Li Yi thought about it, and still planned to close the drawer.
If this was from Zuimo, given the current relationship between the two of them, maybe he would have secretly opened it to see if she had scolded him in the diary, or had any little secrets, but Ruoqing was different, she It was so beautiful that he couldn't bear to do anything sinful.
The moment the drawer was closed, when his gaze inadvertently glanced at the yellowed paper that was pressed at the bottom, the movement of his hands paused again.
The paper is a bit old and wrinkled, and some lines and writings can be vaguely seen on it, which is very familiar.
Li Yi hesitated for a moment, then took out the thick book with a blank cover, put it on the table, and carefully took out the paper underneath.
The doubts on his face deepened, because the familiar feeling also deepened.
The paper was very old, he opened it carefully, and the lines and writing became clearer. The first thing he saw was a poem written on it.
Words, to be precise.
"Slender clouds play tricks, flying stars spread hate, and silver men travel all the way..."
It is "Magpie Bridge Immortal".
When he completely unfolded the paper, those lines gradually formed in series.
It was a woman in palace attire, with ribbons flying behind her. Opposite the woman was a man in coarse cloth. In the middle was a galaxy drawn with a few strokes. Under the two of them were countless flying birds drawn with two strokes...
It is a meeting of magpies drawn by stick figures.
The handwriting is ugly, and the stick figures are extremely naive to him now, but he wrote the words, and he also drew the pictures.
This is the Qixi Festival in Jinghe's early years, the sky lantern that he and the little maid let go.
Later, Wan Ruoqing picked up the praying sky lantern, and the song "Magpie Bridge Immortal" was also spread out. The intersection with Wan Ruoqing probably started with this sky praying lantern.
It's just that she didn't expect that this thing that Li Yi himself had long forgotten was brought to the capital by her and kept until now.
Li Yi stared at the lines on the paper, dazed for a long time, then folded it again, and put it back as it was.
He picked up the book again, and when he was about to put it back, he accidentally opened it and took a look.
Jinghe early years, the first day of July.
Turning another page, it is the seventh day of July, and then the thirteenth day of July.
This is obviously a diary, and it is not the kind of diary that is recorded every day. As for why it started in July, it may be because the last one happened to be finished, or maybe she just developed the habit of keeping a diary since then. Not important at all, what is important - this is her diary.
Li Yi just glanced at it without looking again, closed it again, and put it back carefully.
If it's other books or something, it's okay to read it. If you know it's someone else's diary and read it, it's somewhat morally corrupt.
The few articles I accidentally scanned just now are nothing more than what happened in the Goulan, or some talented men and women wrote good poems at the poetry meeting, and she copied them, or at a certain poetry meeting, a bird praying for heaven The lamp fell from the sky and landed right at her feet with a good poem on it or something...
The diary is a very private thing, and if it still contains the thoughts of my daughter's family, it is always difficult for me to peek at it.
However, what can Ruoqing have on her mind? Thinking about it makes her feel itchy...
Do you want to look again...
Just take a look
He pressed his hand on the diary, hesitating in his heart.
Just when Li Yi's mind was a little confused, footsteps came from the door again.
Wan Ruoqing pushed open the door lightly, with a trace of panic on her pretty face, she finally felt relieved when she saw Li Yi sitting upright in front of the table, writing something with a pen.
Li Yi turned his head, glanced at her, and pointed to a book on the table: "I folded the page you just saw for you, just find the page with the folded corner next time."
Wan Ruoqing came over, nodded and said, "It's a script written by someone. Elder Sun thinks it's good. I brought it for retrial yesterday."
Her gaze casually glanced at the drawer by the table, and then quickly moved away.
Li Yi pretended not to notice her gaze, pointed to the side of the bed, motioned for her to sit down, and then said: "How many states are there now, and we haven't developed it?"
"There are five more." Wan Ruoqing gave the answer without thinking too much, "These five states are all poor and harsh places, and they have sent people there before, but in the end they still failed..."
"It's okay, since that's the case, just abandon these five places." Li Yi shook his head and said, "Do you think that if you go to Qi State..."
Wan Ruoqing was surprised: "You mean, take our Goulan to Qi?"
Li Yi nodded.
Wan Ruoqing frowned slightly, thought for a while, and said: "Qi State is different from Jing State. If our people pass by, they will definitely encounter unimaginable obstacles. If it's just acting, it's fine, but if it's used to collect information …”
When it came to Goulan, she became serious, carefully analyzing the pros and cons of Goulan's development in Qi, and how to proceed if she really had such an idea...
While listening to her talking, Li Yi was thinking about other things.
After she entered the room, she intentionally or unintentionally looked at the direction of the desk three times, and each time her gaze swept past the drawer, it meant that there was really something important in it, which made her, who was always steady, flustered.
Li Yi looked at the diary with a blank cover on the bookshelf in his mind, and after a long time, he let out a long sigh of relief, and his thoughts moved at the same time.
The book slowly opened a page.
two pages.
Countless pages.
Jinghe early years, the seventh day of the seventh month.
"Poems can also fall from the sky. I don't know who is that Mr. Li who wrote 'If the two loves last forever, how can they be in the morning and evening'..."
Jinghe early years, August 15th.
"I wish you a long time, a thousand miles away..., so he is Li Yi, I should have thought of it long ago, I should have thought of it long ago..."
King and...
"He is actually our neighbor, but he is so talented, why does he do these business things..."
"Too bad, she offended so many people tonight, whether it will affect his career is all my fault, tonight, I shouldn't have gone tonight..."
"He's injured, and I don't know if it's serious or not..."
"Thanks to him today, Mr. Sun and the others don't have to leave, and the sisters also have food to eat. It seems that they owe him too much..."
"His wife is so beautiful, she is a perfect match for him..., he is leaving, is he going to Kyoto, when will he come back..."
…
"He finally came back and wrote so many poems for Zui Mo, even Zui Mo himself was scared..., Zui Mo, it turned out that Zui Mo also..."
"Kyoto is really big. Will Goulan really be open all over Kyoto and Jingguo in the future?"
"Zui Mo is also here. It's great. She is in Qing'an Mansion, and she must be very lonely. I don't know if he will come over today. Seeing Zui Mo, she should be very happy, right?"
…
…
The expression on Li Yi's face changes, sometimes happy and sometimes sad, sometimes annoyed and sometimes worried. The reason why he doesn't like to take books copied by others into his mind is because when he receives the information, he can clearly feel the writing of the person who wrote it. emotions at the time.
There is no real empathy in the world, but for Li Yi there is.
Although he has never experienced anything similar at all, the emotions revealed between the lines will be experienced by him in the process.
When reading engraved books, this situation does not appear at all.
So he has almost completely experienced Wan Ruoqing's mental journey in the past two years, and of course, he has also experienced exactly the emotion hidden between the lines.
"You..., what's wrong with you?" Wan Ruoqing looked at him in a daze, seeing the change of expression on his face, asked nervously, "Did I say something wrong?"
"No, no." Li Yi closed his eyes, opened them again, and shook his head: "I thought of something myself."
Girls' feelings are always poetry, but the process of writing poetry is very difficult. The feeling of the two emotions intermingling is not good. If you read it page by page, and experience all these emotions again, it is like re-experiencing a period of life , he may have the possibility of split personality.
With another thought, the books in my mind turned into dots of light and completely dissipated.
At the same time, countless information flooded into his mind.
He looked at Wan Ruoqing, and just about to speak, his body shook suddenly, his heart seemed to be tightly clenched by someone's fist, filled with some kind of emotion.
He clutched his chest, panting heavily, his body trembling, tears almost fell down uncontrollably...