a killer friend of mine

Qiuyang didn't sleep well that night, and the anger aroused during the conversation with Wen Shisan was not only not extinguished because of his departure, but on the contrary, it tended to become more vigorous.Her chest cavity is the hearth, and the flames are in it.She didn't close her eyes until dawn, woke up after a short sleep, and called the maid to bring a basin of water.

The maid Gui Rui combed her hair and asked, "Sister, didn't you sleep well last night?"

Looking at the haggard face in the mirror and the thick blue shadows under the eyes, Qiuyang leaned forward, touched the bags under the eyes with his hands, and said to himself: "This needs to be covered with a thick layer." He sat up straight again, faintly Said: "Yesterday I quarreled with someone a few times, and my heart was angry, and I couldn't sleep well."

Gui Rui asked curiously, "Which one? Anyone who is so rude can make you angry?"

Qiuyang casually picked up a tortoiseshell hairpin on the dressing table and played with it absently, saying, "It's not rude, but there are some things that you can't hear from others after all—it's enough for you to know." Gui Rui Keeping silent, she thought she understood the meaning of Qiuyang's words.The people here share a keen tacit understanding. If you just mention a word, you will have a tacit understanding.

She combed the scattered hair from Qiuyang's temples, and made the tied bun meticulously, as if she had cut a circle around the bun with scissors.

Qiuyang tilted his head slightly to examine it, and was very satisfied. He nodded in praise and said, "Your craftsmanship is getting better and better."

Gui Rui smiled triumphantly and went to prepare her breakfast.

Qiuyang picked out a taupe-colored skirt and prepared to change. The weather in June was humid and hot, and the doors and windows were closed at night and there was no ventilation, so there was some uncomfortable annoyance in the room. She put down her clothes and opened the window to welcome Into the fresh air lingering outside the window overnight.

As soon as she opened the window, she saw the person sitting on the tall magnolia.

That man was wearing a brocade robe of lake blue, his eyes were dark and deep, who was it not Wen Shisan who left last night?

Qiuyang forgot that he was only wearing a white underclothes that men shouldn't see, and he was dumbfounded: "You, why are you here?" Didn't he go back?

Wen Shisan scratched his head and explained with some helplessness: "I was going to leave last night, um... Mom won't let me go, let me come up to find you again, I think you are unhappy, so..."

Qiuyang couldn't believe it: "So you just stayed in the tree all night?!"

Wen Shisan didn't quite understand why she made such a fuss: "Yes."

Qiuyang stroked his forehead, not knowing how to evaluate his behavior.She hesitated for a moment between changing clothes first or letting him in first, she chose the latter, and beckoned to Wen Shisan: "Come in quickly."

Wen Shisan rubbed his nose lightly with his index finger, broke a magnolia from the tree that he thought was the most beautiful, and flew lightly into Qiuyang's room.Qiuyang was amazed by his smooth movements, just now he seemed to be just a light feather, coming in on the wings of the breeze.

After entering the room, Wen Shisan threw the magnolia flower into the Ru Kiln beauty cup with seasonal flowers inserted by the window. Qiuyang wanted to help, but after a closer look, he couldn't do it. His random move made the magnolia flower go In the most perfect position, no one can move this gu flower now, even an inadvertent touch will affect this perfect arrangement.

Qiuyang looked at the magnolia flower: "Have you ever learned how to arrange flowers?"

Wen Shisan poured himself a cup of herbal tea to quench his thirst: "I have learned."

"...very good." Qiuyang only had such a sincere admiration, and Wen Shisan smiled.

Qiuyang sat down and said, "Didn't mosquitos and flies pester you last night?"

Wen Shisan sighed: "Yes."

Qiuyang observed his smooth cheeks: "Did they bite you?"

Wen Shisan smiled helplessly: "I picked two branches of the pine tree in the yard last night, and just finished shooting the last pine needle."

Qiuyang froze for a moment, then asked: "So you didn't sleep all night?"

Wen Shisan smiled slightly, not a smug smile, but a nonchalant smile that felt nothing to be fussed about: "Don't say one night, even if I don't sleep for ten days and ten nights, it's fine for me."

Qiuyang got up and said, "You should take a bath." She suddenly remembered that she was only wearing a thin underwear, but the man sitting here was old enough to be her son, so she wouldn't be too restrained up.Wen Shisan looked at the train in her hand, and said softly, "Change to another one, this color is too light."

Qiuyang unfolded the clothes, put them away and asked, "What color is it?"

Wen Shisan seemed to know that she would ask this question next, and said what he had already prepared: "The rouge color will be better."

Qiuyang changed into a carmine-colored straight train according to his wishes.

"Would you like something to eat?"

"Noodles, two eggs, and more vegetables." He probably said the same thing a thousand times before he could say it without thinking.

Okay, Qiuyang thought for a while: "Is there any other order?"

Wen Shisan coughed lightly: "Not anymore."