Chu Qingyan was in a daze, and she walked away when she saw the road. When she finally reached a door, she raised her head and realized that she had walked into Sima Jun's yard. How could she have wandered here
At this time, Sima Jun should have rested, and Chu Qingyan turned around and was about to turn back.
"Since you're here, why don't you enter the door?" A Yuehua's gentle voice sounded.
Chu Qingyan stopped in her footsteps, followed the voice and looked over, only to see a simple and lazy person on the steps, casually wearing a coat, just looking at her with such a smile.
Chu Qingyan suddenly understood why she came here, because this person had an inexplicable feeling of being familiar and wanting to be close, just like now, just hearing her voice, she has calmed down.
"Have you rested?" She just walked all the way, looking in a trance, and didn't deliberately hide her footsteps. People who practice martial arts have excellent ears, so it is normal for Sima Jun to hear.
Sima Jun yawned, then leaned on the pillar with a sleepy expression, "It's noisy, why don't you just get up, why didn't you sleep in the middle of the night and came to me? And who is playing the piano just now? There's a hole in your head! Not to mention disturbing your dreams, is that sad and desolate tone crying and mourning?"
Sima Jun woke up very angry. In fact, it wasn't Chu Qingyan's arrival that woke her up, but that piece of Liang Danjing's song. When she happened to be out for a walk, she saw Chu Qingyan in a state of despair. She didn't want to pay attention, but Yu Xin Unable to bear it, he opened his mouth to call her.
Unexpectedly, the melodious piano sound in her ears turned into mourning in Sima Jun's eyes. She was so amused that she couldn't help laughing, and the depression in her chest eased a bit.
"You don't know how to play the piano?" Although it was a question, Chu Qingyan used a very positive tone.
Sima Jun was stunned for a moment, and then she was not happy. She just wanted to make this frowning little girl smile, but she didn't want to be exposed by her, and her eyes widened immediately.
Tan Ying, who heard Chu Qingyan's words, smiled and replied, "My master doesn't like to play the piano. Although Master Ji wanted to teach her before, but Master refused to cooperate, and Master Ji finally gave up."
"Tan Ying, if you don't speak, no one will treat you as a mute!" When Sima Jun said this, his tone was not as free as the teasing he had just heard.
Chu Qingyan found that as long as he talked about this ruler, Sima Jun would be different, which is really strange!
"That Tan Ying is a piece of wood from now on, master, you continue." Tan Ying stuck out her tongue, then stood in the shadow next to her, and devoted herself to be her wood.
"Okay, do you want to have a drink with you?" Sima Jun glanced at the mischievous subordinate, then turned his head and asked sincerely.
In her opinion, the sad little girl in front of her needs a lot of wine to relieve her sorrow.
Chu Qingyan shook her head, "If you don't go back to your room so quickly, come with me for a walk!"
Sima Jun hesitated between the warm quilt and the little sister who was like a brokenhearted love in front of him, closed his eyes, and reluctantly chose the latter.
In the courtyard, there is an old tree five or six people tall. On the sturdy trunk, there are two beautiful women sitting at this time. Their expressions are unrestrained and unrestrained. The noble and elegant, I am afraid no one dares to describe it as vulgar.
"What are you thinking?" Just now, he strolled around for a while, and the people next to him didn't speak. Finally, she proposed to come up and sit down. Until now, it's time for the two to sit down for a cup of tea.
Hearing this, Chu Qingyan took a deep breath, and then opened her hands, "I am sucking the essence of heaven and earth, the moonlight in the night."
Hearing such rude words, Sima Jun rudely knocked on her, "Leave the big bed and don't sleep, and accompany you here to go crazy, I'm really stupid!"
Chu Qingyan covered her head and glanced at her resentfully, and Sima Jun was defeated by her gaze, "Well, since you don't want to say it, don't say it."
Hearing this, Chu Qingyan turned her head to look at Sima Jun, tilted her head slightly, and asked in a half-serious half-joking tone, "Sima, do you believe in one person for the rest of your life?"
The teasing on Sima Jun's face gradually faded away, and her eyes were faint, "Although I don't know why you asked this question, I'm afraid the answer here is not what you want."
Chu Qingyan was silent.
Sima Jun looked at her, his eyes were still, "Maybe there are in this world, but I never believed that I would meet with such good luck, if that's the case, it's better not to believe it, then there is no expectation, since there is no expectation, there will be no expectation. ."
Having said that, Sima Jun turned his eyes to the dark sky, and said quietly, "If you don't have expectations, you will not be disappointed. Love is poison. I always cherish my life, so I don't stick to it."
Chu Qingyan didn't expect that she would see Sima Jun who was different from her usual life when she blurted out a question.
The answer was indeed not what she wanted, but such an answer surprised her. This Sima Jun was even more shocking than what she knew.
Just when Chu Qingyan didn't know how to answer the question, Sima Jun changed her expression and winked at her, "There are some things, there is no answer to asking others, the important thing is to answer with your own heart, little one. Girl, your heart is budding, but if you suffer a little setback, maybe the relationship between the two will be stronger, I wish you good luck."
After speaking, Sima Jun jumped off the tree trunk, turned his back to her, and waved to her while yawning, "Go back and rest, I'm leaving tomorrow, don't stay in bed and miss the time to see me off."
Chu Qingyan looked at her sassy back and smiled. Yesterday, Sima Jun told her to postpone going out for a day, she agreed, and she will leave tomorrow.
Maybe it was because Sima Jun was going to leave, she was reluctant to part, and what happened tonight made her come here by ghosts and gods.
She leaned her back against the tree trunk, looked up at Yuehua Xingguang, and was confused.
In the corridor tonight, the scenes that happened in the pavilion were constantly replayed in front of her eyes.
Sima Jun was right, her answer was not what she wanted.
But will the realistic answer be what she wants
Big Ice said to want her to trust him.
When he turned around, this happened.
Chu Qingyan pursed her lips, raised her hand to cover her eyes, and Yuehua in front of her reminded her of the voices and shadows of two people standing under the lights.
And not far from the old tree, a dark black figure was hidden in the dark, no one noticed.
That was Xiao Xu who came over.
Just now he came back from the side courtyard, remembering the heavy tone before, he couldn't help but changed direction and went to the little guy's yard, but Xining said that she followed him out when he left.
She is still injured, how can she run around
Later, Tu Ling came to report that she was in Sima Jun's yard. He was worried and rushed over immediately, but heard what she asked Sima Jun.
Do you still not believe me, little one
The man in the tree hides his eyes and is lonely.
And the man under the tree raised his eyes sadly.