Qi Qianshui once asked why she likes to lie here in a daze.
Wuxi replied: There are all kinds of sentient beings below.
The subtle expressions on everyone's face are different. Satisfaction, happiness, depression, anxiety...
Living in a busy city is also a practice.
When she said this, the weird look of Wei Weanshui reminded her to this day, and she couldn't help but enjoy herself.
Indeed, in the eyes of Qi Weak Shui, Yan Xi is a quirky woman who does not respect etiquette, does not follow the rules, and thinks of what to say. Although there is a quiet side, she has always spoken steadily. It is usually unpleasantly straightforward.
Moreover, she is lazy.
After coming to Yangzhou for a few days, except for going out and shopping the next day, I stayed at the inn, holding a notebook or travel notes, and then I could spend the whole day.
As for Qi Qianshui, he goes out early and returns late every day, or there is no one in sight for two days. Feng Xi never asked where he went and what he did. She always felt that Qi Weak Shui brought her to Yangzhou and paid for her accommodation. She was already a rare good person in the world. Moreover, although they are on the same route, their relationship is not very close.
Yan Xi doesn't like to ask questions, and has always been adhering to the theory that it interferes with the privacy of others.
However, when faced with the weak water, Yan Xi had to admit that she made an exception.
It's May in a blink of an eye.
As time passed, Feng Xi had been in Yangzhou for more than half a month. She watched all the surrounding landscapes, and went to the teahouse to drink tea one day. By the way, I heard that the book writer knocked on the waking wood and frothed.
Looking at the harmonious sunlight falling leisurely outside the window, I don't know where my mind is floating.
Sitting in the morning until dark, the little servant who served tea quietly watched Yanxi several times in a day, and felt that this beautiful girl was so confused about what she thought, but she did not cause trouble and paid for the tea. . Their teahouse opened to welcome guests, and there was absolutely no reason to drive them out.
Qi Qianshui found Yan Xi in the teahouse. She squinted her cheeks and teased the black cat that has always stayed away, her eyes stunned.
On the way back to the inn, Yan Xi asked suddenly, "Qi Weanshui, have you ever wondered about your past life?"
Weak water had a meal, looked at her strangely, and said, "No." This is really a strange question, as strange as this woman.
"I was not curious before, but—" She blinked and looked up at the street market. The red lanterns hanging outside the shops were dimly emitting a warm halo. "I have seen the joy these people show recently. Anger, sorrow and joy, I suddenly became curious."
Weak and silent, listen to her continue.
"In the twenty years I have memories, my heart is like a pool of stagnant water. I can't feel real happiness, nor can I feel sadness."
Her tone was a little confused, and her eyes were stunned. It was rare for Qi Qianshui to feel that she also had a weak side.
When she stopped, he also stood behind her, holding his hands up, and said indifferently: "This is the most important thing?" He couldn't understand it. People just need to look in front of it. Why should we stand still and keep going? Looking at the time that has passed
Those in the past have become a cloud of smoke, and there is no possibility of turning back.
Wuxi smiled, "You don't think it's important, probably because you haven't missed a part of your memory?" She pointed to the sparse passers-by on the street.
Said: "It is because of the memory that they have melancholy or joyful expressions on their faces. And I, my heart has no thoughts, and naturally I can't empathize with myself."