The Words of the Number One

Lingshang and I walked around the market all morning. After we left the jade shop, Lingshang still dragged me around happily for a while before returning to Jiyu's mansion. Before entering the door, she set up the awning with her hands and looked at the yard from a distance, and she didn't know what she saw, she burst out laughing, pulled me in who was confused, and said, "Come and come home for lunch."

She took me all the way to the pavilion in the garden, sat me down and left with a smile. I was in a daze when I saw Ji Yu appearing on the stone steps under the pavilion, wearing a moon-white inner coat, a crimson coat, and a snow-blue headband fluttering with his hair, and behind him was a qin wrapped in crow-green linen.

He turned his head to meet my gaze and smiled slightly, and went up the stairs. Xia Wan was holding a food box behind him, followed Ji Yu up, put the food box on the stone table and left.

Ji Yu put the qin aside, he opened the food box, inside was a bowl of steaming noodles, chicken broth with various mushrooms and Fushen, grass fruit, woody fragrance, etc. Only fat, white boiled eggs that have not been peeled.

This familiar scene made me stunned, and I said, "You..."

Ji Yu picked up the egg and gently touched my forehead, then rolled it all the way down from my forehead, and then put it into my hand: "Happy birthday, Jiujiu."

I held the egg with some unresponsiveness. This is our custom to celebrate birthdays first, longevity noodles and eggs. A long time ago, my mother celebrated my birthday like this. She would roll an egg down from my head and say with a smile——We must grow up well.

I haven't celebrated my birthday for so long that I forgot my birthday.

"This is...it's just for a child's birthday..." I murmured.

Ji Yu laughed, her brows and eyes curved. He put the chopsticks away for me and said: "You are not married yet, you are still a child."

I looked up at him in a daze, not knowing what to say. Seeing me like this, Ji Yu suddenly pinched my face lightly, and said with a smile, "Hurry up and eat the noodles, don't bite them off, I'll peel the eggs for you."

He took the egg in my hand and peeled it. After a lot of experience on the ship, he was already proficient in this craft.

This bowl of noodles has only one piece from the beginning to the end. The noodles are very tough and the soup is very delicious, with a faint aroma of cypress. I asked, "Did you make this side?"

Ji Yu's hands paused, and then he put the peeled egg into my noodles, and said relaxedly: "I'll try it, it's not very difficult, why was it so difficult for you to learn how to cook before?"

No wonder Chang Le dragged me around and refused to come back. It turned out to be convenient for him to prepare.

"How do you know today is my birthday?"

"Song Changjun told me before." Ji Yu put his hand on his chin and said with a smile, "I've been thinking about it for a long time, but I don't know what to give you."

After I finished eating what he had prepared, he took out a handkerchief and wiped my mouth, and then untied the crow-blue linen cloth from the piano. The body of the beautifully shaped paulownia qin is engraved with the word "Zuisheng" in cinnabar. The handwriting is so unruly that it almost flies off, which is exactly in line with Zuisheng's artistic conception.

This is Ji Yu's Zuishengqin.

I looked at him in surprise, and he smiled slightly and pushed me to sit beside the beauty, and put the piano on the table.

"So I thought, let me send you a tune."

He raised his hand, and his slender fingers paused for a while on the strings, and then there was a clear sound of ding dong. Even though it is the same piano, the sound of his piano is completely different from Qing Ya's. Every tone seems to be alive, as if it grows instead of being played.

From his harp, grows from my heart.

The sound of the piano is not fast and the **** is not complicated. This may be the limit that Ji Yu's hands can bear now.

The tune is clear and gentle, even a little cold, like a stream of melting ice and snow flowing between the strings, but it has a faint gentleness. Although the melting snow is cold, it is already the stream that has melted in spring.

Ji Yu hooked her fingers, and I suddenly heard a melody of "Taoyao" from the melody. The melody jumped briskly for a while and then returned to the original melody of the melody, which was very natural.

About the time of a cup of tea, the melody ended calmly, Ji Yu stopped the sound of the piano, and he asked with a slight smile, "What did you hear?"

I looked up at him, and replied in a low voice, "You can tell...me. Is this song about me?"

"Yes, the song is called "Jiuqing"" Ji Yu smiled and raised his hands as if to applaud my guess, but he hissed lightly as soon as his hands touched.

I immediately got up and walked to him, and saw a silver needle inserted into his wrist at some point. Ji Yu pulled out the silver needle, and his hand immediately began to tremble slightly. He flicked his wrist nonchalantly, and said with a smile, "Fortunately, the song is slow. If you are impatient, I can't insert the needle even if the song is too fast."

He always used to describe everything as calm and breezy.

I was suddenly a little angry, and I asked, "Why do you force yourself? Don't you never write music for others? Don't you never change your style? Don't you never play the piano again?"

Ji Yu seemed to be choked by my barrage of questions, he pulled me to sit down and said, "Why, birthday boy is he still angry today?"

"I didn't force it, this piece is still within the range I can afford. From before to now, I have no rules in playing the piano, and it's all up to my own will. I don't want to compose for others because I don't like them telling me what to do, and because they don't deserve it. As for the style, I can do whatever I want. Come here. Now my heart is to write a song of yours to play for you, don’t you like it very much?” His three-inch tongue did not come back, and he said firmly that I like this song very much song.

And to be honest, I really like this song, and I really like the arrangement he made for my birthday.

I sighed and admitted, "Am I worth it?"

Ji Yu's lazy eyes gradually settled down, he was still smiling but his expression became serious, he sighed lightly and took my hand, looking into my eyes intently. The light-colored eyes are like shallow streams, and you can see the bottom at a glance.

"I found that you have a big problem. Every time you feel the kindness of others, your first reaction is fear and suspicion, as if no one in this world should treat you well."

"I've been thinking, maybe you can never have what you want, and then you gradually become like you don't want anything now. But are you really indifferent? You probably just don't like disappointment. It's the same for me , You obviously like me very much but you refuse to trust me, is it because you are afraid of being disappointed?"

I flinched slightly, lowered my eyes and wanted to take back my hand but he squeezed it tightly.

"That's not your fault. In the past, those people ignored you and mistreated you. They were arrogant and ignorant. Those who really understand you will know how valuable you are. Ninety-nine, there is nothing unworthy of you. You are worthy of everything in this world." Everything deserves to be loved, cherished and treated well. You don’t have to be flattered and careful, you deserve it.” He laughed softly, cupped my face and looked into his eyes.

"I hesitated for a long time before going to you. Xin Ran said - if I am not ready to truly love someone, I should not tie you by my side. To be honest, I have never thought about what to do after revenge. In my opinion, this is a total destruction, and my ending is nothing more than the same as the emperor. But now it seems that I see another way, I am willing to restrain my temper, show my sincerity, suppress hatred, and learn to love you well."

I stared at him blankly, and there was a violent tremor coming from the bottom of my heart, which came unyieldingly from the soil where I was deeply buried and depressed, shaking me non-stop.

"I never loved anyone before you. But if I hate someone, I will never let it go, so when I love someone, I shouldn't change my heart easily. So can you try to trust me a little bit?" His voice was gentle and soft, and his eyes looked at me with great concentration.

Ji Yu has always been able to charm people's minds by keeping a calm face, how could she be so low-key?

I was dazed for a while and hugged his shoulder with red eyes, but couldn't speak. The complex and sour emotions churning up in my heart filled my chest to the brim, as if they were about to flow down my eye sockets.

I can't believe it all the time. Since I was young, I have always told myself that it doesn't matter if no one likes you, and it doesn't matter if no one treats you well. They all abandon you, you just abandon them, but I remember a boy who gave me warmth for fourteen years.

I am clearly very, very, very, very hopeful that someone will like me and treat me well, and put it in the most important position in my heart with sincerity and tenderness. Just like Qiqi, I have always been so envious of her, not because she is beautiful and talented, but because even if she does nothing, she will get so much love.

And even if I get it now, I can't believe it's real.

"Do you really love me?"

"I love you." Ji Yu replied gently and firmly.

That night, when he took me to visit Songdu, large expanses of fireworks suddenly rose from the sky, forming a sea of ​​stars one after another. Tourists stopped and marveled, talking about what a good day it is to have so many fireworks.

Ji Yu smiled and said close to my ear amidst the roar of people and the sound of fireworks: "Jiujiu, happy birthday, long life."

The gorgeous light flickered on his face, which was so beautiful that it made people intoxicated. With my heart fluttering, I leaned into his ear and asked: "I am not a gentle and enthusiastic woman. I am so concerned about gains and losses. There will always be a woman ten thousand times better than me who likes you. Don't you regret it?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Ji Yu replied loudly, somewhat distorted in the noise, he grabbed my shoulder and hugged me. I heard his voice ringing in my ears.

"A woman who is 10,000 times better than you? An immortal Bodhisattva? There will never be such a woman in the world."

I was stunned and couldn't help laughing.

I was always afraid that if he knew I loved him, he would wield this sharp knife and hurt me. But now he offers his sword with both hands, and then bares his chest to me. He loved his relatives passionately, and he was clearly hurt and heartbroken because of this, but he was still willing to love me again.

I lost all my chips and couldn't play at the table, but he gave me his chips and invited me to bet.

I saw the bright fireworks in the sky over his shoulder, and slowly reached out and hugged his back.

"Okay." I heard my own voice say slowly and a little unsteadily, "I believe in you."

I believe in you, the only one I believe in besides my mother and myself in this life.

It's moths to the flame, so I'll give it a try.

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I finished writing the ending today! (It’s not the end of this chapter! I saved the manuscript until the end!)

Chapter 80 is over! I will fix it in two days!

In order to commemorate my good ending, I will double update today! (Never been so rich, I shed a tear)

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And do a little publicity for the document "Ms. She is kind and loving [Rebirth]"

The heroine is a financial fan, with a straightforward and passionate heart.

The male lead's father is a boyfriend who is blind, kind and open-minded.

Jixi is a well-known disaster star. He took money to reduce disasters and ended up taking the blame everywhere. One day, he was blamed for killing the master of the hero.

The male protagonist Ju An killed the female protagonist, and the female protagonist was reborn as the male protagonist's teacher. The male protagonist respects his teacher very much, and the female protagonist is very successful as an elder.

Every cause must bear fruit, your teacher and wife is me!

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I want to write cheerful and sweet articles! Two-way crush on the kind of assists by all members!

Writing the story of Jiu Jiu and Ji Yu is killing me!

It's a pre-received document for collection, hhhh