At the beginning of winter, before Song Shiyue invited Ning Chuyang to improve his acting skills, the days were really relaxed and comfortable. The only daily job is to help Yu Nianbing in the kitchen. Then eat, sleep, read books, play cards, chat, drink goat milk afternoon tea and eat a few sweet potato chips, and the day passes.
Originally afraid that everyone would be too boring in winter, Song Shiyue also scraped a lot of books from the castle.
This incident happened in a book I brought back.
When Song Shiyue collected materials in the ancient castle, there were many and messy things, and Zhao Da's team behind him had to be taken into account. When choosing books, most of them only had time to read the titles of the books, and didn't have time to read them carefully.
When I came back to the camp and cleaned it up, I found that there were two books on law among the pile of light-hearted books. I thought that those two books must be the bottom of the box.
In the end, at some point, Yu Nianbing took it back to the bedroom and placed it beside the dresser.
Song Shiyue asked a question when she saw it, but Yu Nianbing only said that no one read it anyway, so she took it back and looked through it casually.
Song Shiyue was not interested in such a professional book, so he just asked casually. After getting busy, I don't even remember the two books.
A few days ago, Song Shiyue saw that the book on the top was put out crookedly, and was afraid of falling, so she went to take it.
With everything in her hand, Song Shiyue flipped through it casually, but in the end, she flipped through it so completely carelessly, and she found something that looked familiar.
If Song Shiyue remembered correctly, it was the time when she was planning to take Ning Chuyang out to herd sheep and cut grass for a round. Because of her decision, Yu Nianbing was sullen. She plucked a small yellow flower outside and came back to coax people and coax them, and finally coaxed them better. Later, Yu Nianbing asked her to make a small stone vase, put the little yellow flowers in it, and put it on the side of the dressing table, which looked quite rare.
Later, thanks to Ning Chuyang's blessing, they found the fish, but they didn't bother to mow more grass, and returned with the fish within two days. At that time, Song Shiyue discovered that there were no small yellow flowers on the dressing table, and the stone vase made two days ago was also received on the shelf in the utility room. At that time, Song Shiyue was still thinking that maybe the little yellow flower was about to be thrown away, and she would go back to pick some and put it in a new bottle. But at that time, I just thought about it, and when I got busy later, I pushed back and pushed back the important thing this time, and I almost forgot about it. When I think about it again, it’s almost winter, even if I have time, I don’t spend it.
For Song Shiyue, the little yellow flower that she picked casually when she was coaxing people was just a small episode in life. Until she found that little yellow flower that had been pressed into a dried flower bookmark in that legal book...
Feeling the little green grass on the handkerchief at this moment, Song Shiyue somehow suddenly remembered the little yellow flower that was pressed by Yu Nianbing in the book.
Perhaps, fear can be shared.
The panic of finding out that the gift I gave casually was cherished so much, and now... the panic of gaining the friendship of these people in the name of others.
During the live broadcast, Song Shiyue, who was touching the gift, was a little distracted, but the audience who played the barrage outside was about to shoot out afterimages with their fingertips after a long time, and the barrage flew up.
"Look! Who is it! Who said that our sister Song is not enlightened! Looking at her now, she has definitely understood the meaning of giving a handkerchief!"
"Hahaha let's not talk about whether Sister Song can understand what is meant by 'horizontal, silky, vertical, and silky', are you sure that the always cowardly Nuanzi knows this meaning and dares to give the handkerchief so straightforwardly? "
"How straightforward... If everyone hadn't mentioned it, I wouldn't even know that this handkerchief has such knowledge."
"Let me tell you, Sister Song is probably not thinking of something like 'If you don't write love words or poems, a simple handkerchief expresses your heart', but you are wondering why this handkerchief is embroidered with grass?"
"I also want to know why grass is embroidered. In fact, I think the little yellow flower embroidered before is quite good. Nuan Zai and Feng Qianqian have been proofing for a long time. Why did they change to grass in the end? Did you miss it?"
"It's not missing, it was changed suddenly. The little yellow flower was almost embroidered two days ago. If it hadn't been changed suddenly, Ning Chuyang wouldn't have worked all day by himself yesterday."
"Hahaha, it's hard work for those who are able. Who knows that Ning Chuyang's wool felt is the fastest among a few people. If she doesn't work overtime, whoever works overtime."
"Maybe it's because the little yellow flower uses cross-stitch stitches? Nuanzai felt that it was not high-end after finishing embroidery? I learned embroidery again and didn't have time to embroider complicated ones, so I made a compromise and embroidered a clump of grass? Actually, I think the little yellow flower and grass are pretty good-looking." Eh."
"The point is not what is embroidered, it doesn't matter if it is embroidered with small yellow grass. The point is that it doesn't matter whether Nuan Zai knows the meaning of the veil or not, as long as Sister Song knows it. Everyone has to show up, so you have to show something. Yes Right! Right! Hold up my sugar jar, which has been empty for several months, and look here! Promise me to put it in accurately!"
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Song Shiyue didn't know whether it was sugar or not.
Today, for the first time, she also deeply felt what happiness without a foundation is. The happier you are, the more frightening you are.
Song Shiyue touched the grass on the veil, and really wanted to ask, really wanted to ask Yu Nianbing, when did she start noticing herself, when did she start liking herself, everything now, Was it related to Song Shiyue before the wall collapsed...
According to Ning Chuyang's previous analysis, Yu Nianbing's liking should have happened after coming to Wilderness Star.
And Song Shiyue has always felt so.
But at this moment, words such as "should", "maybe" and "probably" could not appease her in the slightest.
only…
Even now, she couldn't open her mouth to ask such a question.
If you want a definite answer, you first need to have the qualifications to ask the question.
Song Shiyue's wandering eyes gradually became firm, and then his heart, which was alternately hot and cold, slowly returned to normal.
"Thank you everyone!" Song Shiyue embraced the gift and looked at everyone with sincere and hot eyes.
Zhuang Jiachuan scratched his head in embarrassment. It was the first time for him to make a birthday present with his own hands. Fortunately, the little girl liked it very much.
Ning Chuyang and Feng Qianqian moved back in a tacit understanding, not daring to underestimate the highlights at this time. Then secretly looked at Yu Nianbing from the corner of his eye, and sure enough, he saw a smile that was more gentle and friendly than usual, even pampering!
Just before the CP duo exchanged such tacit eyes, Song Shiyue's next words made Ning Chuyang, who had just swallowed a sip of soup to cover up his peek, almost spit out the soup in his mouth.
Of course, Ning Chuyang tried his best to hold back the unfinished dishes on the table. The consequence was that he quickly left the table and coughed earth-shatteringly, which directly covered the second half of Song Shiyue's sentence.
Feng Qianqian, who had limited mobility, hurriedly took the soup bowl that Ning Chuyang drank just now with one hand, and started to turn the wheelchair with the other.
However, Feng Qianqian and Song Shiyue overturned several rounds of designs together to make the wheelchair, and because of the constraints of the material, it was far less flexible than the normal wheelchairs outside. On weekdays, Feng Qianqian used both hands together, barely able to advance and retreat smoothly. But holding things in one hand at the moment, and trying to operate the wheelchair with only one hand, is a bit too reluctant.
The louder Ning Chuyang coughed behind him, the more anxious Feng Qianqian became.
Song Shiyue, who reacted a beat slower, had already got up when Feng Qianqian picked up the soup bowl.
When Feng Qianqian moved too much in a hurry, the wheelchair didn't turn around, and the soup spilled on his legs first, Song Shiyue who was behind had already poured a glass of water for Ning Chuyang to drink.
Behind him was the sound of gurgling drinking water and a cough that gradually subsided. After a pause for the hand holding the soup bowl, Feng Qianqian slowly put the soup bowl back on the table, and then...covered her legs with her hands The imprint of the splashed soup bigger than the palm. However, Feng Qianqian himself may not be able to tell whether the sudden embarrassment that cannot be suppressed at this time is because of the imprint of the soup, or because of the futile effort that was made in a hurry.
"I'll take you to change it." Yu Nianbing, who wanted to reach out to help but was a step too late, stood up and grabbed the handle of Feng Qianqian's wheelchair.
Feng Qianqian lowered her head slightly and said nothing. She neither agreed nor objected to Nian Bing's proposal.
Yu Nianbing directly pushed Feng Qianqian out the door quickly.
The last time Ning Chuyang went out with Song Shiyue, Yu Nianbing took care of Feng Qianqian for a few days, so it was not inconvenient to help change a pair of pants.
It's just that this time Feng Qianqian was unusually silent, and Yu Nianbing was not a person who would comfort others, so he held back for a long time, until he changed his pants, but he didn't hold back a word of comfort.
Go back, you'll get better when you go back.
The only sentence that could be said, Yu Nianbing felt, even if she didn't say it, Feng Qianqian could understand it herself.
It's just when can she go back, and when can she not only rely on Ning Chuyang's help, but also take care of Ning Chuyang the same way Ning Chuyang took care of her...
Comforting words are always just comforting words.
What Feng Qianqian wanted was not comfort.
In other words, it was not Yu Nianbing's comfort.
So in the end the two entered the room in silence, and came out in silence again.
The chaos allowed Yu Nianbing to look back at Song Shiyue's words from a different angle.
"Thank you everyone, so, let's add classes next!"
At first hearing a sentence that seemed completely unreasonable, it's no wonder that Ning Chuyang couldn't hold back the soup, and even Yu Nianbing himself was taken aback by the words.
Just now, think again.
Why is Song Shiyue rushing to add lessons...
Most of the things in the world do not have shortcuts that can be accomplished overnight. Yu Nianbing believes that Song Shiyue will not understand this truth. But after more than a month of class, Song Shiyue's hard work was certainly surprising and gratifying, but Yu Nianbing also wondered that there seemed to be a sense of urgency under such hard work.
Before, Yu Nianbing thought he was overthinking, but looking at it now, Song Shiyue was indeed a little anxious.
Why is there such a hurry
Is it because of external debts
Yu Nianbing felt that it was necessary for him to have a good chat with Song Shiyue.