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Ah Yin originally thought that Li Shishi would panic at last, but Li Shixi didn't like her after all, so she just calmly listened to Heng Gongyu and A Luo's story, put away the cigarette rod, took off the gloves, and thought about it. Wanting to undo the loose braids again, she lowered her gaze, inserted her five fingers into the middle of her hair, brushed the loose hair back, took two quiet breaths with a wooden face, and then got up, as usual Go down the hill and go home.

The dim night lights in the alley made people's shadows extremely long, Ah Huang at the door next door was snoring sweetly, if it wasn't for the fact that there was only one shadow of Li Shishi, it would have been a wonderful warm winter.

Without saying a word, Li Shishi opened the door and entered, and went straight upstairs.A Yin was leaning against the door with her arms folded, propping her heavy eyelids, and heard the sound of splashing water coming from above.

——She actually wanted to take a bath.Ah Yin raised her eyebrows at Ah Luo, and said "tsk" in disbelief.

Ah Luo was a little absent-minded. He glanced at the stairs thoughtfully, then lowered his head wearily.

A Yin said: "Can't sleep, playing cards?"

Ah Luo glanced at the furrow between Ah Yin's brows, knowing that she was really worried about Song Nineteen.But Ah Yin didn't dare to suggest anything, afraid that Li Shiyi would be sad, and Ah Luo would blame himself.

So she wanted to stay up for a while, Xiao Shijiu had nowhere to go, and didn't bring any change of clothes, so she might come back in the middle of the night.

She is always willing to treat Song Nineteen as an ordinary girl, and she is not happy to think about whether Master Jiu, the god of Zhongshan, would worry about such trivial things as changing clothes.

Ah Luo glanced at the dark corridor again, and sat down on the card table with Ah Yin.

The person sat down, but he had no interest in playing. Ayin propped his cheeks and crossed his arms, grabbed a card and turned it slowly in his hand, his eyes drifted over from the kerosene lamp, looked out of the window for a while, and then floated back Continue to look at the oil lamp.

The lantern sparkled and exploded, which cleared her blurred vision. She stood up shaking her head, and said to Ah Luo, "Where are the scissors? I'll twist the candle wick."

A male voice came from the side of the stairs: "Xiao Ji, it's in the sewing basket."

A Yin looked at Wuqian: "Are you getting up now?"

Wuqian nodded: "It's Yinshi."

A Yin looked out the window in a daze, the sky was really bright, the charcoal pot in the room was burning vigorously, and a layer of hoarfrost formed inside the window.She took the scissors and turned around to apply a handful of white cream, and moved her lip liner, but she didn't think about what to say.

The stairs creaked, she turned her head in a daze, and saw Li Shishi.

Li Shiyi changed into a homely robe, with wet hair hanging on one side, his eyebrows seemed to be covered by frost, and he was faintly pale.While straightening her sleeves, she walked towards the card table, took a look, and asked, "Are you playing cards?"

The three of them looked at her together, and she sniffled slightly, with a soft ending, as if she had been soaked in water all night.

With a tall and slender body like pine and bamboo, she hooked her head and fiddled with the cards at will. After waiting for a long time, but no one responded, she raised her eyes and tilted her head to ask a nasal sound.

Wuqian looked at A Luo, A Luo looked at A Yin, and A Yin looked at Li Shishi, but sneered twice, and clapped the stool with his legs: "Hit."

Playing cards just played cards, the emperor was not in a hurry and the eunuchs were in a hurry, she felt an unknown fire in her heart, and her temples throbbed with blue veins after waiting in the middle of the night.

Li Shiquan pretended not to see him, so he also hooked the stool by his feet and sat down with his back straight.

As soon as the action of hooking the stool was completed, a sickly female voice suddenly sounded in my ear, the owner of the voice nestled in her hand obediently, and said—"I thought at that time, when I can speak, I must Let me ask you, Li Shishi, is your stool a display?"

"But when I really know how to speak, I forget."

Li Shiyi touched the uneven notch on the card and began to be dazed.

Ayin waited for a while without moving, and was about to urge her impatiently, but when she looked up, she saw deep wrinkles on the pads of Li Shishi's fingers touching the cards, which were caused by dehydration after soaking for a long time. Holding Li Shishi's white wrist, he retracted the words he was going to say to his lips.

She cleared her throat, thought about it, and finally said in a soft voice: "Reluctant, why don't you chase after him? The fish said it just now, it was all a misunderstanding, and there is no deep hatred, what kind of Joe are you taking at this moment?"

Li Shishi didn't say a word, and concentrated on counting the cards.

Fujun wanted to play cards, and he had to play cards for five dollars, so he threw the dice and started to draw cards first, followed by Ah Luo silently, passed Li Shishi, and finally returned to the place where the willow eyebrows were upside down. Ayin's side.

She tilted her body and looked at Li Shishi for a while, then threw the cards away as if venting her anger.

Gu Lulu turned to Li Shishi.

As if Li Shiyi hadn't noticed it, she pursed her lips and looked at the deck of cards, and another dice was thrown on the back of her hand. She paused, and then said, "Ayin."

She raised her head and looked directly at A Yin, and said slowly and seriously: "She grew up with us since she was a child."

Her eyes were tired, but with a bit of stubborn persistence, she only said half a sentence, then turned the cards in her hand, and changed the topic: "This deck originally has many different ways to play, but I often mention it. Click on her to make her playing style the same as mine."

A Yin recalled playing cards with Song Nineteen back then, when Li Shiyi passed by, took out a card lightly and threw it away, and then said in Song Nineteen's ear - Hu this, this, same this, remember.

At that time, her eyes were as gentle as the spring breeze, but now she has the winter frost in her eyes that has been condensed all night.

Li Shishi's sigh fell in A Yin's heart, and she asked, "Do you understand?"

A Yin was absolutely right, there was no deep hatred, and it was precisely because of no deep hatred that she was able to convince herself to calm down and give time to Song Nineteen.

Song Nineteen was taught to be well-behaved and cute by herself intentionally or unintentionally, but is this her original intention?Now that her consciousness is awakened, she should have a chance to make her own choice.

If she were to regain control of a deck of cards now, would she still be the one from that day?

Ah Luo understood, but she was a little dazed, Li Shiyi actually put herself in the chosen position, and she even noticed a little bit of what can be called a "humble" posture.

Finally, Li Shishi looked at the card table and said in a low voice, "She will be back."

A Yin frowned: "What if you don't come back?"

Li Shishi straightened the cards in his hand and smiled softly: "That probably means that I am not that important."

Ayin's heart jumped because of this sentence, as if she was rolled by a prickly pear ball, and she felt pain in detail. She couldn't tell why it hurt, maybe she never thought that such a lonely expression would one day It will appear on Li Shishi's face, the eyelashes cast shadows under her eyes, like the blemishes on the thin-bodied porcelain, it is uncomfortably abrupt.

For another three or two days, Li Shiyi ate and slept well, read books and practiced calligraphy. As usual, he went out to go shopping for half a day every afternoon.

At first, Ayin felt sorry for her once or twice, seeing that she was calm and happy every day, she suspected that what was said on the card table that night was a dream.

She stretched out her hand to touch the neatly arranged wavy bun, and had a few newly made coats on her arms. These coats were made of the same material that Song Shijiu picked out together, and they were ready for the beginning of spring. Wearing it, she glanced at Shijiu's light pink apricot flower gown, feeling panicked again.

Before she could sigh, she was stopped by Aunt Zhao who lived on the street corner: "Sister Yin Yao, buy new clothes?"

The wooden door was wide open, Aunt Zhao was sitting on a rattan rocking chair in the yard, with a thick mattress behind her, and a black windproof cotton cap on her head.

"Yes." Ayin smiled and replied "Hello."

Mrs. Zhao likes Wu Nong's soft-spoken words, and she found a few more words and said: "When will your sister Li Yao come today? You can ask, I will go out when it is late, Chen Mazi's house kills pigs and serves wine .”

Aunt Zhao has a very strong accent, and always says "le" as "old". Ayin understood after a while, but she didn't quite understand, so she asked her, "When will you come?"

"What? What to do?"

She raised her eyebrows, thinking that the title "Li Yaomei" was a bit funny.

Aunt Zhao said "ah": "You don't know? She has been here every day for the past two days, and moved a stool to follow me to outflank her hands."

It's strange to say that the girl from the Li family is very clever, but she learned this little job for three or two days, as if she wanted to keep improving.He didn't take the packaged hand back, but said it was in Zhao's shop.

"Copy hands?" Ayin was stunned.

Aunt Zhao's son runs a small noodle shop on the street, and Song Nineteen loves his Chao Shou the most, saying that the skin is thin and the stuffing is big, like round ingots.

When she said this, her cheeks were puffed up a little. Ayin handed her the silk and laughed at her: "Isn't it a money fan? Can Yuanbao enter your stomach?"

Song Nineteen held back his hands and cupped his face, denying with a smile: "I'm not a fan of money, if I want to be a fan, I'm just a fan of Eleven."

A Yin came back to her senses, her smile couldn't come out all of a sudden, she was very stiff and ugly.Unconsciously clutching Song Nineteen's gown in his hand, he turned the cold sleeves over and over again.

She couldn't imagine what Li Shishi, who had never liked to deal with people, would start with when he said he wanted to learn to outflank his hands.

Did she hang her neck slightly, put her face in the center of her palm, and gently wrap her unspoken expectations in it.

Will Aunt Zhao, who loves to gossip, ask her who is so fond of eating this little thing that she let her learn it.

And will she say Song Nineteen's name?

Ayin said goodbye to Mrs. Zhao, walked back slowly, looked up in front of the courtyard gate, and saw Li Shishi who was about to go out standing in the setting sun, and the unexpected surprise did not even appear on Guqing's face.This face was familiar and well-defined, his eyes lowered unhurriedly, and fell on A Yin's gown with light pink apricot blossoms between his arms.

The lid of the water glass in her hand was open, and the lingering heat seemed to be gone.

Only then did Ah Yin realize that some people's love is neither noisy nor noisy, and even when they lose their minds, they are as quiet as a cup of warm water in their hands.