feel her presence.
"Brother, it's okay. Jin'er is fine."
Her voice sounded in his ears with a whisper stirred by the wind. Liu Changan let go of his embrace, held her round shoulders, and looked carefully at the face with light makeup, which was no longer reserved.
, without the deliberate indifference and indifference, the shyness and admiration in his eyes finally turned into what Ye Sijin used to be in his heart.
Normally, Qin Yanan was always a little more reserved and proud. Sometimes she seemed to cling to him, sometimes she would gently push him away, and sometimes she would quietly test and expose her little thoughts to observe his reaction.
When she regained her identity as Ye Sijin, she looked like what she is now. She was no longer an old friend who seemed to have reestablished a relationship with him, but his clinging and cute sister.
"Just be good, I will take you wherever I go from now on." Liu Changan held her hand and sat down, looking at her carefully.
Qin Yanan's eyes trembled slightly, and his eyes made her heart beat faster and even her breathing became short of breath. It would be great if he looked at her like this normally, and it would be great if he looked at Qin Yanan like this... No, she is Ye Sijin,
I remember many, many things, but it will take some time to fully recover the memory and emotional details.
His hand was holding the back of his hand. Qin Yanan turned over his hand and intertwined his fingers. There was no moonlight outside the window, but looking at his eyes shining like the moon, Qin Yanan remembered the song "Chen Feng·Moonrise"
.
This is the oldest poem in the world about the moon and beauty. Countless literati began to associate the moon with longing, starting from this poem.
The moonrise is bright, and the outstanding people are there,
It's easy to be carefree, but it's hard work to be quiet!
The moon rises brightly, and the outstanding person shines brightly,
I am relieved and worried, and my heart is troubled!
The moon rises and shines, and the outstanding people burn brightly,
Shu Yao Shao Xi, hard work and miserable!
As long as you look up at the moon, your thoughts will be awakened, just like Ye Sijin will be awakened as long as his eyes are watching her.
"Brother, we will never be separated." Qin Yanan leaned on Liu Changan's shoulder and said softly. Now is no longer the time of crisis of national subjugation and species extinction a hundred years ago. Although this crisis has never been truly resolved, there may still be a need in the future.
When he came forward, he said that he would take her with him wherever he went.
She would stay with him anytime, but now that she was holding his hand and having his child in her belly, how could they be separated?
Just not being separated, she didn't think about anything else. She was not one of those little girls who were only jealous. More than a hundred years had passed, and many things that little girls cared about were just trivial matters. Companionship was
the most important.
Didn’t Su Mei go to Antarctica? Maybe she will marry a penguin.
Isn't he still the final winner? He is still with him.
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There is a side story here, which will be updated in about a week. There is a high probability that Baifen 6 and Professor Liu will be updated in the same week.