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But this kind of thing is to let nature take its course, the thought in Pei Qinyin's mind passed, and she didn't deliberately force it.

After eating, Shen Zhao and Zhou Chongchuan stayed in the living room to play chess. Pei Qinyin wanted to make a pot of tea for them, but unexpectedly found that the tea pot downstairs had bottomed out.

Shen Qingxiao thought for a while, "There should be a study on the second floor, I'll go get it."

Pei Qinyin had nothing to do, so she followed.

The Shen family's study room has an entire wall of bookshelves from the bottom of the wall to the ceiling. Pei Qinyin glanced at the vacancy on the middle floor and chatted, "Why is there only one space there?"

Other places are packed to the brim, and that row is a bit conspicuous.

Shen Qingxiao paused when he took the tea, and when he got up, the gentle smile had returned to his face: "A few days ago, there was a thief at home, and some books were stolen."

He said this without haste, but Pei Qinyin's heart moved.

Will someone break into the Shen's house?

The next moment, Shen Qingxiao's voice came, "Don't worry, there is nothing to lose."

Since he said so, it means that the matter has been resolved.

Pei Qinyin nodded, looked away, and saw the words on the surrounding walls.

She looked over one by one, looked at each work carefully, and asked, "Are these your characters, or your grandpa's?"

Shen Qingxiao smiled: "Most of them belong to my grandfather, and these few are written by me. After all, it was my grandfather who taught me to practice calligraphy since I was a child. It's normal that I can't tell them apart at first glance."

Pei Qinyin looked at the rice paper spread out on the desk, and became a little interested.

She rolled up her sleeves, picked up the ink stick, and added a few drops of water to the inkstone.

The firm and fine pine smoke ink melted in the clear water with the laps of grinding. Pei Qinyin picked up the pen and dipped it in the ink, and wrote a stroke on the paper.

Shen Qingxiao looked over in a little surprise.

Pei Qinyin's posture in controlling and handling the pen is not bad at all. When observing the movement of strokes on the paper, it is more aggressive and wild than Shen Zhao's works on the wall.

Pei Qinyin lowered her eyes, her eyes focused.

At the very beginning, these children were not taught to read and write in the theater troupe.

In the words of the master, if you are singing an opera, if you know how to recite it, it will be over?If you listen to it and sing it for a long time, you will naturally remember it.

Therefore, every line of their opera is sung by the master and learned by the subordinates, and the brothers and sisters don't think there is anything wrong with this.

After all, the opera troupe is not a charity hall, so they won't really have the time to buy pens and paper for them to learn calligraphy.

Or she went outside and bought a playbook, and wrote down the glyphs one by one according to the pronunciation, so that she could recognize the characters again and again.

This action was seen by the master, and he spat, "This little girl is too high-minded, I'm afraid I won't be able to control it in the future."

However, perhaps out of the love and awe of opera students, the master did not really throw those opera books into the fire as firewood as he scolded.

Her handwriting really improved during her two years in the General's Mansion.

At that time, she had nothing to do, so she asked the little girl to find this copybook, but it was the adjutant who finally came to deliver the copybook.

It was only later that Pei Qinyin realized that what she was facing was Qi Ye's handwriting.

As a direct descendant of the Qi family, Qi Ye has experienced more than ten years of strict family education in his early years, and his handwriting has already had his own style.

While thinking, Pei Qinyin turned her wrist, the tip of the pen protruded, and wrote the last stroke on the paper.

She stood a little far away and looked at it for a moment, then said: "I haven't written for a long time, and I'm a little rusty."

Shen Qingxiao's eyes showed admiration: "It's well written."

Ask again: "Which company's post are you looking at?"

Generally speaking, those who learn Chinese characters come to Liu style or Yan style, but Guan Pei Qinyin's bones and muscles can't see the traces of the two, it seems to be a school of its own.

"It's just a nameless person." Pei Qinyin said indifferently.

Shen Qingxiao smiled clearly, with a warm voice: "Has the confusion you mentioned when you were filming before been resolved?"

Pei Qinyin was a little surprised that the topic suddenly changed to this.

She looked at Shen Qingxiao, but this person had already raised his hand, leisurely picked up the rice paper with wet ink on the table, as if he was just asking casually.

"Well, it's all settled." Pei Qinyin said relaxedly, "Your words touched me a lot."

"That's good." Shen Qingxiao walked a few steps away, spread the rice paper on the tea table in front of the window, so that the ink could dry in the sun, and only left a sentence for Pei Qinyin,

"Why did you choose him?"

Pei Qinyin's eyes were deep, and it was the first time that she looked seriously at the person in front of her.

The autumn sunlight came in from the window and fell on this person who was as elegant as a mist.

The light looks warm, but it actually passes through the cool air outside, and through the thick glass, it doesn't leave any warmth.

Just like this person Shen Qingxiao, he was indifferent, warm and not cold, making it difficult to see clearly.

The change of voice, the talent of acting, and the relationship with the Qi family... I didn't deliberately hide it from him. Apart from Shen Zhao and Qi Ye who knew about it, Shen Qingxiao should be the person who has been exposed to these doubts the most .

But he didn't ask anything.

For example, he clearly guessed the relationship between the two at this time, but he didn't mention Qi Ye's name, and always kept a proper social distance.

Just ask her why she made such a choice.

Pei Qinyin suddenly felt that rather than wanting to know an answer, what Shen Qingxiao did was more like helping her to sort out her own heart.

She was slightly distracted, thinking about this question.

"Because—" Pei Qinyin looked out of the window with distant eyes:

"Because no one else would have given his life to love me like he did."

She said this very softly, but Shen Qingxiao's gaze that was on the paper turned away, revealing a hint of surprise.

Pei Qinyin curled the corners of her lips very lightly: "Even if there will be in the future, there is no chance to verify it."

She is a person who is very cautious about feelings, very defensive, and does not believe in or rely on unconditional love.

At present, Qi Ye is the only person who has broken through her cognition and has been verified.

No matter at any time, self-preservation is always the first instinct in her bone marrow.

It was dark in front of her eyes, Pei Qinyin raised her eyes, only to realize that Shen Qingxiao had already walked in front of her.

He raised his hand, just like he did to him when they first met, and touched the top of his head.

Shen Qingxiao's voice was low and soft, with a kind of laziness and gentleness, "No matter what, remember that the Shen family is behind you."

Pei Qinyin was taken aback for a moment, but she understood in a blink of an eye.

Qi Ye's family background in this life is prominent, Shen Qingxiao is saying that his relationship with Qi Ye will not be hindered.

Although she never worried about these things, it didn't prevent Pei Qinyin from feeling a sudden warm current in her heart.

No matter what, Shen Qingxiao really regarded Shen Zhao as the most important relative.

And just because she was treated differently by Xiao Zhao, she was brought into Shen Qingxiao's category, even though it was obvious that she was carrying too many secrets.

Pei Qinyin curled her lips, and finally let out a soft "um".

She thought, maybe she had been looking at Shen Qingxiao in the wrong way all along.

Xiao Zhao will always be the little junior who chases after her, while Shen Qingxiao is a transparent and sober peer who deserves to be treated as an equal.