I am fickle

Song Heyu never dreamed that he could actually see the woman Ashu in the painting, until Ashu came to him lightly, he thought he was dreaming.

Once people face things that are too happy, they will always question them, and when they face things that are too painful, they will always find excuses to escape.

Song Zhiye and this cousin did have a three-point imagination, that Ashu was a gentle and quiet woman with a graceful demeanor.

Melting moonlight, the lotus pond is also fragrant, the three of them sat talking and laughing happily under the moon.

Song Zhiye said: "He Yu, I didn't fool you, did I, are they exactly the same?"

"Like, like, no wonder, no wonder... so it's your cousin, Miss Ashu is very polite."

Ash smiled softly.

The fireflies were flying freely, and Ashu was very pleased to see the garden full of flowers and colors: "It smells so good."

It's like, it's like a person who has been sleeping in a coffin for thousands of years suddenly wakes up and feels the sunlight from the outside world, and it's like a fairy walking out of a painting is ignorant.

Song Heyu only looked at Ashu indifferently, her presence made the youth of this world lose its color for a while.

Song Zhiye smiled: "He Yu, do you still blame me for my recklessness that day?"

"I thought you were playing for yourself, but I didn't expect... Thank you, Brother Song."

"He Yu, I'm out of touch. You don't like that Miss He, so how can you be so wronged?"

"He Yu, now Feng Shan regards you as a broken sleeve, and your father is also very anxious. A Shu was originally humble and not worthy of you, but now...you understand..."

Every word and every word was thinking of him, Song Zhiye patted Ashu's head: "From now on, serve Mr. Song well, do you understand?"

"Ash always listens to his cousin."

Song Heyu poured a glass of wine on his own, and took a sip: "I really hated Brother Song when I saw him for the first time. Later, when I saw Brother Song's superb painting skills, I admired and admired him very much. Of course, I was also angry."

"Brother Song, I, Song Heyu, do not regret meeting you." Song Heyu raised his neck and drank it in one gulp.

Song Zhiye snatched the jug, and laughed loudly: "Thank you Brother Heyu for your recent hospitality, no one will give you, give me the wine."

Ashu lowered his head, and occasionally glanced secretly at Song Heyu. Song Heyu couldn't resist this watery fairy in the painting.

"Miss Ashu, you... do you have someone you like?"

"What is the person you like?" Ashu asked in a low voice, looking at Song Zhiye quietly.

Song Zhiye said: "This cousin of mine lives in a remote country, and has never had contact with outsiders, so she is very ignorant."

Song Heyu smiled, looked at Ashu again, and said with emotion: "It's exactly the same as in the dream, I like it very much. Ashu, have you and I seen it?"

Ash shook his head, and looked at him timidly: "I have never seen anyone except my cousin."

Song Heyu just wanted to ask Song Zhiye if he had met him before, but he didn't want Song Zhiye to be asleep on the table, looking very tired.

"Cousin is sleepy."

Song Heyu took off his Guihe cloak and put it on Song Zhiye's shoulder, and whispered: "Let him sleep for a while, Ashu, come with me to see the flowers and trees in Qiliting."

"I think it's very pretty." When Ash smiled, his eyebrows and eyes curved like crescent moons.

Song Heyu said: "I used to want to take the person I like to see the pile of flowers and trees together, but who would have thought that your cousin would always accompany me there, but who would have thought that I could go to see the pile of flowers and trees with the person in my dream I got my wish."

The moonlight was shining, Song Heyu was smiling, and Ashu leaned his head gently on his shoulder.

Those who sleep are sleeping, and those who are awake are awake.