Ye Zhiqiu was asked by him. He didn't know where to start. He was stunned for a long time. He just said, "he's not a freak."

Luo Huifeng saw Ye Zhiqiu's appearance and knew she wouldn't say more. He said sadly, "it doesn't look like an ordinary person anyway. ”

Ye Zhiqiu couldn't help explaining for Xie Yu, "he just..."

"Well, let's not talk about him. ” Luo Huifeng didn't want to mention the man. He immediately asked his maidservants to bring in the hot soup. He asked Ye Zhiqiu what he wanted to eat and ordered the people under him to prepare.

Ye Zhiqiu was obviously absent-minded. The bitter soup and medicine that were usually difficult to lower his throat dried up with a bowl. He didn't know what to eat when facing the full table of delicacies and exquisite cakes.

Luo Huifeng looked in his eyes and was anxious in his heart. Just about to say something, ye Zhiqiu took the lead in saying, "I'm fine. You don't have to worry. Go busy with your business."

Luo Huifeng didn't really want to go, but it was not good to stay any more. He asked Ye Zhiqiu to have a rest earlier and don't think too much. Then he got up and left.

Night fell quietly. The servants and maids in the mansion turned on the lights. Ye Zhiqiu sent out several girls who chattered around her and asked them to take the door.

In the room, ye Zhiqiu left her alone and sat quietly by the window.

Although Ye Zhiqiu couldn't see it, the maidservants lit lights in the house. The yellow lights dyed the whole house with a warm color, quiet and warm.

Ye Zhiqiu thought carefully about how to end this affair with Xie Xuan. She has never been a person who likes to spend her brain thinking about things. She doesn't know why to start. She even wants to leave here all night and stay away from him. Only in this way can she stabilize her mind and think about how to go in the future.

Just when her thoughts were complicated and she had a headache, a burst of piano sound suddenly came from a distance.

Ye Zhiqiu suddenly looked up, Listen carefully. The sound of the piano is sometimes gentle and melodious, and sometimes like crying. It seems that the person playing the piano is taking this music to tell his mind.

Ye Zhiqiu unconsciously closed his sleeve and asked in a low voice, "who is playing the piano?"

The maid outside the door answered softly, "it's the childe who lives in the opposite wing room playing the piano, Miss Qiu."

"Xie Yu?" Ye Zhiqiu murmured the man's name and was even more surprised.

She knows Xie Yu's tone, but he is different from those childe brothers who have leisure, elegance and elegance. He learns to write in order to calm the world. He occasionally plays the flute and Xiao, but also to relieve loneliness.

Ye Zhiqiu has known him for so long that he has never seen him play the piano.

It's too elegant, and it's always closely related to the wind and moon. It's difficult to connect with Xie.

She was stunned for a long time before she got up and stood up with the edge of the window. She said to herself like in a dream: "this song is... Acacia?"

The voice was too quiet to hear, and naturally no one answered.

Only the sweet sound of the piano came into her ears and quietly penetrated into her heart.

Ye Zhiqiu didn't dare to think about it or listen to it any more He hurriedly closed the porch window and stroked the ornaments on the side to the inner room.

She got on the bed and put down all the layers of curtains. The whole person nestled in the brocade quilt and kept telling herself not to listen, not to think, and to sleep quickly.

There will be nothing when you fall asleep.

Unfortunately, ye Zhiqiu didn't know where to put Xie Peiyu. He felt hot when holding it in his hand. He was afraid that it would be crushed when he stuffed it under the pillow.

She was sweating over and over again. The more she wanted to sleep, the more difficult it was to sleep.

This night, ye Zhiqiu tossed and turned for several hours before she could feel sleepy. The sound of the piano named "Acacia" seemed to have never been heard. Even she fell into sleep vaguely. She was surrounded by this song and couldn't escape.

In the dream, ye Zhiqiu was still standing by the window. Her eyes were not hurt. As soon as she looked up, she saw Xie Yu sitting under the flowers playing the piano. The childe was like a jade cloud. The breeze gently brushed him, and the falling flowers slowly wiped his shoulder. The bright moon was not on the middle of the sky, and even the night became particularly moving.

He was cold and carefree. When he lowered his eyes and played the piano, his eyebrows and eyes were picturesque. When he looked up at her, a pair of black eyes confused people's mind. Ye Zhiqiu was hooked by that eye and couldn't move at all.

Then even when Xie Yu got up and walked towards her, took her walking among the flowers and enjoyed the moon together, he was like a wood. He didn't know how to react.

So that when she woke up, her heart beat fast It's too much, and my mouth is dry.

Ye Zhiqiu opened the curtain and got up to stay. Groping, he went to the table and poured himself a cup of herbal tea. He drank it all at once. Then he raised his hand and patted his face. He whispered to himself, "that piano song must be strange!"

Otherwise, it's good. I had a dream all night. The dream is full of Xie Yu?!

Before she calmed down, the door was suddenly knocked.

Ye Zhiqiu thought she was coming to serve her maid. She settled down and said, "come in."

With a "creak", the door was pushed open.

The visitor stepped in slowly, put the copper basin with clean water on the shelf, then immersed the square towel in the water, wetted it, wrung it dry and handed it to Ye Zhiqiu.

The latter was disturbed by the sight of the dreamer. He took the square towel and wiped the sweat on his forehead. He said somewhat unnaturally, "please prepare some warm water. I want to take a bath."

In the end, it was summer. The dizzy dream of that night made her sweat, hot and sticky, extremely uncomfortable.

The person on the side looked at her and was silent for a long time before he whispered "OK".

"Xie Xuan?!" Ye Zhiqiu was so surprised at the sound that he almost threw the square towel he had just wiped his sweat on his face and asked, "what are you doing here?"

In contrast, Xie Xuan looked much calmer and said slowly, "I want to take care of you."

"No, it's not..." Ye Zhiqiu was full of confusion and kneaded the square towel in her hand. "I don't need you to take care of me! I'm fine now and nothing. What's the matter with your dignified chief assistant robbing other people's little maid?" if it's spread, won't you laugh for hundreds of years?

When she said this, she would turn around and call people. On weekdays, when she woke up, a large group of maidservants kept turning around. She was annoyed, but today she didn't know where everyone had gone.

Leaving her alone, I don't know what medicine she took wrong, Xie Yu, it's terrible!

Xie Yu pursed his lips and whispered, "I didn't grab it."

Because of the dumb voice, it sounds very wronged.

Ye Zhiqiu feels that this trend is not quite right. If it goes on like this, it will become more and more wrong.

Just as she was about to speak, she heard him say, "they are all outsiders who work with money. It doesn't matter to do less and more."

Ye Zhiqiu thought: that's right, but you don't have to take care of these small things, do you?

Xie Xuan reached out and took away the square towel that she rubbed into a ball. Her eyes looked at her like ink, and her tone was very natural: "it's my duty to take care of you."