Tsing Yi Dance: Apricot Blossom Sky Shadow

Guiyi's voice came after two intermittent pouring sounds, and Tsing Yi noticed that Guiyi was holding two large wooden buckets for carrying water in his hands and looked at him with some concern. .

"Oh, thanks!"

Tsing Yi, who didn't know what to say, habitually did something that was customary in the era when the northern latitude existed. He nodded slightly, and subconsciously raised the corner of his mouth to express his thanks.

Tsing Yi before should have never done such a thing as thanking with a smile, Gui Yi froze in place for a moment, staring at Tsing Yi's beautiful face with a light smile that was not painted.

Guiyi's daze made Tsing Yi instantly understand what a stupid thing he had done, the lingering trace of the smile on his face was still there, and his bright eyes had cooled down.

"I'm going to take a bath!" Tsing Yi stated coldly.

The astonishment in Guiyi's eyes dimmed, he nodded and walked out carrying the bucket.

It wasn't until the door was closed with a creak that Tsing Yi sat slumped on the bed, and hammered hard on her leg with a slender, fair hand that was even three points thinner than a woman's.

"If you don't have a long memory, you will definitely be discovered. At that time, it is easy to be regarded as possessed by evil spirits. Treating you as a monster is really playing the big game!" Tsing Yi scolded herself softly to herself.

The pain from beating his legs also made him regain some strength. He got up and walked to the door. He heard that there was no movement outside. He opened the door and checked to make sure there was no one before going back into the room and plugging the latch.

He didn't rush to take a bath, but came to the bed again and lay down on the ground to lift the bed curtain, looking for the thing hidden under the bed.

The bottom of the bed should have not been cleaned carefully for a while, and there was a thin layer of dust floating on it. Ironically, there seemed to be a few random marks on the dust.

It seemed that the person who sneaked into Tsing Yi's room did not ignore the possibility of hiding things under the bed.Tsing Yi sighed, has it been stolen by someone else?

Tsing Yi sighed a little discouraged, and secretly scolded the previous owner of this body for being unreliable, didn't she know how to find a safer place to hide it?Hiding under the bed is obviously for thieves.

But who is the person who can enter his room?Hehe~

Obviously, there is no one else except the troupe owner, otherwise why didn't he hear Guiyi's story about Xinghuayuan being thieves?Could it be that the thief knew that this room belonged to Tsing Yi and that he was not there, so he only stole his room?

Tsing Yi sneered and sat kneeling on the ground with a mocking face.

The former owner of this body should be a person with obsessive-compulsive disorder, otherwise he would not have the feeling that his things were turned over. It seems that the memory of the body is really an asset to him now.

Looking around the room blankly, Tsing Yi gently closed his eyes, allowing his thoughts to be occupied by the inertia of his body.If this body still has residual memories, as long as he calms down, he will be able to see those previous memories.

After a long time, Tsing Yi suddenly opened his eyes, and bent down to look under the bed again.

Although there were traces of being scratched by something under the bed, it was obvious that there were no traces of neat scratches like boxes.Thinking of this, Tsing Yi leaned his body further under the bed, closed his eyes and let his hands use his habitual muscle memory to touch the bed board.

Suddenly, a bump not much bigger than a slap came through the sense of touch.Tsing Yi was overjoyed, and took out the small box with his hand.

what?It was obviously a small box, but the guy actually told himself it was a box, really drunk.

Anyway, it's luck that things are still there.

Tsing Yi didn't bother to brush off the dust on his body and knelt down in front of the bed, put the box on the bed, and opened the box with trembling hands.He needs to find out what is in the box as soon as possible, otherwise if the memory of his predecessor Tsing Yi in his body disappears one day, he will really become a noob.

There seemed to be a lot of things in the box, just as Tsing Yi pressed the buckle on the box, the box immediately made a slight bang and the lid popped open.

A box full of [-] bank notes.

Dazed for a moment, he poured out all the banknotes in the box. What he was looking for was not these things.After everything was poured out, a half-folded envelope lay quietly at the bottom of the box.

Tsing Yi's eyes lit up and he took out the things, opened the envelope, there was no signature on it, only a small three-leaf flower outlined with a few light ink strokes, probably this is the so-called three-leaf primrose.

Originally Tsing Yi thought that the so-called three-leaf primrose might be a pattern of three leaves, but unexpectedly it turned out to be a small flower that looked a bit like a cherry blossom.

If this is what the three-leaf primrose looks like, will the pattern on that person's chest be the same as this one?

Could it be that the person who needs him to wait is a woman?How could a big man stab such a delicate little flower on his chest.

Tsing Yi's mind suddenly appeared a tall and thick man with a three-leaf primrose tattooed on his chest, picking his nose and smiling at her innocently.With a shiver, she shivered violently, to drive away the boring thoughts in her mind, and opened the envelope after hesitation.

Pulling out the letter paper inside, there are only a few numbers, which roughly means that he must wait for the owner of the clover primrose to appear, and there is a huge secret hidden in him, and this secret can only be known by that person, otherwise it will cause trouble. In the chaos of war, he can't protect himself, so he must be careful to keep his secrets.

The words on the letter paper were not familiar to Tsing Yi, she could understand them all because of her body's own memory.

Tsing Yi sat on the ground in a daze, and didn't wake up until his legs were numb like needles. What kind of shit luck did he have to travel to such a body? Sure enough, God likes to play tricks on people.

This letter let Tsing Yi know something about it. Although he didn't know why his predecessor Tsing Yi kept this letter, this time Tsing Yi felt that this letter was a disaster. Fortunately, no one found out this time. What about next time?

Thinking of this, Qing Yi supported the side of the bed and stood up, the moment his numb legs returned blood, he couldn't help shaking his body.After regaining a little feeling in his legs, Tsing Yi walked towards the charcoal basin in the middle of the room with a strange posture, threw the letter paper into it, and saw it turned into ashes.

Close to the charcoal basin, the temperature rose sharply.

It was only then that Tsing Yi realized that he was still wearing the cloak Mo Han gave him. Thinking of the gentle and smiling handsome face of the silver-haired man in white, his heart beat twice faster, and his cheeks felt slightly warm.

Carefully hanging the cloak that he took off on the hanger, Tsing Yi walked towards the closet inertially.The clothes in the closet are white except for the underwear, and the rest of the regular clothes are all blue.

It seems that the former person in Tsing Yi, as his name suggests, had a soft spot for cyan.Fortunately, he, who has just lived in someone else's body, also likes blue.

However, the sight of men's clothes in the closet also brought Tsing Yi into reality, and his slightly hot cheeks instantly turned into embarrassment when he thought of Mo Han.How could she forget that she was no longer a woman?