Fellow!Stop!

After using the medicine sent by Meng Lixue, the effect is really good. It's strange that people in the world say that the Meng family of Guangling is a family of modern medical immortals.Only one day later, the redness and swelling subsided completely, leaving only light red marks and a few thin scabs on the skin.

Xuan Yi jumped up from the bed, and felt that his bones were crisp after lying down all day.Stretching for a while, I caught a glimpse of the paper and ink on the table, and when I thought of the head-scratching "Curse of Purifying the Heart", I suddenly felt like an eggplant beaten by frost.Frowning, he casually grabbed a few brushes and an inkstone and walked towards Jing Lanxuan.

Jing Lanxuan is the library of the Meng family. It has a large collection of books, most of which are classics and history books.Xuan Yi walked around several rows of bookshelves that were half taller than him, but he couldn't find any idle books like travel notes.If there is only punishment for copying, and there is no free book to relieve boredom, how can life be so hard, Xuan Yi frowned and thought hard for a while, but couldn't think of a way to relieve boredom for the time being.

Xuan Yi sighed heavily, seeing the writing brush that he casually threw on the low table beside him, lost in thought.After being stunned for a moment, he slapped his thigh, and suddenly Fu Zhi's mind came to his mind.

Looking left and right, there is no one around.It's a good time to be lazy.

Xuan Yi turned out the window of Jing Lanxuan, stood next to a osmanthus tree that seemed to be quite old, took out the knife hidden in his boot, and chopped off a few twigs in two or three strokes.As soon as I lifted my foot and was about to turn into the window, I happened to see a wrist-thick broken branch at my feet, which seemed to have been blown off by the huge mountain wind a few days ago, and I hadn't had time to clean it up yet.I thought it might be a pastime for a while, so I touched it back.

He tidied up the twigs with a knife in both hands, cut off a few strips of skin on the branches and twisted them into ropes, and tied the three writing brushes in a row with twists and turns, and separated each brush with a small branch. Come.In this way, when the rice paper is unfolded, he only needs to hold one of the pens, and he can write three lines in one line!

Hahahahahaha!Xuan Yi looked at the special pen in his hand, and laughed wildly because of his extraordinary intelligence.

Don't get carried away!Just as Xuan Yi laughed twice, he suddenly suppressed the rest of his laughter.

If the laughter attracts Mr. Meng Kuo's old-fashioned attitude, all his little thoughts will be in vain!

How can time be wasted!Just do it!

Xuan Yi rolled up his sleeves, and the ink-stained brush was scribbling wildly on the paper. In less than two hours, one-sixth of the copy was completed.According to this speed, it only takes three days to complete.

Seeing that being lazy and playing tricks is very useful, Xuan Yi rolled his eyes, dropped the brush, turned his sore and swollen neck, and shook his head, intending to have some fun for his dizzy self.The wound on his butt was a little itchy, so Xuan Yi grabbed a couple of it.Once again, I was grateful for Meng Lixue's elixir.

If it wasn't for him, it would have been painful for several days.If you are not courteous and reciprocal, you will be a gentleman.

What should I give? !

Xuan Yi propped up one leg, propped his hands behind the mat, looked at the high ceiling of Jing Lanxuan, and suddenly thought of the stump.So he took out his pocket knife, closed his eyes and thought about it for a while, and then picked up his old job: carving beauties!

However, the beauty this time is a man.

It’s okay, it’s okay, it’s good to see.It does not violate his principle of being beautiful without painting or engraved with beauty.

Xuan Yi smacked his lips, resting one hand on his propped knee, and holding the knife in the other hand, the knife kept flying, and for a moment, the stump in his hand took shape.

A gust of spring breeze blew past Jing Lanxuan, shaking the branches and leaves of the osmanthus trees outside the window rustling.The interior of Jing Lan Xuan is quiet and peaceful, and the quaint fragrance of books drifts over the nose with the wind, making people feel happy.Xuan Yi was so focused and engrossed that he didn't expect someone to come to Jing Lanxuan at this time.

It wasn't until the man stood in front of him that Xuan Yi realized that someone was coming.

"Brother Lixue? Why do you come here when you have time? Aren't you in class at this time?"

Meng Che stood in front of Xuan Yi like a pine tree, gave him a condescending look, and Fang replied, "Look for a book."

"Haha! Are you looking for books at this time?" Xuan Yi looked up at him, feeling that Meng Che's appearance here was a bit unbelievable at this time, and seeing the faint blue-black circle under the eyes of Meng Che, who had always been dignified and impeccable, thought I had fun teasing him yesterday, and my mouth started to be mean again.

"Are you skipping class?"

"It doesn't count. I already know what Mr. Meng taught me by heart." Meng Che replied seriously and sternly.

"Then why did you come to class that day? Could it be... thinking of me?" Speaking of this, Xuan Yi glanced at him provocatively.

Originally, Meng Che was expressionless, but after hearing this sentence, seeing Xuan Yi's ambiguous eyes, his face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost.

"Don't, don't, don't! Don't look at me like that, I'm joking. I apologize. Come, come, sit." Xuan Yi made a gesture of invitation, and the playful smile on his face restrained a bit.After holding back for several hours, no one spoke to relieve his boredom, and he was almost suffocated to death.Thinking about it, Mr. Meng Xiaolang is too rigid and too thin-skinned, so it's better not to go too far. If he becomes angry and runs away, I will have no one to talk to.

Meng Che stood for a while, Xuan Yi didn't expect him to sit down, he thought he would turn his head to find a book, but unexpectedly he did sit down, so he stared at his face in surprise for a long time.

"Engrave what?" Meng Che asked a little stiffly as he looked a bit unnatural.

"What to engrave? Can't you see? What else can I engrave? Of course it is a beauty!" Xuan Yi smiled happily, talking frivolous nonsense, but his eyes were fixed on the little wooden figure, the knife in his hand fluttered for a moment. non-stop.

"..."

"Hey, what kind of eyes are you looking at? Don't despise me so much." Xuan Yi finished carving the hem of the wooden figures, stopped to catch his breath, just happened to see Meng Che looking at him and was about to roll his eyes, and hurriedly took the back of his knife After scraping the formed wood carving a few times, he blew with a "huh" to blow off the fine debris on the surface, and held it in the palm of one hand and handed it to Meng Che.

"Brother Lixue, look, who does this look like?"

Meng Che originally had a somewhat stinky expression on his face, but after he saw the small wood carving clearly, his eyes widened slightly.

This is him.

"Haha, I carved it for you. Are you happy? Do you like it?" Xuan Yi held up the wood carving for a moment, then took it back to his hand to carve the unfinished facial features on it. make fun of.

After Meng Che was surprised, he slightly turned his head to one side, lowered his eyes, and covered the sparkling water in his phoenix eyes.

Xuan Yi finished engraving quickly, looked at Meng Che's handsome and slightly childish side face, and suddenly noticed that the usual cold look on his face was gone. I don't know if it was an illusion, but it looked a little soft at this moment.

So Xuan Yi unconsciously took a serious and ingratiating tone and said: "It's engraved! Here it is for you, thank you for giving me the medicine, this is my return gift. It's not worth much, but I carved it with my own hands. Brother Lixue, please accept it."

It was probably also rare to see Xuan Yi speak seriously, and Meng Che's expression became more serious. He straightened his back slightly, took it with both hands, looked at it for a while, and then handed it back to him.

"?" Xuan Yi didn't know why, he was puzzled, and looked at Meng Che with a questioning look.The engraving is not good, does he dislike it?

"Words." Meng Che said.

"??" Xuan Yi looked confused.

"It was engraved by you, engraved with the words of the person who gave the gift. Your words: words." After Meng Che finished speaking, he slightly raised his hand holding the wooden carving, and handed it to Xuan Yi.

When Xuan Yi heard it, he suddenly realized that he was right.It is natural to leave a name for calligraphy and painting.The same goes for woodcarving.But seeing Meng Che's serious face again, Xuan Yi had the urge to melt his expressionless face.So, after engraving his own words by accident, he carved a peach heart next to it. While engraving, he wondered whether Meng Che would show a shy or angry expression when he saw this peach heart.

But when he realized it after engraving, he felt that his behavior was a bit mean.I thought to myself: Meng Lixue, who has always followed the rules, is serious and respectful, sees this flamboyant peach heart that is often only used boldly by women to show love* on romantic occasions, will she be so angry that she will throw it on my head?

It doesn't seem so good to tease the old-fashioned Meng Lixue like this?But he, it seems, didn't do it on purpose?

He hesitantly handed out the wood carving, his body was tense, ready to roll over and hide when the wood carving flew over at any time.

joke!Hitting people with wood hurts, and he is most afraid of pain.

Who would have thought that Meng Che could see clearly when holding it in his hand, and immediately closed his eyes and let out a breath, the corners of his cold mouth twitched, and the long and slender fingers pinching the wood carving turned slightly white, as if he had restrained his anger well.

When Meng Che opened his eyes again, his clear and indifferent pupils were calm again.

The small wood carving is round and round, and the hem of the clothes is playfully raised at one corner.There is a small orchid in the middle of the belt, which symbolizes the unique beauty of Meng's school uniform - Xueyu Feixian, and his unique fairy artifact - Chuai is pinned to his waist.The slightly slanted phoenix eyes brought out a bit of the childishness of a young man who was still on Meng Che's face at the moment. Under the tall and shapely bridge of the nose, the thin lips pursed looked cool and serious.

Lifelike, with good spirit~rhythm~good.

Meng Che held the little wooden figure in his hand and looked at it intently.

What a pair of skillful hands this is.His master seemed to be frivolous and impetuous, but he was able to observe people in such a subtle way, which was really surprising and surprising.

Meng Che held it in his hand and looked at it repeatedly for a long time, and felt that looking at this small wooden statue was like looking in a mirror, so he carefully put it into his clothes.

"Thank you." He looked into Xuan Yi's eyes seriously, and said solemnly and solemnly.

Xuan Yi didn't expect him to be so serious, so he felt a little embarrassed.He touched his nose and planned to talk nonsense again.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Meng Che rolled his eyes, his expression froze, and he suddenly stood up from the mat.