I am Feng Jun

Chapter 393 393. Explain to me!
There are notches on the edge of each jar, recording the date when the jar of green plum wine was buried.

The moisture in Xie Meiting's eyes seemed to be filled with childish words from six years ago.

"Sister Bamboo, shall we plant some green plums to make wine?"

"Grow green plums in Wanlian Villa?"

"Sister Bamboo doesn't like it?"

"Sister Bamboo likes you, the little green plum!"

Although Shen Nanzhu felt that it was a bit inappropriate, the two still planted a plant at that time, but they didn't survive, so they gave up.

Until that spring four years ago, apart from the lotus, there had never been a single plum tree in the Wanlian Villa.

But now four years have passed, but there are nine more plum trees and dozens of altars of green plum wine.

Basically every part of the Wanlian Villa was designed and built by two people together.

Only this Suihan Xiaozhu left only Shen Nanzhu's memories.

After resealing the wine and burying it, Xie Meiting staggered into the house.

The interior of the house is different from the luxurious Wanlian outside. It is pure and moist.

The portraits hanging on the walls are not landscapes, nor flowers and birds.

Each one is a simple portrait drawn with a plain brush.

Not gorgeous, but refined.

There are young men among thousands of flowers, young men in the middle of the lotus pond, young men taking a nap in the pavilion, young men standing against the light, young men with their sleeves folded and playing the piano.
Hundreds of portraits, which are far from the number of that brand, are scattered all over the wall, leaving almost no gaps.

A breeze came in from the open door, and a corner of the drawing paper was blown up, revealing more portraits that were hidden underneath.

Every picture made Xie Meiting feel sore and unbearable.

On the somewhat messy table case, there are uncleaned inkstones and half-painted portraits.

Xie Meiting held the sapphire pen holder uncontrollably, and what appeared in front of his eyes was the portrait of his sister whom he had admired since childhood.

A little unsteady on his feet, he accidentally knocked down several boxes piled up on the table.

The box was unlocked, and when it fell to the ground, it made a clanging sound, and a stack of letterheads inside spilled out.

Xie Meiting leaned over to pick it up, but stopped when he picked up the letter.

On the first letter was the handwriting that made him very familiar but somewhat messy.

"At that time, I was intoxicated with beautiful people, and the beauty was as delicate as a flower."

"Today, the beauty abandons me, and the brothel is the end of the sky."

"The end of the world is beautiful and beautiful, and the moon is full and short."

"The cicada with emerald eyebrows is parting from the temples, and the heart is broken when you can't see it."

"The heart is broken, how many miles?"

"Drunk and lying on the clouds of Wushan Mountain in my dream, I feel tears dripping down the river."

"The flowers and trees on both sides of the Shujiang River are deep, and the beauties are not there to worry about people's hearts."

"With sorrow, I play the green qiqin. If you turn up the strings, there will be no bosom friend."

"The beauty is the beauty, I don't know it's the evening rain, and it's the morning cloud."

"Lovesick plum blossoms overnight, suddenly came to the window and suspected that it was the king."

"--December [-]th of the Gengchen Year Thinking about My Love"

There are a lot of letter paper, some are poems, some are words, and the somewhat messy strokes express her disturbed and depressed mood.

But he never knew.

He always thought she was romantic and affectionate.

But she didn't know that she had so much affection for herself!

In the past four years, she has left so many things in Suihan Xiaozhu!
"A Ting!"

A dark green figure with a little panic came in from outside the door, and he was obviously relieved after seeing the boy squatting on the ground.

Xie Meiting hadn't been to the banquet hall for a long time, and the people sent out said they didn't see it, so she must have panicked.

Since even the flower banquet couldn't continue, everyone looked for it in Wanlian Villa.

The entire villa was in chaos, Shen Nanzhu even sent people to salvage the bottom of the lake in desperation.

It wasn't until Shen Nanzhu thought of Suihan Xiaozhu in this remote corner that he found Xie Meiting who had forgotten the time.

Looking at the box that fell to the ground, the scattered letter paper and the paintings on the wall, and the young man leaning against the corner of the table holding a letter paper with dull eyes.

Shen Nanzhu's heart that had just been let go suddenly picked up.

"A Ting? Why did you come here without saying anything?"

She remembered that the door was locked!

How did you get in? !

Xie Yaohua, Xie Yaocha and others who were worried about Xie Meiting also followed Shen Nanzhu into Suihan Xiaozhu.

At a glance, he was shocked in place by the portraits on the walls of the room.

They know that Shen Nanzhu has always spent money generously. She has also spent a lot of money for many people and had many romantic affairs.

But Xie Meiting is probably the only person who is willing to let Shen Nanzhu put in so much effort!

The boy on the ground heard the familiar voice, his eye feathers trembled slightly, and he slowly regained his senses.

Looking up at the worried Shen Nanzhu with his red eyes, the teardrops hanging on his eyelashes fell down in a flash.

Shen Nanzhu's heart ached when she saw it.

"A Ting, A Ting, I don't mean to blame you, don't cry!"

"This Wanlian Villa is also yours, you can go wherever you want!"

In the past few years, this Suihan Xiaozhu has always been a place for her to relieve her worries and thoughts.

Here she is You Rou, who is different from the vigorous and resolute Young Master Shen outside.

She didn't want anyone to know the other side of Young Master Shen, so she locked it up.

No one has always been allowed to enter, and offenders will be punished heavily.

But since it was Xie Meiting who broke in, she could only accommodate.

"Shen Nanzhu!"

The boy's voice was hoarse after crying.

This was the first time he called her by her full name.

Not as close as Sister Zhu, nor as alienated as Young Master Shen.

There was a hint of accusation and grievance caught in it, which made Shen Nanzhu's heart tremble.

"I'm here. I'm here. Suihan Xiaozhu made you unhappy? I'll destroy it, will you be happy?"

Shen Nanzhu, who was in a state of confusion, said in a panic.

She had never seen Ah Ting crying so sadly, and she just wondered if there was something here that made him unhappy.

That being the case, no matter what kind of place it is to relieve worries and thoughts, just destroy it all!

Gu Qianqiu, who was hidden on the roof, felt his forehead while listening to these words.

Even Xie Meiting choked up after hearing this, and an angry look flashed across his clouded eyes.

"Shen Nanzhu, you bastard!"

You still want to destroy this place!
The expressions of Xie Yaohua and sisters changed slightly when they heard the words. It was said that this was the first time they heard their dignified brother utter foul language.

Looking at the young man who was leaning on the corner of the table crying with pear blossoms and crying, and even gritted his teeth and called her an asshole, Shen Nanzhu hugged the young man in his arms distressedly.

"Yes, yes, I'm an asshole, I'm wrong, you said what you want, don't cry, okay?"

"I want to explain, you explain to me!"

The young man's voice was muffled and even weeping.

Shen Nanzhu let go of the boy a little, seeing the resolute look in the boy's reddened eyes, and sighed inwardly.

She glanced slightly back at the people following her, and whispered in the boy's ear as if compromising.

"Wait for me to whisper it to you, okay?"

Saying that, Shen Nanzhu looked at the young man's expression anxiously, fearing that he would not accept it and leave in anger again, refusing to see her.

That's why she couldn't explain it even if she wanted to.

"it is good."

The young man answered in a muffled voice with red eyes, causing Shen Nanzhu to raise his eyes with a flash of light.

He said yes!
It's been a long time, and this is the first time he said hello to her!

　That poem is taken from Lu Tong's "Something Thoughts", with deletions and revisions

　　
　
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