Chapter 64

Xie Wei is also to take her no way, voice added a few helpless.

I was angry before.

But after these two days of calm, Jiang Boyou and Yan Lin's original entreaties and entrustments came to mind again, and he still accepted them. Because of the little things like cat, he spoke harshly to a girl who was not even ten years old and hurt her face, which was too much.

Not to mention that he was arbitrary.

Some little girls have to be coaxed. Is it hard or soft?

Xie Wei looked at her.

But she looked up at him in some surprise, as if she didn't dare to believe that such words would come out of his mouth, but it was only a moment of emotional leakage, the next moment they all gathered in, hung his head and said: "the teacher is serious, students dare not be angry with him."

Jiang Xuening didn't want to deal with Xie Wei at first. She was so impressed by this person in her last life that she couldn't control more contact in this life.

Reason told her to stay as far away as possible.

Last night, she went back to think that although Xie Wei threw away the women's commandments, she was not exactly the same as other teachers. She also wanted to defend herself. She did not listen to Zhang Zhong's lecture for no reason. But she calmed down and thought that it was not bad to misunderstand.

Don't thank Wei for taking her and watching.

Take it a little, take it a little.

So she still put on an attitude of refusing people thousands of miles away, turned around and took the piano from the case near Xie Wei, and wanted to leave.

The girl's figure is like a tender willow, slender and soft. She is wearing a light purple skirt. Her train is gently swaying with her feet. Her posture is a bit of natural elegance.

It's very different from when I went to Beijing.

As a matter of principle, Xie Wei should not have thought of it. However, the gesture of her rising from the piano strangely overlapped with the indelible scene in his memory.

The moon is bright in the deep mountains, and the weeds are overgrown.

The night call of mandrill came from the dark shadow of the trees. The smell of rotten leaves on the soil mixed with the smell of surrounding plants.

He had a bad fever and was very ill.

Leaning under those rocks, I almost fell asleep.

But at this time, the sound of deep feet and shallow feet came slowly, accompanied by a hoarse voice with excitement and excitement: "village! Turn the front two mountains and there will be a village! I ran to the front and saw the smoke! "

Xie Wei doesn't want to open his eyes.

But the step came to him, the voice also came to him, someone shook him hard: "we will go out soon, wake up, you wake up, don't sleep in the past!"

Xie Wei thought she was noisy again.

However, when the little girl saw that he didn't wake up, she was terrified and choked with timidity. Her voice was full of crying: "don't sleep. Wanniang said that she would not wake up. What should I do when you die? I'm so afraid of the dead... "

Xie Wei also thought that she might be worried about herself, but she didn't expect that he would scare her when he died.

At that time, she thought that she was not afraid to run away from the mountain bandits. She was not afraid to run to the mandrill night in the wilderness. She was in danger and could not get out of it. What was there to be afraid of just a dead man?

Dead people are the best people in the world.

He will neither hide a knife in a smile nor plot.

But after listening to her cry, he slowly lifted his eyes, but the blood he had swallowed in his sore throat went up, and it was hard to say a word.

The little girl's eyes were wide open, and there were tears.

Seeing that he was not dead, he was stunned and then became happy: "it's good if he's not dead. It's not scary if he's not dead."

Although he was not prominent at that time, he was a famous young Tan Huaji, who worked for the imperial court. He had many plans in Jinling secretly, supported by the heavenly religion.

It's not a small role on either side.

In this little girl's mouth, not dead is the biggest effect

Xie Wei coughed uncontrollably.

Jiang Xuening looked into the mountains and said, "I can't find food. I can't see your injuries and diseases. There are traps laid by hunters on the mountain. There must be hunters in the village. If there are hunters, there will be people who can see the doctor. Let's go now, and we'll be in the village by daybreak. "

She came up to help him.

Fifteen year old girl's shoulder is thin and thin. Xie Wei feels that she can be crushed by a careless leaning.

The piano is on the other side of the rock.

He shakes up, turns his eyes and takes a look. Despite the sharp pain in his throat, he reaches out his hand and says: "Qin..."

The girl looked at him angrily: "it's very difficult for me to save you. I can't take the piano!"

Xie Wei didn't listen and bent over to pick up the piano.

The girl seems to be angry at last. She grabs one step and holds the piano up. Then she steps back and purses her lips tightly. It's about that the accumulated dissatisfaction has finally exploded. She turns around and smashes the piano on the rocks without hesitation!"Zheng -"

the sound of broken string comes with the sound of broken body!

A good piano is broken on the rock.

He could hardly believe what she had done.

But the girl looked back at him with awe inspiring eyes and said, "people are dying and they still care about useless things. People like you don't deserve to live!"

The frost moon of that night was bright, shining on her like falling snow.

Xie Wei crawled out of a sea of corpses and blood. He had to work hard to survive for more than 20 years, but for the first time, he was beaten by someone and called "unworthy to live".

It's unprecedented.

Later, when they really arrived at the village, they were lucky to meet the messenger sent by Jiang Boyou, who was really out of danger.

However, the battle for the position in Beijing is raging, and there is a lot of tension between the government and the field. He acts secretly and even has less time to rest. He goes to the Lilu arena for more than half a year.

Only when Shen Lang ascended the throne and the overall situation was settled did he finally have leisure.

One day, he visited Jiang Fu.

But when I passed through the corridor, I saw that the little girl who had already changed into a brocade dress kicked a little girl who was not much older than her under the flower rack, with a mean look and even paranoid malice

It's so strange.

Xie Wei couldn't help thinking back on the secret journey to Beijing that day. However, the more he thought about it, the more distant he felt. Suddenly, it was just like a dream, which made people doubt whether those things really happened.

He once mentioned a few words to Jiang Boyou, but Jiang Boyou was ashamed of her daughter, who had suffered a lot from exile, and it was not good to restrict her.

Not to mention that she later caught up with Yanlin.

Young people do not know convergence, do not know too much is better than the truth, bent on her bossy. The prosperity of Beijing, after all, is harmful to people. Slowly, the shadow and nature of the old days are worn away.

Xie Wei seldom thought of those things again.

Only very occasionally do they pop up.

But it won't be too deep.

The girl at that time and the girl later seemed to be two different people.

He thought that whether it was Jiang Boyu's entrustment or Yan Lin's request, he could refuse.

But why would you agree?

Maybe to teach her? Sometimes people will inevitably go astray, but if someone can tell her what is good and how to be good, she may not be able to return to the right path and regain her true heart.

But after this period of contact, what he saw and heard with his own eyes, Xie Wei felt that the little girl was still kind-hearted. Although she was still a little bit bad tempered, she was much better than the previous years.

It's a bit confusing.

He didn't know whether Yan Lin had taught her, as Jiang Boyou said, or whether she had grown up. But it's not as bad as he thought.

The brocade handkerchief that the fingertip presses that has soaked the water mark is slightly cool.

Xie Wei withdrew her hand. Seeing that she turned to leave, she softened her heart and said, "well, I misunderstood you first without asking why. You should be angry with me."

This is, admit it?

Jiang Xuening was stunned. She opened her eyes slightly and looked back at him.

Xie Wei smiles at her, his eyes are dark, but there are few stars: "besides, I owe you."

I owe you.

This sentence is very light, but it has a heavy weight when it falls.

Jiang Xuening was so depressed by his words that he only thought of the past life. He thought it was absurd and sad: you owe me more than that. You owe me too much.

She wanted to leave directly.

But at this moment, her steps seemed to be fixed on the ground, and it was hard to move: Xie Wei really subverted her understanding of this person

He is a devil in the skin of a saint, a Luocha who comes to collect debts in the hall of Yama.

Even if everyone said he was gentle and gentle, a gentleman of noble character, she did not believe a word.

But now he looked at her and admitted his mistake.

Is she crazy, or is the world crazy?

Or -

did she never know the real Xie Wei?

Xie Wei thought that she was talking for herself, so he got up and walked over, took his piano off the wall and explained to her, "I didn't know what Zhang Chongzhi, the chief editor of the National Museum of history, had done at first, so I thought you were stubborn and didn't want to make progress. Only when I saw the book yesterday did I know that he was good at his ideas. I know you don't like it, and I also know that this man is against the law, so he won't go into FengChen hall and give lectures in the future. "

Jiang Xuening subconsciously said: "he doesn't teach?"

Xie Wei dropped his eyes, and only lightly said, "Zhang is very old. He has long been unable to make history, and let him give lectures to his royal highness."

If Jiang Xuening was a stupid girl, he would think that Zhang Zhong was tired of them and would not teach them how to read!

But the day before yesterday, Zhang Zhong was angry with her.Xie Wei threw away his book yesterday, and now he says lightly that this man won't come. I want to know that it was Zhang who offended him, and it's not good!

But

A little happy?

It would be great if the old man didn't teach them!

Jiang Xuening bit his lip and felt that he had already thought of drawing a clear line with Xie Wei, but at that time, his lip was still a little curved.

Xie Wei looked at her patiently: "I've made a mistake. Zhang Zhong won't come, and I've wronged you. You've taken the cat to scare me. It's fair. It's time to calm down, isn't it?"

Sounds like

But Jiang Xuening only felt that this man talked like coaxing a child. Once he frowned, he wanted to face a little: "I don't have it."

Xie Wei saw that she was a dead duck with a hard mouth, but she knew that the little girl always wanted to face. As soon as she raised her long eyebrow, she didn't go to expose it. She thought that she would finally turn the fight into jade and silk, so she relaxed a little.

Only way: "just at that time with what you said is not a joke, some things don't monkey around in front of me..."

He turned around and asked for half a cup of tea on the table.

It is said that he is not afraid of cats, but dislikes and even hates it.

But Jiang Xuening always felt very strange.

Her eyes flashed slightly.

Xie Wei just took a sip of tea and was ready to take Qin back to the main hall of FengChen hall.

I didn't expect that a sound came from behind --

"meow."

Shudder and chill instantly climb up!

With a shake of his hand, the tea cup almost fell from his fingers, but the tea had already poured out and fell on the desk. Xie Wei's scalp was really fried. He suddenly looked back.

Can piandian clean, where half a cat's shadow?

Only Jiang Xuening stood behind him and looked at him thoughtfully. Then he slowly raised his lips as if he had found something interesting. He gently raised his hand, held it up, and nodded forward like a kitten's paw. He tilted his head and said with interest, "yes, Mr. Xie is not afraid of cats. But sometimes it's hard to distinguish between hatred and fear? "

Xie Wei's face was cold.

But Jiang Xuening put down her hand at the next moment and said briskly before his attack: "now it's time to cool down!"

“……”

Xie Wei was holding the celadon tea cup, and almost didn't crush it.

Forbearance, just way: "my temper is not as good as Ning two girls think."

Jiang Xuening was stunned and lowered her eyes. It was hard to describe her deep feelings. When she raised her hand to look at Xie Wei, she laughed, but her eyes were more serious: "Mr. Xie's temper is excellent."

Xie Wei smiles angrily.

He threw down the tea cup, took the brocade handkerchief to wipe his hands, and said, "who can hold on to your obstinacy in the future?"

Jiang Xuening pick eyebrow, but hum a: "this need not sir you worry."

Xie Wei thinks so.

He stopped, looked down at the water mark on the brocade handkerchief, and began to laugh. After all, he spared her. He just picked up the Emei and said, "I'm not going to do this next time."

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