Seeking Happiness

Until the third time, Gu Xiran has not returned to the room.

The beautiful scenery is accompanied by Huiyun to the Zhuohua Pavilion. The first thing to come back is, but there is only one beautiful scenery. The road is: "The second brother is afraid that the milk will wait to sleep, send me back to serve, teach you to rest if you are sleepy." ”

Shu Huan got a sigh, and looked up from her paintings. Suddenly she felt that the room was a little boring. She taught the beauty to open the window and let the cool air outside come in.

The scenery was on her side, talking about the details of the banquet, but she didn't listen to it.

Leaning against the window, looking out, the moon is shining and the mist is rising.

Listening carefully to the side, there will be a vaguely fascinating sound that comes from the Huanhua Pavilion in the direction of the Huanhua Pavilion. This kind of atmosphere makes Shu Huan involuntarily think of a word: Huamingyue cage Today, I am going to Lang Lang...

Suddenly, there was an impulse to paint. She opened her mouth and taught the beauty to grind. She smashed Zhang Shengxuan and spread it. She took the pen and inked it. After she was full of the front, she drew it on the paper. There was no pause at the end of the journey. She took a pen and gave her a sigh of relief. She felt a lot of lightness and felt uncomfortable to see what she had painted. When she came to the side, she fell down and said, "I am so tired, I have to sleep. Go to sleep too."

When I saw the ink on the table, I didn’t do it for her. I just closed it up, only half the window, preventing the rain from falling at night, teaching the raindrops to wet the painting, and then she blew the light back. Go out.

When Gu Xiran was wearing a dew and chilling back to the room to light up, he saw Shu Huan and his clothes lying on the sleeping face. He couldn’t help but smile and shook his head. He went to the table and went to pour the tea to wake up, without thinking about it. I saw the freehand figure on the table, and I couldn’t help but look at it.

The painting is a piece of flower and shadow, and the moonlight is smashed, and there is ink in the mist that is like a slowly moving mist. There is only one dressed in Luo Chang, one hand-embroidered shoes, one hand with a flower branch. The girl's back is completely unpainted, but the excitement of the shyness is on the paper.

The stroke of this painting is probably insufficient, but the artistic conception of composition and Chinese painting is enough.

Gu Xiran looked at it for a while and muttered to himself: "The little girl has learned very fast..."

The praise was praised. He looked at the painting and felt a little uncomfortable. He took a pen with a slight scent of wine and dipped a thick ink that was not dried in the ring. He added a line to the painting.

After writing, the half-open window burst into a cool breeze, blowing his somewhat faint mind a little awake, and then looking at the handwriting, he suddenly had some remorse on the subject, just want to sneak Shuhua, who didn't want to sleep, whispered: "Gu Xiran..."

Gu Xiran heard that the body was stiff, only when she was awake, naturally it was not good to go "thief thief", but when he went to explore if nothing happened, he found that he overestimated the sleep of Shu Huan. Alertness.

She didn't wake up at all, just whispering, just her nightmare, but by the light she could clear her brows, her face was depressed, and she obviously didn't sleep very well. From time to time, she would turn around.

Gu Xiran looked at her sleeping face, couldn't help but reach out and tried to smooth her frowning brows. She didn't want her finger to touch her eyebrows. She was dragged by her sleeves, her eyes narrowed. He glared at him for a long while, as if he was identifying his identity, and finally smiled at him with a slight smile: "Are you back?"

"Yeah." Gu Xiran's heart was tight, and she barely pressed her hand to reach her hand and smiled at her.

Seeing him laughing, Shu Huan seemed to close his eyes with peace of mind, whispering in a low voice: "The wine tastes so bad..."

......

Gu Xiran’s life was first mentioned by her aphasia.

Shu Hua then replied his name: "Gu Xiran..."

"I'm here."

"Help me make a multiple choice question..."

There was no word in the head, so that Gu Xiran slightly picked up his eyebrows and was waiting to be questioned. She saw her letting go of his sleeves, turned around, and slept.

......

Her sleep is really anxious.

The last time I was in sleep, I couldn’t wake up. This time, she woke up, but said that she had slept again without saying two words. She only left an inexplicable question to make him a headache.

Gu Xiran stood in front of him and watched her for a while. Suddenly, there was some ups and downs in the wine. When she was going to blow the light, she looked back at the picture on the table and suddenly realized many things in her eyes.

Yeah

So be it

He smiled a little, and took a break after blowing out the lights. He did not care about the inscriptions on the paintings and paintings.

Shu Huan sleeps until dawn. When she sat up early in the morning, she saw Gu Xiran at a glance. She remembered the last night, but she was a bit confused. It was a dream or a real one. If the former is fine, if the latter Too bad.

Damn

She is a bit ostrich mentality. Since there is no way to rule out the possibility of the latter, she has to climb down and want to sneak away before Gu Xiran wakes up, but she does not find that he has opened his eyes and looked at her funnyly. Bending to the ground to touch the shoes on the floor, can't wait to wear well, just carrying out to run outside, I feel a bit like the painting last night.

Shu Huan knows that someone is staring at her, panic and ran to the door to go out, but suddenly remembered something, and turned back to the table, and did not look at it, hurriedly rolled the picture, intending to bring Go to Pinzhu Xuan and ask Ji Danqing to see if his painting has improved.

She ran the shoe roll painting like this.

Gu Xiran, who was lying on the air, was a little stunned. Then she heard her whispering in the courtyard with Yun Yunniang. First, she congratulated her family's birthday~www.readwn.com~ Then she said: "Second Lord was drunk last night. Still asleep at the moment, if he wakes up, you give him a bowl of hangover soup."

Gu Xiran listened to the gas and laughter. He was not drunk, but he was thirsty, so he simply stopped taking care of her and slept on his own. Anyway, she would always find something, or sooner or later.

Shu Huan confessed to Yun Yun Niang, and casually ate something to go to Pinzhu Xuan, only to enter the door and see the little girl who was picked up from the mountain and was holding the emerald bamboo in the courtyard slowly moving.

“Is it better?” Shu welcomes and reaches for her.

The girl smiled and nodded at her.

Still, don't talk...

The courtyard here is elegant and secluded, drinking beautiful, with careful care of the doctor. Shu Huan also supplies ice to Pinzhuxuan three times a day, so the girl has long since escaped the dangerous period, and the wound on the calf is also Every day is getting better, but I don’t know why, for whatever reason, she just doesn’t want to talk. If it’s not the two days of her coma, she unconsciously shouted two pains. Shu Huan thought that she was physically deficient and could not be born. Speaking. ()

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