Open the letter and a faint sound poured into your nose.
The handwriting on the letter is beautiful and lively. You can tell at a glance that it was written by a woman. Judging from the lively handwriting, a pretty and cute face seemed to appear in front of you.
Most of the contents of the letter were interesting stories about the writers in Beijing. Liang Xi looked at the ten lines at a glance and soon saw the passage that he needed to read by himself.
"Sister, how are Brother Liang Xi doing recently? After my father came home, he mentioned some things about Brother Liang Xi to me, but he was not careful and detailed, so I wanted to ask you to tell me more.
After not seeing each other for a few years, is Brother Liang Xi still the same as before? He is soft and not hard, and may offend some people. Please ask your sister to take care of Brother Liang Xi for more.
If Qing'er appears in front of her brother now, he will definitely not recognize Qing'er, because Qing'er is no longer the dazed little girl who doesn't know anything before. Qing'er is now a big girl, everyone says
Qing'er is very beautiful. I wonder if my brother will still like Qing'er as much as he used to see.
If you meet Brother Liang Xi on the mountain, please ask Dai Qing'er to ask his brother, and then say Qing'er misses him very much.
If possible, please hand over the small poem written by Qing'er to Brother Liang Xi, but sister must not say that it was written by Qing'er."
"This silly girl." Liang Xi smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Since you want your senior sister to say hello to me on your behalf, but you don't let me know that a poem was written by you, why are you so stupid?"
At this moment, there seemed to be Xu Qing's silly look with tears in her eyes holding her pen and holding her cheek.
Liang Xi shook the letter paper gently, and the other white letter paper fell into his hand.
Unfolding the letter paper, Liang Xi said softly: "A machine, try spring clothes on the mulberry road. The wind and sunny day are warm and lazy, and the peach blossom branches are singing orioles, and they are reluctant to let others go.
The pedestrian immediately felt delayed when he took two shots. He couldn't bear to give it lightly. He turned around and smiled. He was afraid that the flowers would know."
When he recited this sentence, the woman in the lyrics seemed to be right in front of him. The shyness and sweetness made Liang Xi's heart tremble, and even Tuoba Wanwan lying on the bed felt very moved.
"Three pieces of the machine, the silkworms are already old and the swallows are flying. After the banquet in the east wind, Changzhou Garden is urging them to take advantage of the gauze. The children and palace maids are going to change their dance clothes.
Four of them frowned in a babbling voice. The woven lotus seeds are woven, and the flowers are easy to tie, and the sorrow is hard to calm down, and the pulse is as messy as silk.
Five pieces of machine, horizontal lines weave Shen Lang's poem. No one knows the central sentence, he does not believe in sorrow and hate, does not speak of haggardness, and only depends on sending lovesickness."
This sentence made Tuoba Wanwan who eavesdropped on. If it were her, could she just rely on sending lovesickness?
"The six pieces of machine are all playing with flowers. There are also two butterflies among the flowers. They pause for a while, and watch alone in the shadow of the window for a long time.
The seven-piece machine, the mandarin ducks hesitate again. They are afraid that they will be cut lightly and fly in two places. One is separated from the roots. What's the plan to follow each other again?
Eight pieces of music, I know who is the poem? It is weaving a desolate feeling, and I read it all over the line, feeling speechless, and I can't bear to think more.
Nine-plate machines, double flowers, two leaves and two branches. Since ancient times, they have been separated from each other, from beginning to end, tangling their hearts and passing through a silk thread.”
After Liang Xi finished reading, the room was extremely quiet, and even the heartbeat of a person was almost inaudible.
"This silly girl--" Liang Xi folded the letter paper and turned his face.
Although Xin Yongtong could not see Liang Xi's expression at this moment, Tuoba Wanwan saw a layer of mist faintly in Liang Xi's eyes.
"Liang Xi, what should I do about this?" After waiting for a while, Xin Yongtong asked Liang Xi, "Although I don't know how you met you, since I knew Qing'er, I knew she had you.
Brother Liang Xi, and she has never forgotten you, and has never given up looking for you. If she hadn't been a weak woman and was in poor health, she would have come to Tianling Gate to look for it long ago—”
"What did you say just now!" Before Xin Yongtong finished speaking, Liang Xi suddenly interrupted her, "Qing'er is in poor health? Why is it not good!"
Liang Xi remembered Xu Qing's face, which was white and red, and she always liked to follow her and call "Brother Liang Xi". When did she look in bad health?
Xin Yongtong felt a little relieved when she saw Liang Xi caring about Xu Qing so much and said, "I heard from Master Xu that Qing'er seemed to have suffered from a cold when she was a child. Because she did not treat her in time, she fell into the root of the disease. She has not been invited over the years.
Young doctor, but he still coughs from time to time."
"Doctor?" Liang Xi smiled disdainfully, "Isn't her father Xu Wei? What is the doctor? Have you ever invited the medical clan members in the palace to treat him?"
"This disease was detected by the Medical Clan." Speaking of Xu Qing's body, Xin Yongtong looked sad, "Even the Medical Clan members cannot be completely cured. They can only temporarily use medicine to calm the root cause of the disease in her body and take care of it slowly.
But Liang Xi, don’t worry, Qing'er has improved a lot in recent years, and now she looks like there is no difference between ordinary girls.”
"That's good." Liang Xi felt a little better, and his face returned to his calm expression, "Is there anything else?"
Originally, Xin Yongtong was a little relieved when she saw Liang Xi caring about Xu Qing, but now Liang Xi ignored her anymore. Xin Yongtong immediately said angrily: "Liang Xi! Don't you want to know Qing'er's current life!"
She was angry that she stopped calling Junior Brother Liang Xi, but called him his name directly.
Liang Xi smiled faintly: "Didn't you just say that Qing'er is in good health now, so I feel relieved."
He just felt a little noise behind the bed curtain. He didn't know how Tuoba Wanwan was doing now. Liang Xi just wanted to send Xin Yongtong away first and quickly see if there was something wrong with Tuoba Wanwan.
Regarding Xu Qing, Liang Xi still had a knot in his heart that he could not untie it.
Liang Xi still chose to escape this relationship.
"Let it go with the flow. If you and I can get together again in half a year, we will give each other another chance." Liang Xi ignored Xin Yongtong's angry eyes and looked at her and said in his heart.
"Okay, okay, okay!" Xin Yongtong used three good things in a row to express her anger in her heart.
She didn't expect that she would hand over the letter written by Xu Qing to Liang Xi, and he was still like this.
Compared to Liang Xi's tenderness towards Erya and Lin Xian'er, did his heart become iron-made when facing Xu Qing?
"Senior sister, go back first. I will think about this matter. I don't have the heart to talk to you about Yiliancao now." Liang Xi flipped his hand and put the poem written by Xu Qing to himself into his sleeve.
There was no sign of expression on his face.
Xin Yongtong opened her mouth and wanted to say something else, but seeing Liang Xi's eyes as if she had no emotions like a dry well, she stood up and stamped her feet and went out hatred.
Looking at the door that was closed by Xin Yongtong with great force, Liang Xi showed a bitter smile on his face.
"Why haven't this silly girl forgotten me yet?" Liang Xi shook her head, stood up and went to the bedside. Just as she was about to open the curtain, she suddenly poked out from inside and held herself with a white white wrist.
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"Wanwan, you heard it?" Liang Xi looked at Tuoba Wanwan and said.
Looking at Liang Xi's face, Tuoba Wanwan suddenly realized that she seemed to not know Liang Xi for a moment.
"What kind of girl can make Liang Xi like this!" Tuoba Wanwan felt heartbroken.
"Liang Xi, if you are uncomfortable, I can talk to you." After a moment, a smile appeared on Tuoba Wanwan's face.
But even a fool could tell that she smiled reluctantly.