a killer friend of mine

"Where did you find this good thing?" As soon as they met, Suman, who had good eyesight, saw the new hairpin in Qiuyang's hair. Although he didn't look closely, he saw something extraordinary at a glance.

Qiuyang pursed his lips and pulled out the hairpin and handed it to her with a smile in his eyes.

Su Man was not in a hurry to appreciate the hairpin, looked at her with a half-smile, and asked knowingly, "Who gave it to you?"

Qiuyang looked at her with a smile, and said with a smile: "He sent it."

Suman raised his eyebrows: "Which one?"

Qiuyang knew she was doing it on purpose, so he smiled and didn't answer.Suman stopped teasing her, and paid attention to tasting the hairpin, exclaiming: "This is really a rare thing." This hairpin is made of pure gold, and the color is very good. There are nine layers of lotus petals on the head of the hairpin. Both the hairpin and the lotus pod are chiseled out of thin gold sheets, each layer of lotus petals has exquisite hollow patterns, and the body of the hairpin also has small and elegant raised lines.Although the material is also precious, what is truly amazing is the ingenious craftsmanship, which cannot be achieved by royal craftsmen.

Su Man nodded in admiration: "Last time, I praised the green snow and fragrance hairpin given to Fangyin by Master Qing as a top-grade hairpin, but it's nothing compared to yours. It's just that it was decorated privately. It’s better not to show it in front of people, lest someone will take a fancy to you and ask you where you come from, and it will cause extra trouble.”

Qiuyang nodded: "I can save it."

Suman praised the play again, and returned the hairpin to her.

Su Man smoothed the wrinkles of his sleeves, and said with a smile, "I often hear you mention that Young Master Wen, and it sounds like an interesting person."

Qiuyang was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "Interesting? But don't, he's very boring. We're here for fun, but he's here to sleep."

Su Man was stunned: "Really?"

Qiuyang sighed with a smile: "What am I coaxing you to do?"

Suman laughed wildly, and finally stopped laughing and asked, "What is he doing? Let mom earn so much money for nothing."

Qiuyang said: "When he came the day before yesterday, he asked me to move to a clean corner."

"Why, do you think it's noisy here?"

"Yes," Qiuyang nodded, "That day..." Just as he opened his mouth, he felt that it was a bit hypocritical to say it, but was urged by Suman, so he had to continue, "That day Qingxu was picking up guests in the house, and it was reported He was awakened just as soon as he lay down..." Suman giggled, and Qiuyang went on to say, "He probably knew what it was after hearing it, and he didn't know what to do for a while. I have no choice but to cover his ears and take him outside."

Suman couldn't stop laughing imagining that scene, and Qiuyang laughed too, but thinking of the situation after taking Wen Shisan away, the smile gradually weakened, turning into a cold and dazed arc.

Wen Shisan carefully put down his hands tightly covering his ears, his eyes were still facing the place where the sound came from, Qiuyang patted him on the shoulder: "Don't look... This is also common."

He kept silent, and after digesting the message of this sentence, he asked softly: "You too?" He showed that innocent, unworldly eyes again, as pure as cold jade soaked in the Milky Way for tens of thousands of years, Shining with a cool and clear light.Qiuyang stared at this mirror, which reflected her anxiety and a trace of shame in the mud.

There was a slight friction between her upper and lower teeth, and then she calmed down and became calm and generous: "I have."

Wen Shisan asked: "What about now?" He showed a little nervousness.

Qiuyang smiled faintly: "I'm old, and it's usually young girls who are looking for."

Wen Shisan retorted almost subconsciously: "You are not old." Before Qiuyang showed a dumbfounding expression, he asked, "Why don't you go?"

Qiuyang said quietly: "I've thought about it." She walked forward unhurriedly, Wen Shisan was stunned for a while and immediately followed, and she heard her say in a flat voice, "But where am I going?"

Wen Shisan probably felt that there was no need to worry about this question at all: "Go wherever you want..." He still wanted to draw a beautiful blueprint for her, but she turned and interrupted before he finished speaking: "Where is your hometown? She smiled lightly, just like the kind of smile grown-ups show when they listen to questions from children who haven't yet formed a coherent thinking. Wen Shisan felt underestimated, but still answered honestly: "It's here."

"You have a home to go back to?"

Wen Shisan seemed to hesitate for a moment, but still nodded and gave an affirmative answer.

Qiuyang stroked her temple hair and smiled slightly. That smile was like a desolate and lonely firework in the cold night, but it aroused a charming rhyme on her face: "But I didn't. My family members died before I came here." It’s all over, and everyone I know is here too... After turning [-], will I find a new place to settle down and meet new people? Thirteen, it’s easy to say, but it’s not actually easy."

This was the first time she called someone by a code name other than "you", which sounded like a different kind of intimacy.

Wen Shisan realized this, and his eyes became brighter because of it, but at the same time, he was awakened by her words and thoughtful.

"When will you introduce this Mr. Wen? I want to see what kind of person he is." Suman's voice liberated her from her memories, she smiled, thinking what's so good about it?But then I thought that my feelings for Wen Shisan had always been ups and downs like duckweed in running water. The authorities were confused, but the bystanders were clear. Maybe Suman could wake her up after reading it, so he nodded and said hello.

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The description of the golden hairpin in this chapter refers to the picture introduction at that time, not original