After his words fell, Xi Xiaye immediately wanted to refute, but a scene like this flashed through his head--
On the night of Han Yifeng's birthday, she seemed to have indeed given him a folded can full of stars, and then...
So, she suddenly fell silent...
Seeing her like this, he already knew the answer——
I have to admit that sometimes, he is really jealous of Han Yifeng, why can he get so much attention from her
"If I had met you sooner, I would have packed ten or eight full cans for you."
After a while, she sighed softly, raised her eyes, and looked at him very seriously.
He listened, smiled, stretched out his hand to touch her head, and said emotionally, "You have this awareness, it's already worth folding tens of millions of cans for me."
She obediently leaned against his side lightly, opened her light starry eyes, and said with a smile, "Otherwise, I'll fold it for you later..."
He smiled lowly, and the big hand on her head became heavier, "It's not a young boy and girl, do you really think you are a young girl in the prime of life?"
"Who said you have to be young boys and girls to do this? I think we are still very young."
Xi Xiaye glanced at him, walked to the desk in a few steps, casually took a thick book on the shelf, opened it leisurely, and looked at it. It was a collection of poetry and prose. The master must not have read it often, Xi Xiaye leisurely flipped through a few pages, and was about to close them, but just as he raised his hand, a photo slid out and landed gently at Xi Xiaye's feet.
Xi Xiaye frowned in surprise, and quickly squatted down to pick it up gently, only to realize that it was a yellowed photo...
The photo is already slightly blurred, but the person in the photo can be vaguely seen - Mu Zi!
That is Muzixi!
It should be a photo of a certain party. In the photo is a group photo of her and three people. There is another woman and two handsome men wearing sunglasses. Looking at it, they should be familiar with Muzixi. people.
When Xi Xiaye was about to take a closer look, a slender and clean hand stretched out, took the photo, and looked down at the person in the photo.
"It's my aunt... Can you recognize the other people?"
Xi Xiaye raised her eyes and asked softly.
Mu Yuchen stared at the person in the photo for a while, then fell silent for a while thoughtfully, the gloom in his eyes was slightly gloomy, he shook his head, "I can't see clearly..."
He still wears sunglasses on his face, and the general outline is not visible, but just looking at it like this, the appearance is quite handsome.
"My aunt was so beautiful when she was young!"
Xi Xiaye looked at the woman in the photo, her beautiful eyes were in a daze for a moment, she was quite a temperamental woman.
"Grandpa and grandma all looked good when they were young, so my aunt naturally inherited them."
Mu Yuchen responded lightly, and looked at the photo in his hand thoughtfully.
"Can you find the woman in the photo? Looking at her, she seems to be quite familiar with my aunt. Maybe I can get some news from her."
Xi Xiaye pondered for a moment, then suggested in a low voice.
Mu Yuchen frowned slightly, pulled away the chair beside him, and sat down slowly, holding on to a corner of the photo, and stared at it for a long time with slightly raised eyes, but there was no answer.
"There are words on the back of the photo!"
Xi Xiaye glanced at it unexpectedly, and immediately found a line of handwriting hidden between his fingers. Mu Yuchen quickly turned the photo over, only to see that there was only a line of small words written on it, which was graceful and graceful. It should have come from a woman's hand--
You, look at me for a while, and look at the cloud for a while. I think, when you look at me, you are far away, but when you look at the clouds, you are very close.
Xi Xiaye leaned over, read the words on the photo, and said in surprise, "This... this poem is so familiar, it seems to be Gu Cheng's "Far and Near"... What does it mean?"
Listening, a little doubt appeared on Mu Yuchen's calm and handsome face. He looked at the photos over and over for a long time, but he couldn't see anything.
"Is this Auntie's handwriting? Or Ashi's?"
Xi Xiaye raised her eyebrows, looked at him and asked.
He took a breath, and gently put the photo on the table, "It should be my aunt's. Ling Shi's handwriting is not good."
"Well, looking at these ink stains, it seems to have been there for many years. How can there be this photo here? Moreover, this line of writing..."
"Don't think about it, let's pack it first and see if there is anything else that needs to be brought."
Mu Yuchen picked up the photo, put it back into the pages of the book, and then put it in the packed books, "Remember to take this out when the time comes."
Xi Xiaye nodded, and stared at the book for a long time with her light starry eyes, "I'll see if I can find anything later, the woman just now seems familiar, and she was probably a good friend in the circle at that time ?”
"I'll check it out when the time comes, have you packed it?"
Seeing that she had picked up a stack of thick books, he got up and went to meet her.
"Okay, let's go, there is nothing, just a few books, and they are all these music scores, I don't understand them. Huh? It's strange to say, could it be that Ashi's music cell is also inherited from her aunt? I remember that my aunt sang very good songs. At the beginning, it seemed that she was not praised in the circle for her musical talent, and many popular songs were composed by herself. To a certain extent, she is very good at music. Talented and accomplished.”
Xi Xiaye remembered that she accidentally browsed through Mu Zi's profile some time ago, and remembered some of it.
"Well, she is very talented in music. When she was studying, she represented the school many times in various competitions. It is easy to win the prize. Grandpa and grandma used to be very proud of her."
"Ah Shi seems to be doing the same now. I think she's doing a good job as a DJ, and she's doing a good job. Now the Huangtian Entertainment Club is running well."
"As long as she likes it, she has been tossing around in the night scenes in New York, France, and learned a lot in the past few years. It is naturally good for her to apply what she has learned."
Speaking of this, Mu Yuchen felt a little comforted in his heart, and a trace of relief appeared on Qingjun's face.
"He's a girl, why are you so relieved to let her travel through those places by herself?"
Holding the book in her arms, she said as she followed his footsteps.
"Ling Shi is very strong, and relying on other people's protection is not a long-term thing. The key is that you must know how to protect yourself."
He responded in a low voice, stretched out his long arms, wrapped them around her shoulders very skillfully, put one hand in his trouser pocket leisurely, and walked outside.