"At that time, Ruyi did not see that person in person. He seemed to have been incorporated into the regular army and was marching to fight. But he left something for Ruyi, which was a doll made of coarse cloth."
"Oh, yes, yes! I always remember that thing! I have never seen anything uglier than that doll!" Bai Qinghan often ridiculed the workmanship of the doll.
"But you know, that doll Ruyi never leaves his hand. He takes it with him wherever he goes. I heard that he hugs her even when he sleeps. We haven't been in Jimo since you retreated. Ruyi must have told you some of his experiences in the process.
Whether she was caught by bandits or captured by Painted Skin Ghost, the first thing Ruyi did after the incident was to find her rag doll." The young master observed all these extremely small details.
"you mean?"
"I think Ruyi's ideal person is the young man who gave her the doll. Maybe she is not fully aware of this, but people's reactions don't lie. Her behavior proves that she cares."
Bai Qinghan pounded the table and said, "Huh! Ruyi's sweetheart is not me, I'm so angry!"
The young master calmly took a sip of tea, put down the porcelain cup, and added some water to Bai Qinghan's cup: "Why are you so angry? If she likes you, can you still accept her?"
"This... I have to reject it..." Bai Qinghan thought for a while and said.
"Then why do you want others to like you? Isn't this just a joke?" The young master looked at Bai Qinghan with disdain.
Bai Qinghan said in his heart, as someone who is admired all day long, you naturally don't understand this kind of mood, and it's all in vain if I tell you.
He scratched his hair and said: "Ruyi, she will always be our little girl. I feel that things like love and romance have nothing to do with her. I really want to know her sweetheart, who can make us Ruyi
My heart is moved."
The young master smiled slightly and pushed the tea cup in front of Bai Qinghan: "I agree with this. When the time comes, we two brothers will have to check it for her. If that person is a bastard, we can't put our own family at risk.
The girl pushed her into the fire pit."
The two reached a consensus, smiled at each other, raised their glasses and drank.
"Sneeze!" Ruyi in the west wing suddenly sneezed. It was really strange. It was for no reason. Why did his nose feel so itchy?
Ningwu and Ruyi entered the room where Shi Xin lived before his death. It was dry, quiet, and spotless. It didn't look like a man had lived there. The mattresses were stacked more neatly than in the girl's house.
There were two letters and a medium-sized sandalwood box on the table.
"This box?"
"Well...Master Shi Xin's ashes are placed inside."
Ruyi gently placed her palm on the box and whispered: "Amitabha, good master."
She opened the letter on the table that said "Girl Ruyi's letter". The letter was a bit thick to hold. Ruyi shook her hand and shook out all the papers inside, except for one page which was full of words.
In addition to the letter paper, there were two pieces of thin paper. When they were spread out, they turned out to be twenty taels of banknotes.
What is the purpose of this banknote? Is it a reward for taking care of Shixin in the past few days? Ruyi is a little confused.
She put the banknote aside, picked up the letter and read it carefully.
The words are all written in strong and powerful lower-case letters, but the further they go, the handwriting becomes more and more sloppy and erratic, which seems to be caused by the pain that Xin suffered while writing the letter. "At that time, Ruyi did not see that person in person, he seemed to have already
He was incorporated into the regular army and went on a march to fight. But he left something behind for Ruyi, which was a doll made of coarse cloth."
"Oh, yes, yes! I always remember that thing! I have never seen anything uglier than that doll!" Bai Qinghan often ridiculed the workmanship of the doll.
"But you know, that doll Ruyi never leaves his hand. He takes it with him wherever he goes. I heard that he hugs her even when he sleeps. We haven't been in Jimo since you retreated. Ruyi must have told you some of his experiences in the process.
Whether she was caught by bandits or captured by Painted Skin Ghost, the first thing Ruyi did after the incident was to find her rag doll." The young master observed all these extremely small details.
"you mean?"
"I think Ruyi's ideal person is the young man who gave her the doll. Maybe she is not fully aware of this, but people's reactions don't lie. Her behavior proves that she cares."
Bai Qinghan pounded the table and said, "Huh! Ruyi's sweetheart is not me, I'm so angry!"
The young master calmly took a sip of tea, put down the porcelain cup, and added some water to Bai Qinghan's cup: "Why are you so angry? If she likes you, can you still accept her?"
"This... I have to reject it..." Bai Qinghan thought for a while and said.
"Then why do you want others to like you? Isn't this just a joke?" The young master looked at Bai Qinghan with disdain.
Bai Qinghan said in his heart, as someone who is admired all day long, you naturally don't understand this kind of mood, and it's all in vain if I tell you.
He scratched his hair and said: "Ruyi, she will always be our little girl. I feel that things like love and romance have nothing to do with her. I really want to know her sweetheart, who can make us Ruyi
My heart is moved."
The young master smiled slightly and pushed the tea cup in front of Bai Qinghan: "I agree with this. When the time comes, we two brothers will have to check it for her. If that person is a bastard, we can't put our own family at risk.
The girl pushed her into the fire pit."
The two reached a consensus, smiled at each other, raised their glasses and drank.
"Sneeze!" Ruyi in the west wing suddenly sneezed. It was really strange. It was for no reason. Why did his nose feel so itchy?
Ningwu and Ruyi entered the room where Shi Xin lived before his death. It was dry, quiet, and spotless. It didn't look like a man had lived there. The mattresses were stacked more neatly than in the girl's house.
There were two letters and a medium-sized sandalwood box on the table.
"This box?"
"Well...Master Shi Xin's ashes are placed inside."
Ruyi gently placed her palm on the box and whispered: "Amitabha, good master."
She opened the letter on the table that said "Girl Ruyi's letter". The letter was a bit thick to hold. Ruyi shook her hand and shook out all the papers inside, except for one page which was full of words.
In addition to the letter paper, there were two pieces of thin paper. When they were spread out, they turned out to be twenty taels of banknotes.
What is the purpose of this banknote? Is it a reward for taking care of Shixin in the past few days? Ruyi is a little confused.
She put the banknote aside, picked up the letter and read it carefully.
Everything you read is in strong and powerful lower regular script, but the further you go, the handwriting becomes more and more sloppy and erratic, as if it was caused by the illness that Xin suffered while writing the letter.