When she got home, it was almost twelve o'clock. Wen Xinya was a little restless because she had drunk some wine, so she sat under the viburnum tree in the yard to enjoy the coolness. The air was filled with the fresh and elegant fragrance of the viburnum, which was very pleasant. The slightly damp and cool wind blew on her face, which was refreshing and refreshing, and particularly comfortable.
"Why did you come back so late?" The clear voice accompanied by the cool night wind actually carried a hint of coldness.
Wen Xinya raised her eyes in a daze, and saw Si Yiyan standing in front of her, looking at her. In the dim night, his expression seemed to be covered by a gray-black veil, making it difficult for her to see clearly, but she felt a sense of mystery for no reason.
"And he drank a lot of wine!" Si Yiyan added.
Wen Xinya's eyes sparkled: "Well, it's Second Young Master Xu's birthday today, and everyone was happy so they drank a few more glasses. But I can drink a lot, so I didn't get drunk. Second Young Master Xu and his friends were the ones who were too drunk. They all fell down and lay all over the floor."
There was a happy tone in her voice, and it was obvious that she had a great time at the birthday party tonight: "Let me help you go back to your room. You can't be exposed to the wind after drinking. It's easy to catch a cold."
Maybe because she had drunk some wine, Wen Xinya looked a little more childish than usual. She pouted and said, "No, I want to see the stars and count them. Who said there are countless stars in the sky? I must count them all today."
Si Yiyan couldn't help but laugh and cry. He was so drunk that he wanted to compete with Xingxing, and he said that he was not very drunk. He was quite helpless and couldn't help but coax him in a low voice: "Be good, be obedient! If you are sick, your body will be very uncomfortable. Not only will you have to be hospitalized, but you will also have to take injections and medicine."
Wen Xinya wrinkled her nose and tilted her head as if she was thinking, then shook her head and said, "No, I'm thirsty, I want to drink some water!"
Si Yiyan rubbed her hair lovingly and said, "Okay, I'll go get you some water right away, and make you a glass of tomato sauce to sober you up, otherwise you'll definitely have a headache when you wake up tomorrow morning."
"Well, okay!" Wen Xinya nodded. Si Yiyan's clear voice seemed to ring in her ears, as if it could emit a clear and elegant bamboo fragrance.
In fact, she drank quite a bit of wine, but as she had developed a drinking tolerance in her previous life, this amount of wine was nothing to her. It might just be because of the cold wind that had just blown, so she felt a little tipsy.
Wen Xinya looked up at the night sky. The night sky in May is always exceptionally deep. The stars in the sky flicker, and there is an indescribable feeling of tranquility.
Just like the feeling Si Yiyan gave her, he seemed to be within reach, but she could feel his profundity and mystery, as mysterious as the night sky, which always made people daydream.
Thinking of this, Si Yiyan walked towards her.
In the grey night, his figure appeared gloomy, probably because his aura was too strong. The grey night seemed to have become his background, making him look even more mysterious.
In the grey night, her eyes, stained by alcohol, seemed particularly bright and sparkling, twinkling with childishness and innocence, as dazzling as the stars in the sky. He suddenly felt that she was a little childish, but extremely cute.
Wen Xinya took the tomato juice he handed over, put it to her nose and smelled it. A sour smell hit her nose, and then her stomach churned and she felt nauseous. She vomited uncontrollably, right on Si Yiyan who was half-squatting in front of her.
"Ugh!" Wen Xinya vomited several times, almost vomiting out everything in her stomach. Only then did she feel better and less agitated.
"How is it? Do you feel better after vomiting?" Si Yiyan kept patting her back to help her calm down.
"I'm fine, I'm much better now!" Wen Xinya gasped for a while before she recovered. Her nose was filled with a sour, smelly and disgusting smell, which was so nauseating that she frowned tightly and could not bear it at all.
When she lowered her head, she saw a pile of filth on the ground. When she saw a pair of exquisitely crafted leather shoes in front of her, she subconsciously raised her head and saw that Si Yiyan was covered in vomit. His shirt and black trousers were stained with a lot of filth.
"Your body..." Wen Xinya looked at him in such a mess, feeling somewhat embarrassed, and quickly apologized: "I'm so sorry, I didn't expect to vomit all over you."
"It's okay, just take a shower and change clothes." Si Yiyan said lightly.
Wen Xinya still felt a little sorry: "Go back to your room and change your clothes! Don't worry about me."
"Let me help you back to your room first." Si Yiyan helped her up.
"Ah!" Because she had vomited so violently before, Wen Xinya's legs went weak and she almost fell to the ground.
Si Yiyan bent down and picked up Wen Xinya horizontally.
"Ah!" Wen Xinya screamed, and subconsciously reached out to grab his shoulders. She felt her cheeks, which had just been a little cool, burning again: "Si Yiyan, what are you doing? Put me down quickly, I can walk by myself!"
Si Yiyan's eyes lit up with brilliant colors: "You're welcome, it's just a small favor."
"Who's being polite to you? I asked you to put me down, did you hear me?" Wen Xinya glared at him and reached out to twist his chest. However, although he looked skinny, the muscles on his chest were very tight and smooth, and she couldn't twist them at all.
After all this trouble, Si Yiyan had already carried her into her boudoir, walked straight into the bathroom, put her on a chair outside the bathroom and said, "Okay, I'll put you down."
Wen Xinya was so angry that she gritted her teeth and glared at him fiercely.
Si Yiyan smiled and said, "Wait a moment, I'll get you some hot water for a bath. You just had a cold shower, so you won't catch a cold tomorrow if you take a hot bath."
His thoughtfulness made Wen Xinya's heart tremble slightly. A strange feeling made her feel a little powerless to resist. She quickly shook off the thoughts in her mind and said, "Thank you, thank you for your trouble."
Si Yiyan ignored her pretending to be distant and went into the bathroom to run the bath water for her.
The sound of splashing water was heard in the bathroom.
After a while, Si Yiyan came out of the bathroom: "The water is ready. I added lavender essential oil to it. It can soothe the nerves, relax the body, and help with sleep!"
"Oh! Okay!" Hearing Si Yiyan's clear and pleasant voice, Wen Xinya felt flustered and didn't even dare to look up at him.
After Si Yiyan left, Wen Xinya suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. Her bathroom was 60 square meters, but being in the same room with Si Yiyan made her feel cramped and small, as if even her breathing had become suppressed.
She slowly walked into the bathroom, took off her clothes and lay in the bathtub. Her restless body was surrounded by moderately hot water. The fragrance of lavender lingered in her nose, making her moan comfortably: "Ah! It's so comfortable!"
Wen Xinya soaked until her body was soft, and she couldn't help thinking of the "Song of Everlasting Sorrow" written by Bai Juyi: In the cold spring, I was granted a bath in Huaqing Pool, and the hot spring water washed my fat. The maid helped me up, weak and feeble, and it was the beginning of the new grace.
Wen Xinya quickly shook her head to get rid of the random thoughts in her mind: "Pah! What do you mean it's just the beginning of receiving grace? With such a small body, she is not even an adult yet!"