Until the third watch, Gu Xiran hadn't returned to his room yet.
Meimei went to Zhuohua Pavilion together with Huiyun, and she was the only one who came back first, and said: "Second master is afraid that Second Grandma will not sleep, so he sent me back to wait on you. If you are sleepy, you should rest first. .”
Shu Huan let out a "huh", looked up from her drawing, suddenly felt a little stuffy in the room, so she asked Mei Jing to open the window, to let in some cool air from outside.
Meimei chattered about the details of the banquet beside her, but she didn't pay much attention.
Leaning against the window and looking out, the moonlight is hazy and the mist is light.
Listen carefully with your ears, there will be faint and almost inaudible music coming from the direction of Zhuohua Pavilion through the flowers and across the water. This kind of ambient atmosphere makes Shu Huan involuntarily think of a word: Hua Mingyue, dark cage, light fog , I'd like to go to Langbian tonight...
Suddenly there was an urge to paint, she opened her mouth to teach Jingmei how to grind ink, picked up Zhang Shengxuan and spread it out, took out the brush and licked the ink, and when it was full, she started to draw on the paper, without even a slight pause in the middle, just waiting for the painting to be finished in one go , She tossed the pen, breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly felt much lighter, and impatient to see what she had drawn, walked to the bed and fell asleep, just said: "I'm so tired, I'm going to sleep , you go to sleep too."
Meijing saw that the ink on the table was still wet, so she didn't put it away for her, but only closed the window halfway, in case it rained at night, the raindrops would wet the drawing, and then she blew out the lamp and left go out.
When Gu Xiran returned to the room covered in dew and cold air and lit the lamp, what he saw was Shu Huan lying on the bed with his clothes on, sleeping soundly. He couldn't help smiling and shaking his head, and went to the table to pour tea to sober up, without even thinking about it. Just saw the freehand figure on the table case, and couldn't help but leaned over to look at it.
In the painting, there is a flower shadow supporting the Soviet Union, the moon is hazy, and the mist and smoke rendered by ink and wash seem to be moving slowly. Outside of it, there is only one person dressed in Luosang, holding an embroidered shoe in one hand, and plucking a flower branch in the other. The back view of the young girl, did not draw the slightest face at all, but the shy and timid excitement and anxiety vividly appeared on the paper.
The brush strokes of this painting are probably not enough, but the composition and artistic conception of traditional Chinese painting are enough.
Gu Xiran looked at it for a while, then murmured to himself: "The little girl learns quite quickly..."
Praise is nothing but praise, he looked at the painting and felt a little unhappy after all, so he picked up a pen while he was slightly drunk, dipped the thick ink that was not dry in the inkstone, and added a line of words on the painting.
After finishing writing, a gust of cool wind blew in from the half-opened window, which cleared his drowsy mind a little bit. Looking at the handwriting on the painting, he suddenly regretted inscribing on it, and just wanted to hide the painting quietly. When I woke up, Shu Huan, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, murmured: "Gu Xiran..."
Gu Xiran's body froze when she heard the words, she only thought she was awake, so naturally she wouldn't do "thieves" again, but when he walked to the bedside to check on it as if nothing had happened, he realized that he had overestimated Shu Huan's sleeping time. alertness. ~
She didn't wake up at all, the whisper just now was just her sleep talk, but through the light, she could clearly see that her brows were furrowed, her face was depressed, and she obviously didn't sleep soundly, she would toss and turn from time to time.
Looking at her sleeping face, Gu Xiran couldn't help stretching out his hand, trying to smooth out her tightly furrowed brows, but she didn't expect her to grab her sleeves as soon as her fingers touched the tip of her brows, and her sleepy eyes opened slightly. , looked at him for a while, as if identifying his identity, and finally smiled at him and said, "Are you back?"
"Yeah." Gu Xiran's heart tightened, and he barely suppressed the urge to reach out to hug her, and smiled back at her.
Seeing him laugh, Shu Huan seemed to close her eyes in peace of mind, and murmured in a low voice: "The wine smells so bad..."
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For the first time in Gu Xiran's life, she was said to be aphasia.
Shu Huan then whispered his name again: "Gu Xiran..."
"I'm here."
"Help me with multiple choice questions..."
The nonsensical words made Gu Xiran raise his eyebrows slightly. Just as he was about to ask, she let go of his sleeves, turned around, and fell asleep again.
…
Her sleeping position is really frightening to death
Last time she was in a sound sleep and couldn't be woken up no matter what, but this time she woke up by herself, but fell asleep again after saying a few words, leaving only one inexplicable question that gave him a headache.
Gu Xiran stood in front of the bed, looked at her for a while, and suddenly felt a little drunk, and was about to blow up the lamp for a rest, when he glanced back at the painting on the table, his eyes suddenly became more enlightened.
also good
that's it
He smiled slightly, blew out the lamp and went to bed, not caring about the painting and the inscription on it.
Shu Huan slept until dawn, and when she sat up early in the morning, she caught sight of Gu Xiran and vaguely remembered what happened last night, but she was a little confused whether it was a dream or reality. It's so embarrassing.
damn
She has a bit of an ostrich mentality, since she couldn't rule out the possibility of the latter, she had no choice but to creep under the bed, trying to sneak away before Gu Xiran woke up, but she didn't realize that he had opened his eyes and looked at her funny Bending down to touch the shoes on the ground, I couldn't wait to put them on, so I ran out the door, feeling a bit like the painting last night.
Unexpectedly, Shu Huan knew that someone was staring at her, and hurriedly ran to the door to go out, but suddenly remembered something, turned back to the table, and hurriedly rolled up the painting without looking at it, intending to take it with her. Go to Pinzhuxuan and ask Ji Danqing to see if his painting has improved.
She just picked up her shoes and ran away
Gu Xiran, who was lying on the bed, was a little dazed, and then she heard her talking to Aunt Yun in a low voice in the yard. First, she congratulated her on her birthday, and then said: "Second Master was drunk last night, and he is still asleep at the moment. , if he wakes up later, you can bring him a bowl of hangover soup."
Gu Xiran was both annoyed and funny when he heard it, he was not very drunk, but just sleepy, so he simply ignored her and went to sleep in his cage, anyway, she would always find out about some things, sooner or later.
After Shu Huan explained to Aunt Yun, he ate something casually and went to Pinzhuxuan. When he entered the door, he saw the little girl who was picked up from the mountain by them was walking slowly while supporting the green bamboo poles in the yard.
"Do you feel better?" Shu welcomed her up, reaching out to support her.
The girl smiled a little and nodded at her.
Still, don't talk...
The environment here in the other courtyard is secluded and secluded, the drinks are delicious, and the takeout is carefully treated by Doctor Ji. Shu Huan also goes to the Pinzhu Pavilion to offer ice three times a day, so the girl has long been out of danger, the injury on her calf She also got better day by day, but for some unknown reason, she just didn't want to talk, if it wasn't for the two days when she was in a coma, she unconsciously yelled twice in pain, Shu Huan would have thought that she had a physical defect, born Can't speak anymore.