After studying abroad, he stayed away all year round and only came back occasionally. Later, after his father passed away, he lived and ate in the company for a long time, and then he owned his first house...
Occasionally, when I came back, I would take a quick look at my grandpa and then leave, just because I didn't like the depressing atmosphere here. It had been almost ten years since I had been back to this room.
Ning Xiaofei didn't see anyone, and she was relieved, "Speaking of which, I haven't seen you write calligraphy before."
"So, I'm ready to write it to you!"
Mu Tianye walked to the table, took out the rice paper and unfolded it on the table with ease, put it on the paperweight, washed the pen and took ink, Ning Xiaofei came over and stood aside to watch him write.
He has been practicing calligraphy with his grandfather since he was a child, and he once won a municipal award. Mu Tianye's calligraphy is naturally extraordinary. Just the gesture of holding the pen and dipping the ink reveals an indescribable and unrestrained energy.
Looking sideways, his eyes stayed on Ning Xiaofei's face for a few seconds. Mu Tianye pondered for a moment, and then started writing.
"If you don't see it, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky and flows to the sea never to return..."
The pen walks in parade, and the elegant running script is written on the paper.
Ning Xiaofei was reading softly beside her, and recognized that it was Li Bai's "Journey into the Wine". The writing was domineering and unrestrained, and it was very consistent with the temperament of the poem.
When Ning Xiaofei saw the line "I am born with talents that will be useful, and I will come back again after all my wealth is gone," Ning Xiaofei couldn't help but feel a surge of pride in her heart.
This time Mu Tianye was able to come back from the dead. How many people said that he was lucky. Only she knew how dangerous it was. If he lost, he would lose everything. How many people could have such courage
After not writing for a long time, Mu Tianye felt happy when he started writing, as if he wanted to let out all the pent-up energy in the past few days through this pen.
He was so happy to write that he unconsciously recited the verses with the movement of his hands, "When you are about to drink wine, don't stop drinking. I will sing a song with you. Please listen to me... The five-flowered horse, the golden fur, the voice is about to come out." In exchange for fine wine, I will sell thousands of dollars with you!"
Mu Tianye's pen tip paused, and the last stroke of thick ink and color came down, and a poem was written.
"cough!"
A slight cough came from behind the two of them.
Ning Xiaofei subconsciously looked towards the direction where the sound came from, and immediately noticed that the curtains were shaking slightly. She frowned in confusion, and from the corner of her eyes, she saw the toes of white leather shoes exposed under the curtains - pointed, women's high heels.
turn out to be…
She was startled, then looked at Mu Tianye worriedly.
Sure enough, he had already put the pen on the pen holder and turned his face behind him.
"Cough cough cough..." Ning Xiaofei was busy coughing hard, and at the same time moved forward to block the toes of the shoes, "Sister-in-law Liu's dumplings seem a bit salty today, cough..."
Mu Tianye didn't look at her, but just looked over her head, staring at the dark purple velvet curtains, opening and closing his thin lips and spitting out two stern words.
"come out!"
"No...what, it's me coughing..."
Ning Xiaofei wanted to cover up some more, but Mu Tianye didn't let her finish her words.
"I know you're there!"
"cough!"
There was another cough, and it sounded like he couldn't control it anymore, and he didn't want to control it anymore.
brush-
The velvet curtains were opened, and light filtered in, illuminating the figure inside the curtains.
"Ahem!"
In the past few days, Chu Xinning had taken care of Qin Zhaoyang day and night. Naturally, Chu Xinning did not get much rest. In addition, her throat was a little sensitive. She was irritated by dust and could not control herself and coughed a few times.