"Miss Lin, feel free to speak!" Lu Xue Lin said with a smile.
"When one does not love in one's lifetime, when one does, one will think, and when one does, one will think. His body was like floating clouds, his heart was like flying cotton, his breath was like drifting silk, and a wisp of fragrance was floating in the air. He was looking forward to the presence of the Thousand Gold Swirls. When the syndrome arrived, exactly? When the lights are half out and the moon is half out. "
After Lin Wan Bai finished reciting the poem in a calm tone, he paused for two seconds and continued, "I have always liked this poem. It's just that my calligraphy is rather ugly. Mr. Lu is a knowledgeable person, his calligraphy should be pretty good.
In truth, her unreasonable request was rather presumptuous, but thankfully Lu Xue Lin did not think too much into it. He only thought that if she were to lend him the book she had stored, he should not have rejected her offer, so he happily nodded, "Of course he can!"
Coincidentally, Aunt Li came down from upstairs, so she ordered for pen and paper to be brought over.
Lu Xue Lin had been studying abroad since a long time ago. Although he did not often practice writing with a brush, he had written a good calligraphy piece and coincidentally, Aunt Li had taken down not only a piece of A4 paper, but also a pen that Huo Chang Yuan usually used.
After receiving the paper, he started writing furiously on the tea table.
It could be seen that Lu Xue Lin also recited this poem from the bottom of his heart. He did not even need to recall a poem, he just needed to write it immediately without stopping, and only used the tip of his brush to draw on the paper.
After writing the last sentence, Lu Xue Lin handed the paper over to her.
"Thank you!" Lin Wan Bai said gratefully.
"It's just a small effort. Write a few words!" Lu Xue Lin laughed and waved his hand, she covered the brush and got up from the sofa, "Alright, the books have all been returned to me, I will not disturb you any longer! Also, Miss Lin, thank you for your coffee! "
Finally, his gaze landed on the coffee cup and he reluctantly withdrew his gaze.
Lin Wan Bai naturally stood up together with him, "Mr. Lu, I'll send you off!"
Lu Xue Lin smiled and nodded.
The beautiful rose sunset looked like a dream. There was a driver waiting outside the courtyard, and seeing Lu Xue Lin coming out from the villa, he immediately came down and opened the back door for him.
Lin Wan Bai stood at his original position and watched the luxurious car leave before turning around and entering the villa.
Aunt Li had already entered the kitchen and was preparing dinner. Hearing her footsteps return, she came out wearing an apron.
As usual, he wanted to ask her what she wanted to do at night, because ever since she came to this house, she would normally cook for them personally. Aunt Li was in charge of helping out and taking care of the aftermath.
It was just that after he finished asking today's questions, Lin Wan Bai did not reply, or perhaps it was better to say that he did not hear it.
Lin Wan Bai directly entered the bedroom, walked to the cabinet beside the window and opened a drawer at the bottom.
It was filled with her things. She didn't immediately put the book in, but used her thumb and forefinger to pick up a bookmark that lay inside.
It was originally in the novel, but before she lent it to Lu Xue Lin, she casually took it out.
Like the novel, it was a very long time.
Even though it was covered with a layer of plastic, the edges were already yellowed. It was a bookmark with a very traditional style of the ancient times, with only a few pure color decorations of maple leaves. However, there was a row of small blue and black words written at the bottom right.
Lin Wan Bai clearly remembered that when she was young, this novel would often be next to her mother's pillow. She would flip through it every night, and sometimes she would stare at the bookmark blankly while stroking the words written on it. His mother had taught him how to write, so he was sure that it wasn't her handwriting. Furthermore, her handwriting was so strong that it looked more like a man's handwriting …
Lin Wan Bai swallowed his saliva and picked up the A4 paper beside him.
Comparing each word, although the time and depth of the brush and ink were different, they were surprisingly similar.
I will not think of each other in my life.
Only then will we grow up to be together, and we will grow up to be together …
Lin Wan Bai's heart raced a little. She was just thinking about it.
His gaze moved back and forth between the bookmark and the paper, unable to conceal the astonishment in his heart.
Was there such a coincidence?
As he was lost in thought, he felt a warmth on his shoulder.
Lin Wan Bai turned around and saw Huo Chang Yuan dressed in a black suit. His jacket had not been taken off, and his tie was still tied up.
The first thing Huo Chang Yuan did after entering the door was naturally to look for her.
When Aunt Li saw sher hurrying upstairs, he thought that she wasn't feeling well, so she naturally mentioned it to her. After finding out that she wasn't feeling well, he immediately put down the car key and went upstairs.
Lin Wan Bai did not know his worries, and laughed: "Huo Chang Yuan, you're back!"
"Yes." Huo Chang Yuan bit his lips.
After a faint reply, he lowered his head and shot a strange look at himself.
"What's the matter with you?" Lin Wan Bai frowned in puzzlement and asked out of concern, "Uh, is there something troubling you at work?"
"No." Huo Chang Yuan spoke faintly, then coldly snorted, "I heard from Aunt Li that he came to my house in the afternoon while I was gone?"
Hearing that, Lin Wan Bai could tell that he was eating, and didn't know whether to laugh or cry as he explained, "What do you mean by taking advantage of your absence, he's here to return the book! Didn't I tell you before that I borrowed him to read a novel and came here to return it? "
"How long was he at home?" Huo Chang Yuan asked with a frown.
Lin Wan Bai thought for a while, then replied, "With just a cup of coffee …"
"You also made him coffee?" Huo Chang Yuan's eyes widened.
"That's right …" Lin Wan Bai nodded, seeing his face instantly darken, he poked his arm while laughing, "Why are you so stingy!"
Huo Chang Yuan frowned, his tone becoming rigid, "Your coffee can only be brewed for me!"
Lin Wan Bai smiled, at that moment he was like a childish little boy, displaying his possessiveness.
There was no helping it, she was just like how she used to coax little bun, gently smoothing his fur. "Alright, I'll cook it for you alone!" Neither Dou Dou nor I can drink it, so it should be alright, right? "
"Yes." Huo Chang Yuan was satisfied.
The hand holding her shoulder exerted a little strength, pulling her closer to his chest, asked in a deep voice, "When I came in earlier, what were you daydreaming about here?"
"It's nothing …" Lin Wan Bai shook his head.
Huo Chang Yuan followed her line of sight and saw that she was putting the novel in a drawer.
He had known about the novel's origins a long time ago, so he lowered his head and focused on her face. After thinking for a few seconds, he said, "It should be soon the day of your mother's death, right?"
Lin Wan Bai was slightly startled.
It seemed that he had heard about it when they were trading four years ago. He hadn't expected that he would still remember such a small detail.