After I die, I become the white moonlight in your heart

When Ye Qiao woke up thirsty in the middle of the night and went downstairs to look for water, she heard the movement in the living room. When she raised her eyes, she saw a figure with his back staggering and sitting on the sofa. When it was sprinkled on the table, the water droplets in the light were dizzy into small pearls. Jiang Xu sat firmly and put the cup back, took out the toilet paper and wiped off the wet place.

Ye Qiao wiped the wet sofa at the other end, facing Jiang Xuwu with deep eyebrows, the indifference in the eyebrows remained undiminished after the rare embarrassment, Ye Qiao even felt that this person was a bit wooden.

He looked directly at Jiang Xu with probing eyes, stretched out his hand to hold the back of Jiang Xu's hand, slid it up again, and stopped in front of his forehead without letting go immediately.

Fever is easy to recur in the middle of the night, and the effect of the medicine Jiang Xu took before going to bed is obviously not as good as he thought.

"Wait for me, sir."

Ye Qiao found an electronic thermometer from the medicine box and measured it for Jiang Xu, frowning slightly.

"It's almost a high fever, go to the hospital."

Jiang Xu looked flat and said no: "Sit with me for a while."

Ye Qiao turned her face to look at him and smiled: "Sitting still can't let the fever go away."

Compared with Jiang Xu's skill in controlling Ye Qiao's expressions, Ye Qiao's skills are even better than Jiang Xu's. Even when Jiang Xu occasionally loses his composure at him, Ye Qiao is very stable.He rarely showed such a smile, Jiang Xu couldn't tell, but he was stunned for a short moment.

A subtle breath lingers between the two, and the catalysis of the night makes this feeling even more inspiring.

Ye Qiaoyin removed the smile from the corner of her mouth, poured another glass of water, and silently handed the medicine to Jiang Xu: "Sir, you should take the medicine, and I will do some physical cooling methods for a while."

Jiang Xu looked sideways: "Physical cooling."

"Well," Ye Qiao nodded calmly, "There is alcohol at home, I'll wipe it for you."

Ye Qiao did it after finishing speaking, he asked Jiang Xu to lean on the sofa and wait, Jiang Xu bent one leg, his eyes caught his every move.

When Ye Qiao was about to wipe Jiang Xu's abdominal groove, the other party grabbed her wrist, and Jiang Xu reached out to take the towel from his hand: "I will do it myself."

Ye Qiao watched from the side, he didn't have any distracting thoughts when he did these things, he simply did a physical cooling for Jiang Xu, this might inadvertently poke something in Jiang Xu's heart, Jiang Xu did it himself. In other words, he might be really tired, leaning on the sofa without moving, until Ye Qiao felt that he had fallen asleep, and planned to pull a blanket over him and leave.

The hand was pulled by Jiang Xu, Ye Qiao stared at the person, not sure if Jiang Xu had fallen asleep or not.But he did appear to be in a deep sleep, Ye Jing remained calm and let Jiang Xu pull him.

After all, he was thinking too much, Jiang Xu didn't need an excuse for what he was going to do, and he himself knew it well, but a depressed patient couldn't sleep right away.

He lowered his body, leaned in front of Jiang Xu and stared at his face at a close distance, his breath brushed against his lips as he spoke.

"Sir, may I come near you."

Ye Qian's words meant something else, until Jiang Xu opened his eyes, he straightened his waist and didn't kiss anyone.

Ye Qiao has no intention of kissing Jiang Xu, he is just testing, testing the degree of mutual maintenance.

It's up to him to advance, and it's up to him to retreat. Ye Qiao is just experiencing the feeling of being able to withdraw from Jiang Xu's side at any time.

He looked at Jiang Xu: "Sir, rest."

As for the kiss just now, no one took the initiative to mention it. It was just a temptation in the depths of desire hanging in the heart in the middle of the night.

Ye Qiao turned her back upstairs and could not see the waves flickering in Jiang Xu's eyes.

No one was worried about what happened at night. The driver sent Ye Qiao to the Rong family's mansion. Senior Rong Ruwen had a special practice room. Even if he didn't practice very much, he would go in and go around twice a day on time. The space was empty. After such a long time, someone finally ushered in, and it seemed not so empty.

Ye Qiao changed her clothes. Senior Rong taught in an unusual way, which was different from the way her master taught in the past.The other party got up on the spur of the moment, talked to him suddenly when he thought of something, and when he became interested, he let Ye Qiao practice on his own when he lost his interest, without making a sound for a long time.

Senior Rong Ruwen said that a talented seedling like Ye Qiao is suitable for walking wild ways, and teaching too many rules will restrain him, not to mention listening to such a master in the world, it is better than blindly practicing kung fu for ten years.

Rong Ruwen poured himself a cup of tea, and when his throat felt moist, he waved to Ye Qiao: "Let's listen to the next part."

Ye Qiao gave Senior Rong a short section, the old and the young entered the scene one after another, but did not see a figure standing outside the door, originally stood, then slowly slid down and squatted, waiting for Ye Qiao's last Looking back, everyone, old and young, was attracted by the sobbing at the door.

Ye Qiao still had the impression that the rich young man she saw that day, for some reason, even when he was crying, even when he was crying with his face covered with buns, he looked very blessed.

Rong Ruwen was puzzled: "Xiao Yubai, why are you crying again?"

Yu Xiaoyu's sad eyes fell on Ye Qiao's face: "Your singing is really good."

Yu Xiaoyu's eyes were clean, and after tears shed, they looked like the sky washed by water, bright and pure, it was hard for people to put any guard against him.

Rong Ruwen said: "Just because he sings well, why don't you praise me for singing well? The old man is so disliked by others."

Yu Xiaoyu shook her head: "No."

Ye Qiao went over to help him up: "Come in if you want to listen, your legs tend to go numb when you squat."

Yu Xiaoyu groaned, and told Ye Qiao, "My name is Yu Xiaoyu."

"Ye Qiao."

Yu Xiaoyu said: "I know, you are grandpa's closed disciple, and grandpa never accepted closed disciples before."

He blinked and looked at Ye Qiao: "I like to hear you sing, can you sing a few more verses?"

Ye Qiao nodded, he had to practice anyway, so naturally he couldn't stop his voice.

But before Ye Qiao sang two verses, another person came outside, the servant looked at Yu Xiaoyu and Rong Ruwen in embarrassment, and said, "The Yu family sent a car over to pick up Mr. Yu."

Yu Xiaoyu didn't want to leave: "Our family relationship is so good, isn't it the same wherever I live, Grandpa, I don't want to go back."

Rong Ruwen couldn't hold back his old face. It wasn't the first day that the Yu family sent someone over to take Yu Xiaoyu back, but the child didn't want to leave. Anyway, the Rong family didn't lack him a meal and a place to live, so he simply let him come.

The servant was awkward in place, so he had the cheek to tell the truth to the person who picked up Yu Xiaoyu.

Ye Qiao continued to sing, Rong Ruwen sat side by side with Yu Xiaoyu and held a cup of tea to listen to him sing. In the afternoon, when the last scene was over, Yu Xiaoyu was still reluctant to part, and Rong Ruwen agreed.

Yu Xiaoyu said: "I want to come to the opera every day."

Ye Qiao's eyebrows raised a little, and it could be seen that Yu Xiaoyu really understood the opera and liked his singing very much.

He greeted Senior Rong, packed his things and prepared to pick up Wu Dongdong from school.

Yu Xiaoyu chased him out and said to him, "Can I use the video camera to record tomorrow?"

Ye Qiao: "No."

Yu Xiaoyu sighed in disappointment: "Well, I respect you."

He also said: "I don't mean anything malicious, just listening to you sing reminds me of many things in the past..."

As she said that, Ye Qiao saw that his eye sockets were suddenly red, which made her a little funny.I don't know where such a young son, who was born with no worries about food and clothing, came from so many emotions that hurt the spring and autumn.

In order to ensure the authenticity of her words, Yu Xiaoyu almost grabbed Ye Qiao with her hands.

"Ye Qiao, do you believe that in this world—" Yu Xiaoyu stuck in his mouth, and quickly let go of Ye Qiao, looking straight ahead, "Uncle Rong, you came back so early today."

The man who appeared in front of her made Ye Qiao avoid her eyes. He seemed gentle and resolute, but in fact the city was unfathomable. Compared with Jiang Xu, he had a different feeling.

The people who appeared in Rong's family were either rich or noble, in short, they were not something he could provoke.

As soon as Rong Feng raised his hand, Yu Xiaoyu, who was stuck beside Ye Qiao a second ago, had already run to the other side, and let the palm of his head gently rub.

Rong Feng looked at Ye Qiao: "You are sent by Jiang Xu."

Yu Xiaoyu explained: "He's my grandfather's closed apprentice, so it's great to sing an opera."

Rong Feng: "It's good that Xiaoyu likes it. Besides, your aunt is sick. I want you to go home and talk to her. I'll pick you up at night."

Yu Xiaoyu frowned, Rong Feng said, "Just take pity on your aunt."

Yu Xiaoyu nodded: "Okay."

Before Yu Xiaoyu and Rong Feng left, she secretly said to Ye Qiao: "I have a secret to tell you, they don't believe it, but I just want to tell you."

The two walked away, and the sight oppressed above their heads dissipated. Ye Qiao looked at the backs of Rong Feng and Yu Xiaoyu thoughtfully.If he remembered correctly, Jiang Xu recently wanted to cooperate with the Rong family.