Jia Lan was a little touched by Qingwen's concern, but he still pretended to be preaching.
"What if you chase me in the dark with a candle like this? What if you slip and fall? Although your body is much bigger than before, you should still take more rest."
Although Qingwen's health has improved a lot with Jia Lan's treatment, she must have been a little tired after following Jia Lan everywhere for a year.
Feeling the concern in Jia Lan's words, Qingwen felt a little sweet in her heart. She glanced at each other with a pair of beautiful eyes, raised her head and said arrogantly: "This is not the first time I have come to this garden. I can walk with my eyes closed."<
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As he spoke, he neatly replaced the almost burned out candle in Jialan's lantern.
The relit candlelight shone on Qingwen's face, making her face even more beautiful. Even the few snowy plum trees standing proudly beside her were eclipsed in front of Qingwen.
In terms of appearance, she was originally in the first echelon of the Red Mansion. Unfortunately, she was not in good health. Otherwise, in the original work, Mrs. Wang would not have used Qingwen's body to attack Jia's mother and used "the daughter has tuberculosis" to oppose Bao Dai.
Marriage.
Fortunately, Qingwen's problem has improved greatly after Jialan received timely treatment.
Jia Lan didn't say anything, just looked at Qingwen with a smile.
To be able to change the fate of such a cute and cute girl, for Jia Lan, this feeling of pride is no less than that of Xie Yuan who won the provincial examination.
More importantly, since Qingwen's fate can be changed, so can everyone else's.
Don't be discouraged, don't give up!
He secretly encouraged himself.
Qingwen looked at Jia Lan who was in a daze with her almond-shaped eyes, and suddenly smiled: "What the little miracle doctor said, I just have to follow his orders."
"You..." Jia Lan sighed angrily. Qingwen's words seemed to be submissive, but in fact they were a declaration from her.
The words of a little girl should be understood in reverse, she is so willful.
At this time, a trace of snowflakes floated on Qingwen's temples. Jia Lan raised his eyes, and the fine snowflakes fell one after another.
"It's snowing again."
Jia Lan stopped and looked at the snow in the sky, feeling a little lost.
Qingwen's eyes moved, scanning the side of Jialan's face. She saw that his eyes were empty and he was lost in thought again, and she gritted her teeth involuntarily.
Here it comes again, that annoying feeling.
Like Xiangling, Qingwen also thinks Jialan is a very strange person.
The longer we get along with him, the more mysterious he becomes.
In Qingwen's eyes, the character Jia Lan sometimes displays is completely inconsistent with his appearance.
Most of the time, he is cheerful, wise, and talkative. What Qingwen finds most commendable is that Jialan is not the kind of self-centered person. Sometimes Qingwen even feels that she is simply enjoying happiness instead of serving others, changing clothes and bathing.
Yes, Jia Lan did it all by himself, which made Qingwen a little depressed.
How come this young man is more old-fashioned and strange than Mr. Zheng?
But gradually, the sensitive Qingwen discovered that Jialan's cheerful appearance lurked a suppressed depth, as if there was a pressure chasing him, causing him to fortify himself layer by layer, hiding the deepest side of himself.
Lock it down.
He can joke with you and become friends with you, but it will never be possible for you to get into his heart.
Qingwen can't do it, and Qin Zhong and Liang Yong, Jia Lan's sworn brothers, can't do it.
That's that person, it's not possible even if you think about it.
Jialan is such a lonely weirdo.
It's strange that Qingwen would come up with such an idea.
She hates this feeling because it makes her feel powerless and that she can't help with anything.
The two of them stood blankly under the fine snow, neither of them knowing what they were thinking.
At some point, Jia Lan suddenly felt his shoulders sink slightly, and it turned out to be Qingwen who was leaning her head gently on him.
Jia Lan was startled.
Not for anything else, just because of Qingwen’s quiet eyes.
"Qingwen...?"
Jia Lan was surprised that Qingwen showed a rare look of weakness in front of him.
"Lang Geer, can you not live such a tiring life?"
"Ah?"
"You are already Jieyuan, you are good enough, do you still need to be so urgent?"
"Huh?" Jia Lan was very surprised and asked: "Do I have one?"
"You do!" Qingwen came over forcefully: "You always act as if nothing has happened, but in fact the things on your back are heavier than anyone I have ever seen. You and Mr. Bao are two people.
It's an extreme, can't you be so tired and learn to be as leisurely and leisurely as he is?"
Jia Lan looked at Qingwen steadily, feeling a strange feeling in his heart.
Keqing's smiling voice sounded in his mind.
"This girl Qingwen is really sharp."
"Yes..." Jia Lan sighed silently, with a look of reminiscence flashing in his eyes.
Qingwen's words are completely a reflection of her own parents, the tiger mother and the cat father.
It seems that every child's parents are a combination of one who is keen to enroll their children in various cram schools, and the other who likes "happy education".
This is the case for Jia Lan. Her mother has enrolled him in a full range of courses since he was a child. In the third grade, he rode his bicycle to make up classes here in the morning and there in the afternoon.
But Jia Lan didn't feel it was too hard, because his father was always waiting for him to finish class and took him to various places to play and eat.
Whenever his mother pressed Jialan to study, his father was always there to persuade him.
Now Qingwen looks exactly like that.
Father...
"Silly girl."
Jia Lan muttered to himself, then he laughed and reached out his hand to caress Qingwen's lively and playful side bun.
[Maybe I was scared at the beginning, but then I studied hard day and night, sat quietly and practiced, and later practiced with my brother. These were all very hard...]
He said softly: "You are such a silly girl, I don't feel hard at all."
[It is precisely because of you, such considerate people, that I can be ignited to have the motivation to keep working hard.]
When Qingwen heard this, her brows immediately wrinkled and she thought to herself, are you still being tough?
[Since fate brought me to the world of Red Mansion, isn’t it just for redemption?]
She was about to speak, but was interrupted by Jia Lan softly: "With you by my side taking good care of me, why should I suffer?"
Qingwen immediately froze.
The winter night was cold, but she felt that she was wrapped in a warm air, feeling ashamed and annoyed, and her whole body was steaming.
When she reacted, her face was already red with embarrassment, and she turned around quickly, not daring to look at Jia Lan again.
A chuckle came from her ears, and Qingwen found that her hand was being held by Jia Lan, her heart was beating wildly, but her body was walking with Jia Lan unconsciously.
The snow was falling moderately, and the two of them walked along the trail for a while.
After getting along for a long time, Jia Lan also figured out Qingwen's temperament to some extent. She looked cheerful on the outside, but she had a rather traditional temper on the inside, and he never teased her again.
After walking for a while, feeling that Qingwen's aura had calmed down, Jia Lan stopped and spoke again.