The inside of this bandit's den is quite poetic, Hua Weiluo thought as she walked to the rosewood table, picked up the brush on the table, thought about it, and wrote a few lines of small words next to the crabapple flower:
Begonia does not hesitate to be rouge, independent in the drizzle.
After looking at it again, I still felt that something was missing, so I simply added a butterfly hiding from the rain under the leaves of the crabapple.
Oh, that's alright.
Hua Weiluo nodded with satisfaction, put down his pen, stretched, and then went back to bed to rest.
When she opened her eyes again, the sun had already set, and the warm orange sunlight slanted into the house through the bamboo windows, casting a golden halo on the ground.
Dimly, I vaguely saw a figure standing in front of the rosewood table by the window, looking down at the calligraphy and paintings on the table.
"Junior brother??" Hua Weiluo muttered, her voice slightly hoarse from sleeping for too long.
The man standing in front of the table turned his head when he heard the sound, with a pair of starry lake-like eyes, fair and thin cheeks, and a warm and jade-like smile hanging on the corners of his thin lips.
"...Who are you??" Hua Weiluo was stunned for a moment after seeing the person's face. She felt that the person looked vaguely familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen him before.
"Miss Weiluo, are you awake??" Wen Yi turned around and saw that Hua Weiluo had stood up, but looked at him with a confused expression, so he took two steps forward, stood in front of Hua Weiluo, and greeted her with a smile.
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"You... Wen Yi...??" Hua Weiluo couldn't help but exclaimed after hearing his voice and title.
No, she just took a nap, why did Wen Yi change his appearance?
"That's right." Wen Yi looked at her with a smile and said in a gentle voice: "Yu Mo should have come to call you to attend the dinner, but that kid didn't know why, but he got upset at the critical moment, so I took his place.
Come for a run."
"You, you, you... where is your beard??" Hua Weiluo stretched out a finger as white as jade and pointed tremblingly at Wen Yi's smooth and fair cheek.
"Ah??" Wen Yi was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "It's a shave. I was bedridden a few days ago. I was so weak that I didn't have time to clean myself up. Today, I made the girl Weiluo laugh."
"Then... where is the Taoist talisman you put on your head??" Hua Weiluo scratched his head, looking at the fresh and refreshing Wen Yi in front of him, he still felt that the difference between before and after was a bit big.
"That one." Wen Yi smiled and said with some embarrassment: "I felt that the talisman on my forehead was really unsightly and blocked my sight, so I begged Brother Zhishan to put it on my clothes.
It’s gone inside.”
"Oh..." Hua Weiluo nodded mechanically, looking at Wen Yi who looked like a gentle scholar in front of him, but she couldn't connect the words between him and the bandit master.
"Hua Wei Luo, are you awake yet??" Zhishan, dressed in a white Taoist robe, appeared at the door of Hua Wei Luo's room without haste. When he saw Wen Yi in the room, he was slightly stunned, and then turned his eyes to Hua Wei Luo.
Some flowers with dull expressions frowned slightly and said: "Get up as soon as you wake up. Why are you sitting there stupidly??"
"You two..." Hua Weiluo saw Zhishan walking into the house and standing side by side with Wen Yi. Only then did she realize that Wen Yi was also wearing a white Taoist robe. No wonder she had mistaken him for his junior brother just now.
