creek crossing bridge

"You've read ninety chapters? You're very persistent." Gerna leaned over gently, and the scent of lavender on her body caught Lin Anqiao's breath.

"Just read the last forty chapters briefly, anyway, it was continued by later generations." Lin Anqiao explained his behavior of reading ten lines at a glance so carelessly.

"Ok?"

"That's right, the latter is not the author's original intention in a sense."

"The latter one is a continuation? That is to say, Lin Daiyu burned the manuscript and concluded that infatuation is a fake?" Gerna frowned and looked at Lin Anqiao in surprise.

"Yes, Cao Xueqin passed away before finishing the writing, and future generations can only continue to write it based on the understanding and imagination of the book. The ending we see may not be the real ending, but we can also vaguely feel it. Lin Daiyu's burning of manuscripts to conclude that she was infatuated is conjecture, and Xue Baochai's lonely death is only speculative—but according to Cao Xueqin, the final ending is probably even more bleak than this." When Lin Anqiao talked about books, his eyes were like It was as bright as fireworks, as if the whole world was glowing with brilliance, and the chatterbox was easily opened.

"I didn't know it all the time, after reading it for so many years," Gerna looked at Lin Anqiao with some admiration and admiration, "You are different from most men in the circle."

Lin Anqiao tilted her head, puzzled and asked, "Why?"

"You are very reserved." Gerna responded with a shallow smile.

Lin Anqiao didn't know what Gerna's attitude towards culture was, and she didn't know what to say, so she continued to turn her eyes back to her favorite book world in embarrassment.

After a while, Gerna's charming and gentle voice suddenly sounded in Lin Anqiao's ear: "Lin Anqiao."

After Lin Anqiao heard the voice, she stopped scanning the books like flying, and asked nervously, "What's the matter?"

"Can I hold your hand and rest for a while? It's cold."

There was silence in the plane.

"Yes." Lin Anqiao nodded without thinking.She had forgotten that she was a boy.

In less than a second, a cold and delicate hand covered her, which made Lin Anqiao feel a strange feeling.No matter who it is, any physical contact with Gerna will feel numbness, Lin Anqiao is no exception, because Gerna's body is so charming and alluring, even a woman may not be able to control it.

But Lin Anqiao used his mind to reject his physical impulse.She doesn't like Gerna, and even hates it a little.She hates people who are deep in the city, and also hates self-righteous people.As for these two things, Gerna is the same.

She looked at Gerna, whose eyes were slightly closed, and Gerna, who was as beautiful as a sleeping beauty, lowered her eyes.

"You live separately, and I'll give you two rooms?" Gerna looked at the two of them in the lobby of the hotel.It was already late at night, and if it weren't for the prosperity of Yili in recent years, I might not be able to find a hotel that is still open.

Gerna wore those delicate sunglasses as usual, hiding her charming eyes properly.

Yang Xi dragged two boxes behind and stood shoulder to shoulder with Lin Anqiao.

"We can just live in one room, so we can take care of Lin Anqiao." Yang Xi said hastily.One room is enough, two rooms are a waste, not to mention that Lin Anqiao is still injured, leaving her alone is too meaningless.

Gerna narrowed her eyes slightly, and stared at Yang Xi's cheek for a while, as if she wanted to see Yang Xi's face full of holes.

"Okay." After a while, Gerna slowly uttered these two words, and then turned to book a room with the receptionist.

Yang Xi felt very uncomfortable, frowned slightly and looked up at Lin Anqiao beside him.Lin Anqiao supported his shoulder with one hand, raised his chin slightly, and his expression was very displeased.

When he arrived in the room, Yang Xi immediately started packing his luggage and took out the clothes he was carrying.Yili was colder than Luoxi, and the cool night wind made her shiver uncontrollably.Lin Anqiao also wanted to help, but was blocked by Yang Xi.

"Go to bed and rest well, and I'll take care of things." Yang Xi said coldly with a blank face.

Lin Anqiao shrugged and smiled: "Of order."

Yang Xi took out the loose men's jeans, dark blue harem pants, wide sweater, and gray-blue men's cashmere sweater, and sighed.She vaguely remembered that Lin Anqiao said that she liked girls' clothes and accessories.Yang Xi also likes skirts. Although her family's economic conditions do not allow her, she can wear one or two beautiful girls' clothes after all.However, Lin Anqiao will never be able to wear a skirt, nor a necklace.

Lin Anqiao will always be insulated from what she loves, despite having endless money.

"These clothes are really ugly." Lin Anqiao's voice suddenly sounded behind Yang Xi, it was a half-serious and mocking tone.

Suddenly, Yang Xi's hand holding the hanger stopped in the air a little stiffly.She took a deep breath and slowly closed her eyes.

"I think it's very handsome, and it suits you well." Yang Xi forcefully smiled, even though her back was turned to Lin Anqiao.

"Handsome... am I handsome?" Lin Anqiao seemed to be in deep thought, his tone tended to be calm like an abyss.

"Of course you are handsome, otherwise there wouldn't be so many fans." Yang Xi laughed at this strange question.

"Oh."

Then there was no sound, as if the people behind had melted into the air, leaving only endless loneliness.Yang Xi hung up the last piece of clothing flat, and then brushed off the sleeves of the sweater on her body.

Yang Xi turned around cautiously, and found Lin Anqiao leaning against the quilt, with a soft pillow on her waist, staring blankly at the ceiling.Lin Anqiao's tall nose looked very soft under the white reflection of the ceiling light, just like a snow-capped mountain at dusk.She silently opened her deep peach eyes, her lips pursed inadvertently, and her thick and slightly slanted eyebrows were raised slightly.

Yang Xi froze in place, his hands unconsciously dropped to his sides.She stared straight at Lin Anqiao with a lovely feeling.Yang Xi just looked at Lin Anqiao's watery eyes, her flowery lips, and her black eyebrows.Each of Lin Anqiao's facial features is handsome and unique just by looking at them, and when they are properly combined, people can't take their eyes off.What moved Yang Xi the most was that Lin Anqiao exuded an elegant and very gentlemanly demeanor, as if carved out of his bones, without any arrogance.She felt that looking at Lin Anqiao was a kind of great happiness.

She wished she could look at her like this for the rest of her life.

However, many of her good friends from the past have long since lost contact, and have since become strangers.No one can watch someone for a lifetime, can't they?Yang Xi suddenly thought of this, so he could only smile wryly.

Lin Anqiao came back to his senses and found that Yang Xi was looking at him, so he blinked his eyes with great enthusiasm: "What's the matter?"

Yang Xi was a little embarrassed, quickly shifted his gaze, lowered his head and said, "Let me see if your injury is better."

After Lin Anqiao heard this lame reason, he laughed uncontrollably, and almost pulled the unhealed wound again, shaking the wide knitted sweater on his body.

"What can you see through such a big dress, hahaha."

Yang Xi was speechless, and quickly walked to the empty bed next to him with his calves and sat down.

Lin Anqiao frowned worriedly when she saw Yang Xi being pushed back by her.Immediately afterwards, she unbuttoned the sweater without hesitation, completely exposing her upper body to Yang Xi's eyes.

Yang Xi was taken aback by this unexpected action, and quickly turned his head to avert his gaze.

"What are you doing?" Yang Xi looked at the corner of the wall unnaturally.

Lin Anqiao shrugged slightly, and said innocently, "Didn't you say you want to check on my injuries?"

Yang Xi had no choice but to turn his gaze back to Lin Anqiao, after all, he had something to say first.Yang Xi is not the kind of person who promises to keep his word.

She saw the scarred upper body and the blood-stained shoulders wrapped in thick bandages again. She felt a pain in her heart and couldn't continue to look at it.

Seeing the twitch of Yang Xi's facial muscles, Lin Anqiao lowered his head, and quickly buttoned it up again.After all, he didn't want Yang Xi to have a nightmare or something because of this.People who haven't experienced these things are generally so fragile that they can't imagine, it's better not to scare them, Lin Anqiao thinks so.

Seeing Lin Anqiao buttoning his clothes automatically, Yang Xi was relieved but a little embarrassed.She glanced worriedly at Lin Anqiao's legs wrapped in large cotton trousers, frowned and said, "How is your leg injury? I seem to have forgotten to put medicine on your leg."

Although Yang Xi could imagine the legs that might be even more terrifying, she still insisted on asking.If Lin Anqiao was seriously injured, he would have to give him medicine even if he fainted, otherwise it would be too selfish.

Lin Anqiao shook her head easily: "The fat on the legs is thick, and they didn't kick their legs too much, it's nothing." But her subconscious action of covering her legs betrayed her.

Yang Xi resolutely walked over to Lin Anqiao's bedside: "Don't be brave."

Lin Anqiao pouted in embarrassment and shook her head: "It's really nothing..."

But before Lin Anqiao finished speaking, Yang Xi had already taken out the square white medicine box, and placed it on the small tea table next to him with a bang, a pair of eagle-like small but very energetic eyes stared intently. Looking at Lin Anqiao.

Lin Anqiao sighed, and had no choice but to compromise: "Don't cry anymore..." After finishing speaking, she took off her loose cotton trousers.

Sure enough, the legs should be light blue and purple, and it is difficult to find a complete piece of skin.The skin on the knee was also scratched, and red blood stains were spread messily on it.Especially the calf, which was so shockingly red that Yang Xi gasped.

Yang Xi gritted her teeth, tried hard to hold back her tears, and gently wiped the injured place with a cotton swab stuck to purple lotion.

What a pair of slender, beautiful legs, with charming muscle lines, Yang Xi thought pitifully, and the movements of his hands became slower and slower.Perhaps, Lin Anqiao should have been a girl who lived a delicate and elegant life with a charming temperament.Perhaps, in her best years, she should play on the street with a group of the most devoted friends with schoolbags on their backs.

But life is not a fairy tale book, there is no possibility.

Never.