This sentiment [Xiu Xian]

Holding the box in his hands, Wen Zhe walked around several times under Huajun's Moon Tower, but he still didn't dare to go up.He couldn't help but think wildly: if Mr. Hua is washing and grooming, if Mr. Hua is at a critical juncture of cultivation, if Mr. Hua is taking a nap at noon, and is sleeping peacefully...

The window on the fifth floor was suddenly pushed open gently by someone, Wen Zhe was startled, he raised his face, and could discern the smile on the face of the person leaning on the window upstairs.Jun Hanhua's voice seemed helpless: "Come on, Wen Zhe. Don't you feel tired after standing for so long?"

After a moment of tenderness, Hao Ran knew that his hesitation and hesitation just now were probably seen by Mr. Hua, so he hurriedly walked into the tower.As soon as he reached the fifth floor, the first door on his left flicked open quietly.

The room was elegant and deserted, with large bookshelves on three walls, it was obviously a small study room.Wen Zhe took a sneak peek, and saw that the writing on the table by the window was still fresh, and Mr. Hua was slowly returning the pen that had just been washed to the pen holder.

"Mr. Hua." Wen Zhe called out in a low voice, "I didn't mean to disturb..."

The conversation was interrupted lightly by Mr. Hanyuhua before it was halfway through—this is really surprising, because Mr. Hua has always been gentle and polite, and he is quite tolerant and tolerant towards Wen Zhe, and almost never interrupts any of his silly words— — "Didn't mean to disturb?"

Rong Xuehuai repeated these six words with a smile, her voice was a little narrow, almost making Wen Zhe feel that she had received some kind of veiled reprimand.

But the next moment, he knew it wasn't.

Because Jun Hanhua said unhurriedly: "If you disturb me on purpose, I will be very happy...Of course, even if it is for other things, I am also very pleased that you can take the initiative to come to me."

Wen Zhe was stunned, hardly knowing what to say.

Fortunately, Mr. Hanyuhua saw his embarrassment, so he didn't say anything else, stepped forward to take the box in his hand, raised his index finger to poke the little milky yellow mouth of the young chick, and said with a smile: "Some ink? It Why is it with you? Did it fail to learn to fly again and fell into your yard?"

That snowball-like young bird is really intelligent and can speak human language. Hearing Huajun's words, the fluff on his body exploded. The bird that was still obediently wrapped in the box just now jumped up and babbled twice. Hana's fingers.

Wen Zhe was startled, he didn't expect this little bird to be so lawless.He looked at Mr. Hua by mistake, but found that the other party was not annoyed. Instead, he gently rubbed Mo Mo's little head with his index finger that had just been pecked, and said softly: "Yes, I was wrong, I shouldn't Expose your shortcoming face to face."

The young chick chirped twice, jumped back into the box, and continued to roll itself into a snow-white fluffy ball.

Hua Jun turned around and put the box on the table, and then explained to Wen Zhe: "Generally, young birds learn to fly after their wings become full, but Biluopeng is an exception. Flying stumblingly, so if someone hadn't raised them, most of them would have been taken as food by natural enemies when they were young, and less than one out of ten would grow up... The world is so big, it's rare to have such an alien species as Bi Luopeng. Well, the desire to fly will always be Not dead?"

I don't know why, but when he said the last sentence, there was a little smile in Hua Jun's voice.

A chair was suddenly pulled away in front of him, "Sit down."

Wen Zhe settled down on the chair, only to find that Mr. Han Yuhua did not sit down on the chair opposite, but leaned forward in front of the window and folded a thousand chrysanthemums.The other party twisted the dark green flower stem in his hand, then turned around and handed the flower to Wen Zhe.

Wen Zhe took it in a little confusion, and said uncertainly, "Mr. Hua?"

Rong Xuehuai looked at him with her head propped up, and pointed out: "Next time you can't make up your mind, don't go around the tower. It's tiring, troublesome, and dizzy. Let me teach you, you grab a petal, say 'go up', When you pick up the second petal, you just say 'can't get on'. When you grab the last petal, just do what you said then."

Just as Wen Zhe wanted to nod his head as usual when he heard the advice, he suddenly felt something was wrong.He blinked, and carefully looked at the expression of Jun Hua, but he was still dazed by the seriousness on the other side.

Looking at Wen Zhe's confused and tangled clear eyes, Rong Xuehuai finally couldn't help it, touched the top of Wen Zhe's head, and laughed softly, the soft spring water in his eyes rippled with laughter "...Forget it. If it were you, I probably wouldn't dare to come up even if I was bald."

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The white jade-like porcelain cup is only surrounded by plain blue and white flowers.The hot air in the cup curls up, making people smell sweet and mild. It is black tea in the afternoon.

Rong Xuehuai put down the small blue and white teapot, and pushed the saucer in the warm direction: "Boil carefully."

Then he searched in his storage bag and found an exquisite and elegant box. When he flicked the mechanism on the side of the box, the lid popped open automatically, and 24 small and exquisite flowers lay gracefully inside. Peony peony, hibiscus peach young.There are different types and shapes, but they are all the same size.

Seeing Wen Zhe's curious eyes, Rong Xuehuai smiled slightly: "It tastes good, try one."

...these flowers, chewing raw?

Wen Zhe was stunned for a moment, but still did not violate Rong Xuehuai's intention, he picked a bunch of hydrangeas and put them in his mouth, and the next moment his eyes widened in surprise.

What is in the box is not flowers, but snacks.

The petals of the dim sum look very thin, but they are soft and not broken in the mouth, and after a few sips, you can feel the fragrance on the cheeks.On the tip of the tongue, there is a sweetness that makes people feel better, and there is a strong milky taste, but it does not have the fishy smell that ordinary milk cakes often have.Grinding the petals with your teeth turned out to be unexpectedly tough, but it was not difficult to swallow. After a while, it melted by itself, flowing softly into the stomach and intestines.

Delicious and amazing.

Seeing the satisfied expression on Wen Zhe's face, the smile on Rong Xuehuai's face intensified a bit: "Sure enough, you like sweets."

Although Wen Zhe had suffered a lot in Guanghua's place in his previous life, he had acquired a lot of experience with drinking with him a few times. He knew that this box of pastries must not be ordinary pastries, so he hesitated and said, "Mr. Hua, this is..."

"Zhenweizhai's dim sum. Do you still like it? This time I go out, I can buy a few more boxes and make you snacks."

"... very expensive?"

The teacup that Rong Xuehuai held up paused in mid-air, and he laughed out loud: "It's not expensive. And it doesn't matter if it's expensive, Wen Zhe, remember what I said? You are much more expensive than those things."

Maybe it's because the white steam of black tea is too warm, maybe it's the sweets we just ate that increased Wen Zhe's urge, maybe it's because the conversations and laughs between the two have narrowed the distance between them these days, and Wen Zhe's somewhat unfamiliar way of tearing things apart :"do not remember."

The person who was stunned was finally replaced by Rong Xuehuai.

He savored the rare rebuttal from Wen Zhe, and finally realized in the next second that it was an unskilled blunt joke.Rong Xuehuai laughed brightly: "It's a great joke. Wen Zhe, I like this."

He put down his teacup, stared at Wen Zhe's amber pupils, his eyes were serious but full of gentleness.He solemnly told Wen Zhe: "You forgot, I'll tell you again—Wen Zhe, you have life, you have a soul, and your value is far more than external things."

"Your heart is pure, your character is gentle, and your precious kindness is worth far more than external things."

"You are an independent life, you have your own thoughts. You have been hurt but you are not afraid to get up, you can still accept the kindness of others, and you dare to trust others. In my heart, your meaning is far beyond external objects."

"You are unique, Wen Zhe."

This person, even the decoration of the room is so cold and plain, but his eyes are always soaked in warmth when looking at people, and every word he speaks is woven with sunshine.

Wen Zhe was at a loss.

He was trembling, but he didn't know why he was trembling.His vision was blurred by the water, but he didn't understand why he was crying.He stood up involuntarily, he felt that his heart was filled with strange emotions and impulses, he wanted to get close to the person in front of him, he wanted to touch him, hug him, crawl at his feet, it was okay to dig out his heart and give it to him It's okay to watch, as long as the other party says a word, an order, and a smile, he is willing to bear all the pain and consequences for it.

Why are you trembling and crying?He is not in pain, he is obviously so happy.

What is this strange feeling?

A distant yet familiar word suddenly jumped into Wen Zhe's mind, each word followed by a long ending.This strange voice told Wen Zhe: This is liking.

Wen Zhe's chin was gently held up by Jun Hanhua, who was carefully helping him wipe the tears rolling down his eyes: "Why are you crying? You are not used to being praised before, are you? I will praise you more in the future, you Just get used to it... huh? Okay, don't cry?"

Wen Zhe closed his eyes and tried hard to stop his tears, but in his heart he was constantly yearning for the warmth of Mr. Hua's fingers on his chin.

If I could hug him...wouldn't it be warmer?

It turns out that the first step of liking is to approach involuntarily.

After stopping Wen Zhe's tears, Rong Xuehuai patted his back reassuringly for a while, and then slowly moved her hand to put the snow-white handkerchief back into her sleeve.

Wen Zhe quickly pressed Rong Xuehuai's hand, and said in a low voice: "It's already dirty... please give it to me. Do you want it after washing it?"

Rong Xuehuai looked at him calmly, and said gently: "Since you have intentions to manage it, why don't you want it?"

He took out the wet veil again, and gently laid it flat in Wen Zhe's open palm.The cold tears on the veil are cold, but the fingertips of the other party are warm, almost scalding and shivering.

Wen Zhe fiddled with the handkerchief a few times, only to feel that it really is the style of Mr. Han Suhua.The handkerchief was pure white, and the white was a bit cold. It was a clean plain handkerchief, not even half of the dark pattern was embroidered.

Just like this person's clean white clothes that didn't even lock the sides.

Seeing Wen Zhe fold and put away his handkerchief carefully, Rong Xuehuai's eyes softened again. After thinking for a while, he took out a small bag from the storage bag, put it on the table and pushed it to Wen Zhe: "Go back to the house and wash your face, pick out a piece of clothing you like and put it on, and I'll take you out to play right away."

Wen Zhe was stunned for a moment, remembering that Mr. Hua said in the morning that he wanted to strengthen his cultivation, he quickly declined: "No need at all. I'm already well, Mr. Hua, there is no need to change the itinerary for me."

Rong Xuehuai just smiled slightly.

"I didn't change the itinerary specifically for you, but I suddenly felt that taking you around is more important than practicing."

As he spoke, he pushed the purse in Wen Zhe's direction again: "You are 17 years old, it's time to learn to manage your own property. Here is your pocket money, you can spend it later. If you are embarrassed to buy something in front of me, I will ignore it."

People who have just cried are usually emotional and have not subsided, and a little thing can easily poke the tears again.Seeing Wen Zhe's eye circles turning red again, Rong Xuehuai urged: "Go, I'll change clothes too."