And it seems that this place used to be a study room, but it was later abandoned, a bed was added, and it became an unoccupied wing.
It seems that Han Yan has become a bad boy who failed his parents. He is also a guy who doesn't like to study, fall in love, make progress, or work hard...
This aspect is really similar to myself...
I couldn't help but feel a little better for her in my heart.
Jihua saw that it was late at night, and then sat quietly on the bed, adjusting the breath in her body. After everything went as usual, she had a good sleep. Although the bed was not very comfortable, she has never been picky.
The next morning, I woke up early...
Opening the window for fresh air, I saw that under the magnolia tree full of white flowers directly opposite the window, Miss Hanyan was already sweeping away the fallen flowers with a broom...
This person is also in the mood of burying flowers... so early in the morning... she is really sentimental, then let me tease her.
Hee hee, Jihua suddenly feels like showing off...
See if you are romantic and suave, be seen by others, and have flowers bloom...
"When the flowers fade and the flowers fly all over the sky, who will pity them? The soft gossamer ties float on the spring pavilion, and the fallen catkins lightly touch the embroidered curtains? The daughter in the boudoir cherishes the twilight of spring, full of sadness and has no place to release; she hoe the flowers out of the embroidered boudoir with her hands
, endure to step on fallen flowers back and forth? Liu Si
The elm pods are fragrant, regardless of the peach blossoms or the plum blossoms. The peaches and plums will bloom again next year. Who knows who will be in the boudoir next year? In March, the fragrant nest has been built, and the swallows in the beams are too ruthless! Although the flowers can be pecked next year, they will not be allowed to go.
Liang Kongchao also fell in love..."
Jihua recited the song "The Burial of Flowers" facing the window...
The soft and slightly sentimental voice just reached Han Yan's ears...
Was that poem written for yourself?
Otherwise, how could you talk about your feelings?
After Han Yan heard this, he looked in the direction of Yuhua...
Yaohua smiled and said hello: "Good morning, miss."
That poem seemed to have some effect, because Xiehua found that the emotion between Han Yan's eyebrows was a little different from when she saw her yesterday...
It should be said that there is a little more affection...
It seems that it is easy for me to win the hearts of girls...
It's a pity that I don't have that tool, so I can't bear it...
Otherwise, it would be a thorn in the side...------------------------------------------------