captive skylark

Chapter 67 Love at first sight, happy sister

Yunxi didn't answer.

Xie Shuang said again: "Then you can tell grandma that grandma is wishing you well!"

Yun Xi still lowered her eyes and didn't answer, the petals she held in her hands were crushed, staining the red juice in her hands.

Yunxi knew that this could not go on.

She put on her makeup and changed into a brand new taupe-colored thread skirt, dressed delicately and softly to meet him.

What she was holding in her hand was the crabapple cake she made herself.

"Brother Huai'an..." She mumbled, wanting to explain what happened that day.

Chen Huai'an interrupted her gently, "What happened to your hand?"

He saw a large red spot on the back of her white hand, which was accidentally scalded by her distraction while steaming the crabapple cake.

"It's okay."

Yun Xi pulled his sleeve down to cover it up, trying to cover it up, but was stopped by Chen Huai'an, "It's so hot, I need to apply medicine, otherwise it will be troublesome if I get blisters."

He went back to the house and got some ointment for the burn.

He gently lifted up her sleeves and dabbed on her carefully.

"Thank you Brother Huai'an." Yun Xi lowered his head and thanked him in a muffled voice.

But he sighed, "My sister doesn't have to do these things to please me. I said it, and that's all."

The ointment on the back of his hand had been applied, Yun Xi withdrew his hand resentfully, his lips were still biting tightly, his brows were lowered, and he remained silent.

Chen Huaian sighed again, and said to her in a gentle voice: "I got a painting in Jiangzhou last year, and the painting was a girl. But the shopkeeper who sold the painting told me that the painting was She is a fairy. She serves porridge in the porridge shed set up in Yangxia City. She is beautiful and kind-hearted. She is a Bodhisattva who came down from the nine heavens to save people."

Yunxi knew who the person in the painting he was talking about was, she was stunned for a moment, and looked up at him.

"I saw that he spoke so miraculously, so I bought the painting and hung it on the wall every day. I thought that if this is really a Bodhisattva, he should know what I think."

He smiled, "Actually, I should have fallen in love with the girl in the painting a long time ago. Otherwise, why would I miss her and miss her every day, and want to let her know what I want. I also thought about it. Don't come looking for her. But the girl was engaged then."

"I'm afraid of disturbing her, and I'm afraid of desecrating her."

Chen Huai'an looked at her with a good look.

The girl came down from the painting, and she also had the same attractive face, which made people dare not to dream about it and have other thoughts.

But he was thinking about it.

"Actually, I have always liked my sister, since the first time I saw her portrait."

He makes no secret of himself.

Love at first sight in this world is generally like this, so even though he later saw what she did and was displeased in his heart, he still softened his heart when he saw her cautiously showing favor and fell in again.

Yunxi never thought that he would hear such a talk today.

She had always thought that he hated her very much, but she never thought that she had always been his Guanyin.

But she is not Guanyin.

She is despicable, cowardly, and will take revenge. She has never been the Bodhisattva who helps the world and saves people in the painting.

But it doesn't matter, if he thinks she is, she can be.

So the girl pursed her lips, and tears fell silently from her eyes, which was the most pitiful gesture.

"I'm sorry, Brother Huai'an." She looked up at him, revealing those watery eyes, "I will never do this again."

After that day, the two of them let go of their suspicions and became warm again.

The crabapple cakes and fan pendants that were made for that person in Zhuyuan before have all entered Chen Huai'an's hands.

(End of this chapter)