Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

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Yun Si cried like a tearful person.

After a long time,

He finally lost his strength and fell on her,

His eyes were closed, and there seemed to be a slight smile on his lips.

Yun Si tried her best to hold back her tears,

Holding him, her eyes were red.

Warm tears fall,

Silently, in the refraction of the sun, as if everything had dissipated,

The haze and inferiority that shrouded my heart gradually faded away,

at last,

That soft and fresh heart finally healed and there were no more scars.

late at night.

After taking a bath, Yun Si looked at Chu Heng who was still awake on the bed, quietly tucked him in, and then sat aside.

Without saying anything, she gently held his hand, eyes slightly curved.

It was late at night and the room was silent.

The man closed his eyes and took a long breath, but his consciousness had not yet returned.

The gentle and refreshing aura on his body has dissipated, and his sinister brows and eyes seem to be tainted with irritability again, which is extremely dangerous.

Yun Si looked at him for a long time.

Slowly open your palms and lay them flat,

The light golden book instantly appeared in her palm,

Yun Si stroked the book carefully and opened it.

There is very little written on it, and it doesn't even fill a page.

Yun Si watched quietly, not knowing what she thought of. The smile between her brows spread, almost sweet to her bones.

On the bookshelf, a pen floated up in the air and flew towards her.

Yun Si caught it, and just like that, holding the book in her hands, she started sketching stroke by stroke.

I hate that it’s difficult to write in such a posture.

Holding the book in her arms, she came to the desk beside her.

Sit down quietly, press the corner of the paper, and draw slowly with a fine-tipped brush.

The first page is Mu Hanyan's face.

When I put pen to paper,

Afraid that the handwriting would disappear, Yun Si pointed at the notebook with a straight face and said seriously, "I want to draw Jiu Ge, and you are not allowed to disappear."

"If you disappear, I will complain to Jiuge."

The book lying quietly on the desk: "."

Yun Si began to write,

Under the illumination of the candle lamp, her profile was focused and gentle.

His clear eyes stared unblinking at the face that was gradually becoming a painting on the notebook, and finally smiled.

Mu Hanyan, Su Su, and Chu Heng.

Yun Si drew three pictures.

Her painting skills are actually not very good, and it is difficult to control the details.

But this was the first time Yun Si had done this so seriously and focused.

There is no perfunctoryness or ambiguity.

Full of joy, I held out my heart that was so warm.

The night is getting darker.

The crescent moon outside the window is hidden in an unknown place without any trace.

The tops of the trees are intertwined in the middle of the night, as if they are blended into the night.

The cool wind disperses the dryness of midsummer and blows past, leaving the ground filled with silence.

The dancing candle flames burned in the night, gradually burning out all the candles.

When the last stroke of the outline falls,

The thin white fingers stained with ink gently stroked a corner of the book.

I wanted to touch it, but I was afraid that the ink was not dry and would ruin the portrait if I touched it.

Yun Si looked at the paintings in the notebook quietly, still twirling the pen in her right hand.

There was silence for a long time,

It wasn't until the ink finally dried that his fingers slowly touched it.

Eyebrows, bridge of nose, lips,

When I touch the end,

She curved her lips and said to herself, "I really should have learned painting from you back then."

"I'm such a fool that I can't even draw the person I love the most."

She said and slowly fell silent again.

After quite a while,

The brush he was twisting was slowly put down.