The Boyfriend Who I’ve Never Met

Although some of the words between the lines in her words are still a bit strange to him, he can also roughly guess the meaning.

Sitting down in front of the book case, Wei Yun laughed silently.

After a while, his thin lips lightly opened: "Wei Jing."

"My lord." Wei Jing walked in and bowed his head to Wei Yun.

"The son is gone?"

Wei Yun glanced at the pavilion separated by a pond not far from the window lattice, but did not see the bluish white figure.

"Yes." Wei Jing replied respectfully.

Then he handed over a scroll of scrolls, "The son of the world asked his subordinates to give it to you."

Wei Yun turned around when he heard the words and looked at the scroll in his hand.

When he stretched out his hand to take it and spread the painting completely on the book table, a pair of different colors instantly appeared in his cold eyes.

Looking at it from Wei Jing's perspective, what was depicted on the scroll was the face of the young national teacher in front of him.

Compared with the freehand ink and wash, this painting seems to be more focused on the depiction of all external elements, so this painting looks more realistic and vivid at the moment.

Qi Ji, as the son of the Hou Mansion, had no intention of official career, but in painting and calligraphy, he was unique in the Zhou Dynasty.

Looking at the picture scroll in front of him, Wei Yun couldn't help but think of the special material piece of paper he had put in the box. The little **** it looked clear and vivid, as detailed and real as he had seen it with his own eyes.

Although this painting by Qi Ji can't be compared with it, it can be regarded as a superior realism.

There was also a note pressed in the scroll.

Wei Yun stretched out his hand to pick it up, and saw that the paper said:

"Er's special color, how can it be in vain? This painting is reserved for brother Yanchen's future blind date, so you don't need to cry.-Mingxu"

This Qi Mingxu.

When the knuckles were bent, Wei Yun had already crumpled the note into a ball and sneered.

At that time, the housekeeper Wei Bo called out, "My lord."

"What's the matter?" Wei Yun raised his eyes.

Uncle Wei bowed and stood at the door and said, "My lord, this is the sweet-scented osmanthus lotus root cake made by the chef who just came in the kitchen. You haven't eaten today. Why don't you use some first?"

"No need..."

Wei Yun said something, but he paused, and when he lowered his eyes, his gaze stopped at the splattered letter paper that was pressed by the scroll and only showed a corner, he said, "Come in and let it go."

Weibo listened and nodded quickly.

"Wei Jing."

When Uncle Wei came in and placed the plate of pastries on the book table, and left again, Wei Yun said, "You have to keep an eye on the matter in the Zodiac Pavilion."

"If we believe in the king tomorrow, we will reach Yingdu, and the palace banquet is coming soon, we have to guard against it."

Upon hearing this, Wei Jing bowed his head respectfully and said, "Yes."

Then he turned around and walked out.

At that time, there was still the sound of rain outside the window lattice. Wei Yun re-rolled the scroll and placed it on the table at will. When he looked at the dim sum placed on the desk by Weibo, he simply took out the copper pendant. Place it on the book case.

Then, he took the plate of dim sum and placed it next to the copper pendant.

He has hardly tried too sweet food, this dish of sweet-scented osmanthus lotus root noodles cake, the bento is just blocking the mouth of that little talker.

But he didn't notice that the corner of the porcelain plate with the snack touched the scroll that he randomly rolled around.

So when the pale golden light of Copper Perry emerged, Wei Yun saw the dim sum and the scroll that were placed in front of the case and disappeared out of thin air.

Wei Yun's expression changed slightly, but when he stretched out his hand, it was too late to grab the scroll.

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After Xie Tao slept, she finally got better.

Rubbing her eyes, she glanced out the window, it seemed that it was still raining.

Taking out the phone from the pillow, Xie Tao yawned lazily, only to find that there was a delivery notification message on the screen of her phone.

There is her courier in the courier locker in the community.

With the development of the times, express lockers have become a very common thing, and they will be equipped in almost every community.

Each resident will have his own locker, and only the resident can open the locker at will, and the courier can only open the locker to place the courier with the unique single number code of the delivery item.

After opening it once, the password will be automatically cleared, so there is no problem that the courier can open the household express cabinet repeatedly and freely.

The locker has a sensor. After sensing the extra weight, the software of the express locker will automatically send a notification to the residents to take the express message.

Suddenly received the courier, Xie Tao said, is it because Aunt Fu sent her something again?

Xie Tao simply sat up, put on his clothes, and ran to the area downstairs where the express lockers were placed.

But when she lost the password and opened the locker, she found that there was a disc of pastries inside.

……Is the box removed by the courier now?

Xie Tao was confused.

When she brought out the plate of pastries, she discovered that even the plates containing the pastries were made of porcelain, and the color was light, just like azure.

The sweet-scented osmanthus lotus root powder cake looked through, and the sweet-scented osmanthus was sprinkled on it.

Xie Tao returned home with the plate of pastries carefully, and then called Fu Miaolan.

"Aunt Fu, why are you sending me something again?"

Fu Miaolan on the other end of the phone was a little confused, "What did I send you? I don't have one."

"You didn't send it?" Xie Tao was stunned.

Fu Miaolan laughed, "You boy, if I send something, can I tell you first?"

After hanging up the phone, Xie Tao scratched the back of her head, a little bit confused. Since it wasn't from Aunt Fu, who would it be?

Thinking of Zhou Xinyue, she quickly opened the data and clicked on WeChat.

At this time, a WeChat message popped out.

It was the blank head, and next to it was the name she had memented specifically-"Wei Yun".

Xie Tao's eyes lit up when she saw him sending a message, and she quickly opened it.

I saw a picture in the chat interface.

It can be seen that it was clearly described in a single stroke, but instead of the freehand ink and wash, it was a meticulous and realistic meticulous brushwork.

The person in the painting is dressed in a dark red brocade robe, a golden crown and jade belt, long hair is dark, and the eyebrows are frowning, like the most beautiful color in the mist of the distant mountains, and a pair of peach blossom eyes lightly, as if innately ruthless, with a cold expression.

It was a face that was extremely clear and juicy, and it was amazing and unspeakable at a glance.

Xie Tao stared at the picture for several minutes and even lost consciousness for a moment.

What kind of fairy is this? !

"Did you paint this?"

After regaining consciousness, Xie Tao typed and sent a message.

"What?" The reply over there was still slow.

Xie Tao typed: "The picture you sent over."

At that time, when Wei Yun saw these words from her, his brows wrinkled slightly.

The paper objects seem to be transmitted in a different way from the other objects.

He suddenly remembered the previous piece of paper with her appearance.

It seemed that she really didn't notice that there were two worlds between her and him.

Wei Yun stood there, looking down at the copper pendant, his eyes deep and complicated.

How many secrets are hidden in this thing?

Xie Tao waited and waited. After waiting for more than ten minutes, she received another reply from Wei Yun:

"A friend made it."

The simple four words are still in line with his usual reticent temperament.

Friends?

Xie Tao went to the desk and sat down with one hand on his chin.

His friend looks like a big brother! This painting is also great!

"Then, who is your friend painting this?"

Xie Tao was a little curious.

Does this kind of person really exist? ?

Is his friend sure that he is not painting a fairy, and is painting a fairy online?

While waiting for a reply, Xie Tao opened the picture, enlarged it, and observed it carefully.

What kind of fairy face is this!

Xie Tao couldn't help sighing.

But when she caught a glimpse of the elegant character "Wei Yun" in the lower left corner of the portrait, she was stunned.

? ? ?

Is that what she thinks?

No way? ?

Xie Tao quit the interface for viewing pictures, and then typed quickly:

"This picture... is that you?"

The tone is a little cautious.

About a few minutes later, her phone vibrated, and the other party sent only one word:

"Ok"

Xie Tao stared at the word, and was silent for about two minutes.

Then her eyes widened.

"...I think it's more credible if you told me that you are actually a 60-70-year-old grandfather."

After this message was sent, Xie Tao held the phone and stared at the portrait for a long time.

This is also... it looks too good-looking.

Xie Tao was a little stunned again.

"Did not receive anything else?"

At this time, her mobile phone screen lights up again.

Something else?

Xie Tao didn't react at first, until she turned her head and saw the plate of sweet-scented osmanthus lotus root powder cake she put on the table.

Something flashed through her mind.

Her apricot eyes were wide open, "Did you give the sweet-scented osmanthus lotus root powder cake?!"

"Ok"

His reply was still indifferent.

Xie Tao didn't know why, the things like carbonated bubbles in her heart exploded one by one. She couldn't help laughing, took a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus lotus root powder cake and put it in her mouth, and took a big bite.

It was delicate and smooth, with a sweet and moderate taste. Xie Tao ate one piece, but couldn't help taking another one.

But... how could he know her address?

Xie Tao paused, and suddenly remembered that two days ago, she seemed to have told him that the courier company had sent the chili sauce that Aunt Fu had sent her to the wrong address and delivered it to a community on the opposite side of the street with a similar name. thing.

She seemed to have mentioned her address at the time.

Xie Tao, who received the gift by accident, was eating cakes, her eyes bent into crescents, she typed happily:

"The pastries are delicious! Thank you Wei Yun!"

"But, are you also in Nanshi? This pastry is hot, and it can only be delivered so quickly by express in the same city, right?"

When Wei Yun saw her words, he was still sitting in front of the book table, with his back straight and his body like loose.

Although he is not sure what the "express" in her mouth is, he can be sure that the paper objects and the nearby objects seem to be transported to her world in different ways.

And she didn't notice the strangeness in this.

Thinking of the mysterious person who had never seen his face and wanted to put him to death, Wei Yun's eyebrows were still covered with frost and snow, and his eyes were cold and solemn.

Is she an outsider or the most critical piece in this chess game?

Xie Tao didn't know what Wei Yun was thinking at the moment. After she ate two pieces of sweet-scented osmanthus lotus root powder cake, she didn't want to eat any more.

She propped her head and looked at the plate of pastries, her eyes filled with surprise smiles.

"I haven't received a gift for a long time, I am very happy, thank you Wei Yun!"

Between the lines of the girl's words, she revealed her pure joy.

When Xie Tao looked at the portrait again, she was still a little stunned.

Later, she moved her finger, held down the picture for a long time, and when the "Save Picture" option popped up on the screen, she tapped it gently.

His face was a little red for no apparent reason.

The raindrops outside the window slid down into a winding arc, and the pattering sound passed through the glass, faintly.

The girl in the window was lying on the table, holding the phone in her hand, quietly setting the picture as a wallpaper.

The author has something to say: Qi Ji: Look at it, the front foot is just drawn, isn't the blind date on the back foot successful?

Xie Tao: I thank you

Wei Yun:...