Kuaiwen is also a huge fan

"I knew Xingxing looked so beautiful wearing it."

Xingxing woke up with a smile, holding the tassel hairpin in her hand.

While dressing up, she looked in the mirror for a long time, put the tassel hairpin in her hair, and listened to the crisp sound of the tassels colliding, Xingxing's steps became much lighter.

Like a little butterfly.

Dancing in front of the flowers.

Today, the young man wore an ivory-white brocade coat with several light-colored butterflies embroidered on the cuffs. The green flute around his waist swayed with the young man's steps.

The green willows were slightly drooping. The young man stood by the pond and threw the fish food in his hand into the water. Fish of different colors emerged from the water and rushed to swim towards the place where the young man was feeding.

The most important thing is the one-year spring benefits.

It coincides with light rain, which is a good opportunity to go out for an outing.

Spring is everywhere in Kyoto. It is drizzling in the sky. The air is neither warm nor dry, neither cold nor hot. It is filled with mist and the spring day is hazy.

The mist gradually dispersed, and pedestrians slowly appeared on the small arch bridge.

The boy held a light blue oil-paper umbrella and leaned slightly towards the round-faced girl beside him.

Taking a closer look, the color of the sleeves on half of the boy's arms has deepened and has been stained by the spring drizzle.

The willow trees beside the bridge are thicker and stronger than those at the Imperial Prefecture, and the growth is gratifying. The drizzle makes the tender green willow leaves appear moist and shiny. Water droplets gather at the tips of the leaves and fall into the pond.

Some unknown small wild flowers grow beside the stone bridge hole on the small bridge, both yellow and pink.

It rained today, so there were quite a few people in the teahouse, so it was quite relaxing.

The boy closed his umbrella and stood under the eaves, while the girl stood aside and waited obediently.

It was the same as the last time in the private room. The store owner was also casual. He smiled kindly and asked the waiter to bring a dry handkerchief and unknown tea to the young private room.

Taking a sip, his mouth was filled with the aroma of tea. The taste of tea in the young man's mouth was not the taste of tea, but the sweetness of the resurrection of all things in spring.

The girl bent down and wiped the boy's sleeves, and the colorful butterflies embroidered on the sleeves became a little more vivid.

In mid-March, it was neither cold nor hot. The brazier in the house was a little bright, which removed the dampness on her body. The girl opened the window and a gust of breeze blew away the burning sensation in the house.

The young man put down the tea, approached the window, took out the sapphire flute from his waist, stared into the distance with his amber-like transparent pupils, and slowly played an unknown tune.

The gentle and beautiful melody blows into the ears of passers-by with the breeze and reaches the bottom of their hearts.

After the song ended, the girl came back to her senses, smiled brightly, and her round almond-shaped eyes also laughed, her eyes moving.

"Young master plays so well, Xingxing talks so softly, I don't know how to describe it."

As soon as Xingxing finished speaking, scattered applause came from the window opposite. Looking along, two men stood by the window, staring at the young man at the window.

"Excuse me for being rude, but the sound of your flute is so refreshing. Can you tell me the name of the song?"

The handsome-looking man in black clothes spoke first, and the young man smiled slightly and his voice was clear.

"There is no title for the song. I just played it as I felt it. It's an honor for me that the young master likes it."

In addition to going on an outing today, Lin Chujiu wanted to try his luck in meeting the oiran. Unexpectedly, he got lucky and met two other mission protagonists.

"Song Qingyue, can you get to know the young master and be friends?"

Song Qingyue struck while the iron was hot, eager to have a closer relationship with the young man.

The protagonist took the initiative to make friends, and Lin Chujiu was naturally more than a million happy.

Shen Yuan opened the folding fan, raised the flask on his waist, took a sip, and smiled brightly. His handsome face, which was originally somewhat feminine, became more elegant. The collar of his dark blue gown was slightly open, making him look like a handsome and elegant man.

"If you don't change your name when you go down, you won't change your surname. Prince Nie Zheng's palace is Shen Yuan!"

Seeing that person again, Xingxing lost the smile in her eyes.

A nest of snakes and rats.

Neither is a good thing.

The young man's eyebrows were curved and his peach blossom lips were slightly opened, "Lin Chujiu of the Imperial Prefecture, I am very happy to meet Brother Song and Brother Shen."

"From that day on, I will come to harass the Imperial Master." Song Qingyue had a resolute face, a smile on his face, and a more honest feeling.

"Brother Song and Brother Shen are welcome at the Imperial Prefecture at any time."

"Then we're welcome"

Shen Yuan put away the folding fan. At this moment, he did not have the demeanor of King Nie Zheng. His movements were casual, but he showed his style.

The Imperial Master is always so easy to trust others.

Xingxing bit her lip and thought about it.

After a few words of greeting, Shen Yuan dragged Song Qingyue away. Although it was a bit regretful, it was also a great pleasure to have made great progress in the relationship with the young man.

The room became quiet. Lin Chujiu held the green flute in his hand and looked at every part of the flute carefully.

Xingxing stood aside quietly and used a pair of tongs to pry the charcoal. Her face was red from the heat, and at some point, it was stained with ashes.

Lin Chujiu chuckled and touched Xingxing's head.

"Xingxing's face is stained with dust, like a little tabby cat."

Xingxing's original gloomy mood succeeded in making Lin Chujiu laugh, and she wiped her face with the same handkerchief that Lin Chujiu had wiped.

But when the veil was taken off, Xingxing's eyes were slightly red.

"Did the gray fall out of your eyes?" Lin Chujiu leaned close to Xingxing and blew lightly on Xingxing's eyes.

"Well, it's ashes that fell into my eyes."

Xingxing choked up, tears streaming down her cheeks, and she spoke with a smile.

It would be great if the Imperial Master was hers alone.

The rain outside the window didn't stop for a while, and then started to rain again.

The rainwater slid down the green tiles on the eaves, and the clear sound of raindrops hitting the tiles could be heard on the roof.

Lin Chujiu suddenly remembered a text he had learned in high school.

Whose house is the blue tile on the roof of the house? (If you are interested, you can search it)

Gradually, Lin Chujiu seemed to hear the sound of the piano.

The tune of the piano is exactly the same as the one I played just now.

Lin Chujiu stuck his head out, and the voice came from the private room next door.

By the end of the song, not a single note was wrong.

Lin Chujiu said in surprise.

"Xingxing, wait for me for a while, I'll go find out who lives in the private room next door to the store."

Xingxing wanted to speak, but the words were stuck in her throat, and she finally asked.

"Can Xingxing follow the young master?"

Xingxing was a little nervous at this time, and her palms were sweaty.

The young master has not rejected her yet.

"Okay, my sleeves are dry, so I can return the brazier to the store."

Lin Chujiu had an easy-going face and a gentle tone.

"it is good!"

Xingxing followed the boy, her eyes filled with the boy's reflection.

When the store owner saw the young man coming, he looked somewhere on the second floor in surprise.

"The store owner, can I ask if the customer in the private room next door is a man or a woman?"

Lin Chujiu was very cryptic. He didn't directly ask about his identity, but asked about his gender.

The store owner looked at the young man appreciatively.

The boy is not very young, but he is quite good at talking.

"The guest just now invited you to come up and have tea together. You will know if he is a man or a woman as soon as you see him."

Although the store owner is middle-aged, he is still a little playful and does not tell Lin Chujiu.

Lin Chujiu thanked the store owner and walked slowly towards the second floor.