There are always many stories in the library.
She didn't know how many people had been with her, and how many love affairs she had hidden. But here is the south of the Yangtze River, and the building in my memory is far in the northwest. The dust has returned to the dust, and the soil has returned to the soil.
Zhou Wenxing took out the old long copper key from his body and opened the lock.
Maybe she was afraid that she should be clean when she opened the door, telling her that there will be a fixed person to clean here every day, and there will be no dust: "By the way, are you allergic to dust and flowers?"
It's time to shake his head.
"My elder brother is allergic to dust and flowers." Zhou Wenxing laughed softly.
Shiyi nodded: "Remember, from now on, the home must be spotless and you can't grow flowers."
Zhou Wenxing laughed: "His allergies are not serious," she suddenly lowered her voice, as if she was inclined to the times, "So if you quarrel with him, let him smell the flowers, and he will have small red bumps on his body. Not much, but very interesting."
Shi Yi really doubted that the girl in front of him was studying medicine. Even she knows that allergies are something that cannot be ignored. Although most of the illnesses are not serious, they are still very terrible when they are serious.
The interior is really spotless.
It is time to go from the first floor to the third floor, as if you are admiring antiquities, from the furnishings in every corner to the wood carvings you see when you look up. Zhou Wenxing didn't seem to have any interest in ancient literature, and couldn't tell why, so she let her go to the top of the building. Because it is an ancient building, the height of the building is ten feet high.
On the east and south sides of the third floor, there are hanging windows, and dozens of rows of bookshelves are lined with books of various colors. There are books and books, but fortunately there are no bamboo slips, otherwise she would really doubt her age.
Zhou Wenxing answered the phone and hurried downstairs because of a bad signal.
She stood by the bookshelf, picked up a book casually, and heard footsteps.
Soon, Zhou Shengchen appeared at the top of the stairs. He put his hand on the carved wooden handrail at the end of the stairs. He quickly saw her through the gaps in a row of three-meter-high bookshelves: "Are there any books you like?"
"I've just arrived," she put down her book. "Didn't you say that there is something to deal with at home?"
"It's over," he smiled slightly, "I shouldn't need to intervene in the rest of the affairs."
His expression was calm, and his voice was still a little uncomfortable.
After all, they are all family conflicts, and they really don’t need him to be the master.
So he left in a hurry, and even walked a little fast, just to see how he would react when he saw such a gift. But at this time, I saw it, but realized that her attitude was not important.
With her back to the sunset outside the window, her calm and classical temperament is very much like the legendary woman who took a look at Qingcheng.
"Why don't you go and have a look by the window?" He walked over unhurriedly.
Shi Yi was stunned, glanced at the half-open window, and actually paced. There was a deep sense of fear that made her even some fingers tremble, and it was difficult to breathe. She is not afraid of heights, ten feet is only the height of a ten-story building, but why is she so afraid. She took a deep breath, afraid that he would see her abnormality.
He had already walked to the window first, opened the window completely, and hung the supporting hook.
In this way, the field of vision is more open.
There was wind blowing in, and on the bookshelf near the window, a few pages were turned over by a book.
He leaned against the window and turned to look at her: "Come, look here."
Shiyi didn't dare to move, feeling a little pain all over her body, the kind of pain oozing from the bones made her clenched her fist tightly.
He looked out the window without paying attention to her strangeness: "Standing here, you can see the panoramic view of the entire old house and the sunset."
The voice was faint, so familiar in the cool evening breeze.
Shiyi restrained the fear in his heart, walked over slowly, step by step, and handed him his hand. Until he was gently held and brought to the window. The moment she lifted the window lattice, there was only blood red in front of her eyes, and his voice was so close, but it seemed to be separated from Zeng Shui mist and could not be heard clearly.
"Is not feeling well?" Zhou Shengchen leaned on her side with one hand and looked down to see that her face was slightly pale, "What is the time?"
He called her name, his breath in his ear, and his body temperature.
All the touch of reality gradually pulled her back from the nightmare, until her clarity was restored.
The blood was gone.
Just the sunset.
The continuous white walls and black tiles, as well as the rich green, are stretched by the afterglow. It is really an old house with no borders at a glance. Those walls of wind and fire that seem to be borders are all hidden in the twilight.
very beautiful.
She thought, he wanted to let himself see the beautiful scenery.
There was a little sweat on her forehead. At this time, in the sunlight that was about to dissipate, he could see clearly: "Suddenly sweating so much, is it really uncomfortable?" She shook her head, and Zhou Wenxing had already walked upstairs before she was ready to speak. Come.
Zhou Shengchen wanted to wipe the sweat from her forehead, but he stretched out half of his hand just now, so he took it back halfway and inserted it into the trouser pocket. It seems that he is always reserved in front of the third person, reserved like a monk who is not close to female sex.
Shi Yi was amused by his action.
So Zhou Wenxing walked up and saw Shiyi's smile, but his brother looked at Shiyi seriously, with no smile on his face, but a slight pleasure in his eyes.
Zhou Wenxing became more and more interested in his future sister-in-law.
You know, this scientist brother has never been interested in women.
In the evening Zhou Shengchen took her to see her grandmother.
What made her very strange was that his grandmother was so old that she did not live in the old house.
The car drove out of the mountain area and turned into a nearby town, which was not too prosperous, and saw an old man living alone in a two-story building. Nearly one hundred years old, with dim eyes but clear thinking.
When she was sitting by the rocking chair and talking with her grandmother, Zhou Shengchen was always patiently checking the utensils and equipment. Even the shower head has to be personally checked for any obstruction of pores.
"No matter how patient you are, you will lose patience when facing old people who are not related to them all the year round. No matter how many people are arranged here, it is inevitable that there will be times when you are not dedicated. It is better to check it yourself." He walked over. It is advisable to explain quietly when you see your own work.