I don't want this golden finger

Passing by the old man in the food hall, He Jianqing's heart was full of thoughts, but Yu Xuan took it as a chance encounter and didn't take it to heart at all.

He held He Jian lightly for a moment and forgot to move his chopsticks, thinking that he was still unhappy about what happened just now, and said generously:

"You didn't meet me, don't be angry, eat quickly, I still have two paintings to draw, and it will be too late."

After He Jianqing said that, he continued to finish eating the noodles, and led Yu Xuan to spread slowly to the place just now.

"Are you going to draw three pictures today?" he asked.

Yu Xuan nodded, picked a red leaf and put it in his eyes for a closer look, and replied casually: "Well, the master ordered that you must draw three pictures. If the pictures are good, he will give me a gift."

"Oh?" What gift does Gu Wenyi want to give?He Jian narrowed his eyes lightly, looked at Yu Xuan's expectant side face, and said, "I didn't know you were so close to Mr.

Yu Xuan glanced at him from the side, and said with a smile: "I'm not close, don't talk nonsense."

He Jian approached him lightly, and at half an arm's length away, he asked, "How is it that you're not close? Is it this close?"

Yu Xuan saw what he meant, gave him a sideways glance, and said with a smile, "What are you thinking about, oops, hurry up, I'm going to be late."

He took He Jianqing's arm and hurried on his way.

"I wasn't thinking nonsense, I—"

Yu Xuan glared at him, and was relieved when He Jian lightly raised his hand to signal that he would stop talking.

Of course, what He Jianqing said was just a casual remark, and when Yu Xuan started to paint again, he would have already forgotten about it. If Gu Wenyi could make Yu Xuan happy to study, practice calligraphy and paint, there would be nothing wrong with it.

After a while, while Yu Xun was crumpling a piece of paper, he bowed forward, approached He Jianqing and said a few words, Yu Xun sensitively noticed that He Jianqing's eyes moved slightly, and raised his hand to make people leave, Looking at himself again, he guessed that it might have something to do with him.

But He Jianqing didn't say anything, and when the two went back down the mountain safely, there was no abnormality, so he quickly forgot about it.

But the next day, he found that He Jianqing had left the Hou Mansion early in the morning, and asked He Cheng, but he didn't say where he went.

Gu Wenyi expressed his approval for his three paintings, and gave him the agreed gift.

What Gu Wenyi sent was a basket of green persimmons, which he said were grown on trees in his own yard. They were picked early, soaked in strong wine, and stored for a few days. Now they are just right to eat, crispy and sweet.

Yu Xuan thanked her, thinking to wait until He Jianqing came back to eat together.

This day, Yu Xuan's mind was a little distracted, whether he was looking at the basket of green persimmons, Gu Wen thought he was greedy and wanted to eat early, but he didn't know that he was waiting for He Jianqing.

But at night, He Jianqing didn't come back either.

Holding the basket in her arms, Yu Xuan felt a little dizzy from the scent of wine wafting from the persimmons. She waited and fell asleep on the soft pillow prepared by He Cheng.

He Jianqing came back late at night. After hearing what He Cheng said, he threw away his cloak and walked quickly to the courtyard. Before turning around the corridor, he smelled a strong smell of wine, and looked up to see Yu Xuan lying on the floor On, covered with his own robe, his eyes could not help softening.

"Has he been drinking?" He Jian asked lightly.

He Cheng shook his head: "No, the young master will find out later."

He Jian took two steps lightly, and then he saw clearly that Yu Xuan was holding the basket of persimmons with one hand, and resting his pillow under his cheek with the other, sleeping soundly.

"It was given by Gu Wenyi. He said that the young master painted well. He hasn't tasted any of them yet. He is waiting for the young master to come back." He Cheng explained in a rambling manner.

He Jian glanced at him lightly, He Cheng lowered his head and hid his smile: "I'll go prepare refreshments."

He Jian lightly stretched out his fingers and gently scratched Yu Xuan's cheeks. The movement was gentle. Yu Xuan moved his head, took a breath, and was still asleep.

He sat down beside Yu Xuan and stared at him quietly.

He had a bad day, early in the morning he went to the residence of the old man he met yesterday, it was a leisurely Taoist temple at the foot of the mountain on the other side of Yunshao Mountain.

The old man is the master of the Taoist temple, and the Taoist temple is deserted. He is alone, and the three or two rooms are a bit dilapidated. There are no people on weekdays, and the old man doesn't care.

He Jianqing made a special visit, and the old man was not surprised, but he refused to say a word more about what he said and did to Yu Xuan, so let him come back early, and when the time comes, everything will be solved naturally.

He Jianqing was not easy to get rid of, he stayed in the Taoist temple for a day, but the old man was unmoved in the end, and only sent him a word when he was sent away.

He pondered along the way, but he didn't know what it meant.

From death to rebirth, the cycle of life, these eight characters are too profound, and what does it have to do with Yu Xuan?

He Jianqing wanted to send someone to smash the Taoist temple for a moment, but he was afraid that what the old man said would make Yu Xuan suffer another misfortune.

"Worldly affairs, you can't force it, cherish it, and let it go." The old man seemed to be talking to himself at the end, and he seemed to be talking lightly to He Jian.

He turned his head again and watched the door close, blocking all the mundane world from the outside.

He Jianqing was full of puzzlement and resentment, turned back in a hurry, and when he arrived at the mansion, the little guy who had always been in his heart was lying on the porch of his mansion, sleeping soundly, holding the good things he got, waiting for him to come back share.

At this moment, He Jianqing's depression that had nowhere to vent and didn't know how to get rid of it all disappeared.

Cherish the two words, it is simple to say, but it is not achieved overnight. Only after a long time will there be results.

Yu Xuan woke up from a sweet dream, opened his eyes and looked into He Jianqing's deep eyes, the other party came over low, he was breathless, his lips were heavy and light, and then he blinked, He Jianqing was already sideways. Turning around, reaching out to take the basket in his hand.

"Are you awake?" He Jian asked softly.

Yu Xuan was dizzy from the aroma of the wine for a moment, propped himself up, shook his head, sat for a while clutching He Jianqing's robe, and then regained his composure, and said angrily, "You're back."

"En." He Jianqing put the basket aside, raised his hand to straighten his messy hair, "Why are you sleeping here? Are you still sleepy?"

Yu Xuan shook her head, and this time she woke up: "I fell asleep after a while—ah, these persimmons are delicious, sir. Do you want to eat them?"

He Jian glanced at Green Persimmon, then looked at his expectant gaze, and nodded.

Yu Xuan immediately got up and put away his robe.

He Cheng brought tea and snacks just right, and there was a small knife on the tray. After putting it down, he left.

Yu Xuan was thirsty after sleeping for a long time, walked over and brought the teacup to his mouth, just as the water wet his lips, the scene of just waking up appeared in his mind, and he froze in place immediately.

He Jian came over with the basket lightly, put the basket on the ground, picked up a persimmon, and peeled the skin with a knife. The turquoise persimmon skin hung down in circles, and the sound of the knife being cut made a soft sound, like scraping the leftovers. Xuan's chest woke him up from his stupor.

"Oh." He shook his hand, and the tea spilled on his fingers.

The tea was warm, but not hot, but He Jianqing was frightened. He pulled Yu Xuan's finger, turned it over and over for a long time, and found that there was no redness, so he tried the temperature of the tea himself, so he was relieved.

"Be careful and drink slowly."

"... Oh." Yu Xuan sat down, lowered her head, bit the edge of the teacup, knocked her teeth lightly, and her heart was in a mess.

If he wasn't dreaming or dazzled, did something happen just now? !

That, that, what does that mean? !He, did he eat something without knowing it, and got it on his mouth, so the person opposite wiped it off for him?

No, no, he can't be so blind, it's clearly——

For example, if it is true, no, it is true, then, what does this mean, what does it mean?

Could it be, could it be—

"Huh?" Yu Xuan's head was buzzing, she didn't know what she was thinking, her hand was empty, and He Jianqing took away the teacup that was about to be cracked by his teeth.

"Can't wait? Here, it's alright, let's eat." He Jianqing cut off a small piece of the peeled wine persimmon, twisted it and handed it to Yu Yu's mouth.

Yu Xuan subconsciously opened her mouth, and the aroma of wine mixed with the crunchy aroma of persimmons wafted in her mouth, and she began to bite into it.

He Jianqing didn't move, but chopped up the rest finely, put them in small plates, and pushed them in front of Yu Xuan.

Yu Xuan finished eating the persimmon in one bite, and sealed up the messy thoughts in his mind, and stopped thinking about it for the time being.

When he bid farewell to He Jianqing contentedly and tiptoed back to his home, he met Yu Nian who got up at night halfway, and he smelled the fragrance of his body.

"Brother, what did you eat so delicious?"

"Hush," Yu Xuan hurriedly reminded Yu Nian to keep a low voice, but he must not disturb Yu Reboot, and he pulled Yu Nian aside, "It's wine persimmons, I'll bring them to you tomorrow."

Yu Nian had already lost sleepiness at this moment, so he pulled Yu Nian not to let him go: "Brother, where do you put it, I will get it myself."

Yu Xuan wondered: "It's all left next door, go get it tomorrow. I promise."

Yu Nian was disappointed and looked at his elder brother sadly: "Young master has prepared things for elder brother, so elder brother doesn't think of me?"

After hearing this, Yu Xuan felt a hundred regrets in her heart, and said, "It's my fault, but it wasn't given by him, it was my husband who rewarded me."

Yu Nian had met Gu Wenyi once or twice, that gentle No. [-] scholar always gave people a lofty aura that was neither far nor near, but he didn't expect to have such a heart.

"Really? Sir so nice?"

Yu Xuan was a little sleepy at the moment, so she nodded casually and said, "Yeah... I'm sleepy, so I'll bring you something to eat tomorrow, okay?"

Yu Nian didn't mean to embarrass Yu Xuan, but his mouth was itching to eat, so he went back to the house.

But he didn't expect that after waiting for a while early in the morning, Yu Xuan didn't bring back the persimmons. Seeing that he was going to be late for the private school, Yu Nian didn't want to wait any longer, so he rushed directly to the next door.

The people in the Hou Mansion knew him. When they saw him, they asked him why he was here, and replied: "Young Master has gone out, and Young Master Yu has followed."

Yu Nian was surprised: "Where did they go?"

"This, I don't know." Gu Wenyi walked out while the porter was replying.

As soon as Yu Nian saw him, he immediately went forward and saluted respectfully,

Gu Wenyi also knew Yu Nian, nodded, stepped away, walked for a while, and found Yu Nian following closely behind him, and asked, "Is there something wrong with Mr. Yu?"

Yu Nian opened his mouth, embarrassed to say so, smiled at him, waved his hands, turned around and ran away.