Chapter 394

Gently shaking the hands of the pen, let it knock each other to make a sound. "I don't know what happened to you, and what you can see is very limited. But what I know is that the mountains are heavy and the waters are clear, there is no way out, and the willows are dark and the flowers are bright

She tilted her head and looked at the pen in her hand seriously, but she spoke to Yang Peiqing. The voice is small and delicate, very clear.

The mountains are heavy and the waters are clear, and there is no way out. Yang Peiqing calmed down and thought about these two words carefully, but his heart felt shocked.

Just when he wanted to say something, Shengxian looked up at himself.

Curved eyebrows and eyes showed a smile, dimples in the corner of the mouth exposed again. This is the first time that Yang Peiqing has seen the dimple of Shengxian clearly. There is only one dimple on the left cheek, but there is no dimple on the right.

This kind of asymmetric dimple, on the contrary, let the saint have some charming and unusual feeling. Originally, people just don't like things that are regular.

Suddenly to Yang Peiqing blinked, a pair of big black and white eyes, particularly smart. Let Yang Peiqing have relaxed a lot, the little girl's next action is to seize Yang Peiqing's right hand.

Because there is no heating in the old-fashioned houses, and in this spring weather, no one can turn on the heating. Only Yang Peiqing has been afraid of the cold since the last car accident.

Shengxian's room is not facing the sun, so there will be some darkness. After sitting for a long time, Yang Peiqing's hands and feet were already cold, even though they were thicker than ordinary people. This kind of ice cooling comes from the bottom of my heart, which is an old problem left by this traffic accident.

Her hands were cold, but saint's hands were warm. With the unique warmth of children, in the impression of children's hands always seem warm. Yang Peiqing felt the warmth from the immortal, and his cold hands also felt it.

Sheng Xian looks at Yang Peiqing with a smile, with children's unique sense of innocence and ignorance. Then he lowered his head and wrote something in Yang Peiqing's hand with the pen in his hand. His small head was low in front of him.

The cold nib is sliding on her palm. Yang Peiqing feels itchy. She is the one who is afraid of itching. The fury of the nib made her subconsciously reject, but she didn't want to push away the person in front of her.

So Yang Peiqing looked at the little girl's head hanging in front of her. Shengxian had good hair. Black and shiny particularly gratifying, a heavy head of long hair pressure in the shoulder, people doubt that she will be so collapsed.

Before long, Shengxian released Yang Peiqing's hand. Again to Yang Peiqing blinked his eyes, charming and moving.

Yang Peiqing subconsciously looked down at his palm, a word above is particularly obvious. The imprint of black water pen is in the palm of the hand, interwoven in the mind.

And so on.

The little girl has some childish handwriting in the middle of her palm, a waiting word but some inexplicable.

Open mouth to ask what, but the door came the voice of Uncle Zhao. "Shengxian, Miss Yang is eating. Come out quickly."

"Well, Dad, we're out." Holy fairy answered clearly, just like an ordinary little girl.

The sound of footsteps at the door gradually goes away, and Yang Peiqing hasn't had time to exit again. Shengxian has already stood up, "elder sister, let's go to dinner. My father's cooking is really delicious. This time you'll have a good time. "

The immortal's words are tender and his expression is naive. Now Yang Peiqing couldn't see the shadow of the strange girl who was talking to her. Instead, she suspected that it was her own illusion.

With that, Shengxian had opened the door and went out. It seemed that he was really looking forward to the delicious food outside. Yang Peiqing was the only one left to look at the handwriting in his hand, and then followed him out.

At the dinner table, uncle Zhao and aunt are the same enthusiasm. The two people kept greeting Yang Peiqing to eat more, with a kind and natural attitude. As expected, uncle Zhao made a table full of dishes, and all kinds of dishes were very beautiful.

There is a homely taste, but it is the cooking skill of the hotel. The taste is really good. It's a pity that Yang Peiqing's mind is heavy and full of meaning now, but he just goes on eating because of the etiquette.

Shengxian is sitting opposite her. The little girl uses her own special lovely chopsticks. It's heartless and heartless, and I don't follow my parents. Just like all the little girls, I eat hard by myself.

Although Yang Peiqing's eyes fell on Shengxian several times, she could clearly feel that Shengxian actually knew. But the little girl was very calm, she kept her head down and didn't speak. She was eating all the time.

Occasionally, she acts like a spoiled child to her mother, asking for food that she can't find. Mother is also a face of doting to help clip vegetables, and Zhao Shu is occasionally reprimand a few saint's behavior. Then he turned his head and warmly welcomed Yang Peiqing to eat. Yang Peiqing reluctantly laughed and did not say anything.

In a word, although the immortal has completely restored the appearance of an ignorant girl. Although Yang Peiqing still had a lot of doubts in her heart, she didn't do anything special. Coupled with the enthusiasm of Uncle Zhao and his wife, this meal is also regarded as a feast for the guests and the host.After eating, Shengxian was sent back to her room by her mother to continue to do her homework. After thinking about the blank exercise book on the little girl's desk, Yang Peiqing couldn't help thinking that even if she went back to her room, she wouldn't be able to do her homework.

At last, I exchanged greetings with Uncle Zhao again about the delicious food today. Yang Peiqing didn't disturb her for a long time and soon left for home. The purpose of her coming here today has been achieved, and she also knows that Shengxian will not say any more whether she knows it or not.

Rashly disturbed Zhao Shujia, this is panic, now simply better to leave is good. Uncle Zhao couldn't stay, so he had to send Yang Peiqing downstairs, stop a taxi, and personally sent Yang Peiqing to get on the bus.

Shengxian looked down at the exercise book. The pearl jade on the pen cap in his hand was still jingling, especially pleasing. After writing for a long time, she was still baffled by the killing math problem. She held her chin and thought melancholy for a while.

Finally determined that this topic has exceeded their ability, simply give up, but also scattered a lot of mind. Shaking his head and looking at the room, is not willing to re-enter into the fidgety math problems.

This just saw, Yang Peiqing put the gift box beside. As soon as she came in, it was too frightening. Shengxian meant to tease. At that time, where did Yang Peiqing remember the gift used as a reason?

It's just carelessly thrown on the edge, and the holy fairy has only seen it now. Holding his chin, his eyes lit up. After all, it's still a child's nature. I feel very happy when I see a gift. No matter what the gift is, at least in the moment of receiving it, I really feel happy about it.

Sheng Xian dropped her lovely pink fountain pen and ran to the edge of the gift box. The pink package is lovely, and the box is decorated with a big bow.

Surrounded by a layer of Snow White's colored paper, Shengxian was a rude man. He tore up the colored paper after two or three times. Revealed inside the translucent box doll, a set of looks particularly pleasing.

When the package of the gift was completely opened, the fairy could see the doll clearly. There are two dolls, there are more than a dozen sets of all kinds of clothes, including a variety of small room decoration.

The whole pink atmosphere can be said to hit the girl's heart instantly. No matter what fate God has given Shengxian, she is still an ordinary girl after all.

How can you be unhappy to see such a gift that is almost full of pink bubbles? At the moment, I opened it and watched the dolls fiddle with it.

Sitting in a taxi, Yang Peiqing's heart is still heavy. However, it is much better than the guilt and tension just in the past. Although Shengxian's words are immature, they give him great comfort.

Yang Peiqing looked down at the words in her hand when she was eating with chopsticks. In addition, the handwriting has been blurred a lot due to the fact that I didn't keep it in my hand. Only vaguely see the outline of a word, or she knew before is what word just can see.

After a long breath, Yang Peiqing couldn't help thinking deeply. What does this word include for herself? What are you waiting for? Is it the appearance of a person or the occurrence of an event? How many days or years?

All this and so on, are still unknown. Let her walk some headache, another hand consciousness of stroked this handwriting. Black water pen has some halo dye, finger also dyed some black, handwriting more fuzzy.

The little girl seriously wrote this word under her hands, the appearance is still clear, but the handwriting has fainted. Yang Peiqing sighed, not sure what it meant.

I really hope that as the saint said, the mountains are heavy and the waters are clear, there is no way out, and the willows are dark and the flowers are bright!

The scenery outside the window flies by. Yang Peiqing turns on his mobile phone and just turns on the traffic. There are all kinds of news pop up, pull down the notice bar to delete all the information.

But was a line of words to attract attention, look gradually dignified up.

Li Jialang, the eldest son of Rongxin group, was convicted of intentional homicide the day before yesterday for the Yueming river accident earlier this year. Last night in prison to commit suicide, the police have not given a means, here reporters will continue to track for you.

Do you still remember Li Jialang's fierce eyes before he went to prison, but now he is dead? Yang Peiqing can't believe it.