"No, the taste of white tea itself is light and light, and the sweet and slightly spicy aftertaste is probably cinnamon... But I actually tasted a hint of saltiness in it. The saltiness sublimated the whole tea, making this tea
It became more than just tea.”
"The last ingredient is tears..." She opened her mouth slightly and almost hummed these words.
"What?"
Ruyi doesn't want to say any more, just stop talking about some things. If you talk too much, he may not be able to wake up.
She pushed the ground ink in front of him and said, "That's it."
She didn't say anything more, and he didn't ask any more questions.
Long Zu picked up his pen and began to draw. He splashed ink and left blank spaces, and ink dots flew. As he was drawing, he suddenly pressed his temples with his hands and made a "hissing" sound from his mouth.
Ruyi quickly held his shoulders and asked with concern: "Are you okay? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
He raised his eyes, with some resistance in them.
As soon as Ruyi came into contact with this look, she quickly stepped away and apologized.
"I'm fine, I just have a headache." He looked down at what he had just drawn, a little surprised, "I don't know why I drew this, and I couldn't tell what it was. As soon as I started writing, I drew naturally.
It’s out. Why don’t you come and help me take a look?”
Ruyi poked her head over and looked at the scroll. When she saw clearly what was drawn on the paper, she suddenly shed tears. Big drops of tears fell on the paper, smearing the wet ink.
Come.
"You...cry..." Long Zu was startled and asked.
Ruyi sniffed, raised her head and said, "I have an eye problem... I cry when I see the wind. Maybe you will see this kind of situation often in the future, just ignore it."
Crying at the sight of the wind? There is no wind here.
Long Zu stared at her crystal clear eyes and felt that she was lying. With such beautiful eyes, it didn't look like she had eye disease. If she didn't have eye disease, she would be crying. It was so good, why would she?
cry?
In fact, this was not to blame for Ruyi's tears. She recognized what was drawn on the paper at a glance. The things outlined by those rough lines were things that she once regarded as a treasure and accompanied her to sleep - Qin Xiao
A coarse cloth doll sewn by hand for Ruyi.
He once wrote all his feelings into a letter and stuffed it into the baby's abdomen. This thing was probably a token of love between the two of them.
Ruyi's tears were tears of joy. Although he did not remember her, he still seemed to have some impression of the doll in the depths of his memory.
Long Zu changed a piece of paper and continued to paint. This time he painted a decent landscape. While he was painting, he said to Ruyi: "Actually, you are not Xian'e, are you?"
Ruyi was startled and said: "What did you say..."
"All the immortals in heaven have been trained. First of all, they are not allowed to look at their master with their eyes. Secondly, they will all be called by their immortal rank or name. However, you repeatedly call me 'you'. Not only that, you are always inexplicable."
She sheds tears and is so panicked when doing things. If you can pass the test and become Xian'e, I have to question Lu Xianchu's ability." He put down his pen, looked up at Ruyi and said, "Tell me.
, who exactly are you."
Ruyi took several steps back, but stopped talking. Her heart was pounding, what should she do, should she say...
This seemed to be an excellent opportunity. She could take this opportunity to tell everything about what happened ten years ago.