You are the only one who dreams back to the previous life

Chapter 60

The fourth day of April is the book drying day, every time this season.The smell of books in the palace is not because the books are moldy, but because the different papers exude different smells.

Books bound with fresh and tender bamboo-made yuanshu paper, the fresh fragrance of bamboo rushes to the face as soon as you open it.The rice paper made of high-quality green sandalwood bark is smooth to the touch, but it is not easy to melt ink, and it does not have the weird smell of ordinary rice paper.Rare Tibetan paper is also available here. The paper made of chamaejasma chamaejasme is tough and not easy to be eaten by insects, but be careful not to be "poisoned" when using it.Ciqing paper, the calligraphy on it is worth a thousand gold, and the ink mixed with powder of gold, silver, coral, and pearl is really "the book has its own golden house".

Standing in front of the library door, I couldn't help laughing.He obviously came to see the excitement, but he came to help when his heart softened.Walking into this small building wrapped in red paint, it is like an ordinary library, with books stacked on top of each other.On the bookshelf closest to the door, I took down a stack of books and carried them to the camphor wood table for drying books outside.Repeating the same action, when I entered for the second time, I unexpectedly heard a 'click' sound, like the sound of a mouse, but it was coming from upstairs.

I looked up and there was a figure.Driven by idle curiosity, I went upstairs.Head slightly below the floor of the second floor, only to see a man leaning against the inside of the window frame to test.The warm sunshine shone on him warmly, as if he was immersed in the gorgeous morning glow.

"Is it 'Shake the book on the window bamboo shadow table' or 'Fashion and wash, leaning on the river tower alone'." The man moved slightly, and I could see that it was him.I asked jokingly.

"That's a description of a woman." He turned his head awkwardly, and gave me a cold look.

"Ah, that is, Yang Huaxue leaning on the railing and flicking her sleeves..."

"Enough!" He interrupted impatiently, "You don't have words to describe men?"

"Ah, in my impression, men don't lean on the window sill to bask in the sun. In fact, neither do women. Cats are more likely." I shrugged, feeling ironic involuntarily.I hope to return to the original state, but 'love answer and ignore' is not what I want.

"You!" He was at a loss for words and was angry about it.

I'm not used to looking up, so I simply took a few more flights of stairs.Unexpectedly, the library was in disrepair for a long time, and I broke the stairs with one foot.My body suddenly lost its center of gravity, and I was about to fall heavily. I didn't want to close my eyes face to face.I don't want to see his resolute face before I die.I didn't scream and didn't expect him to catch me in time.If I can only get along like this in the future, then I might as well die.

He still took my hand and put it in a thick embrace like a wall. It's been a long time...

The stairs are broken, and it is temporarily impossible to go downstairs.The library is located in a remote place, and it will take some time for people to come.Squatting on the ground bored, watching him quietly reading a book.At the same time quietly recall his chest.The first time I saw him, I bumped into his chest, and then when Kangxi was attacked.The previous time kneeling made his legs numb, but the next time he was directly stabbed.It's not a good thing, and it's the same this time, almost dead.

I, who have always been greedy for life, actually felt that 'forget it', it's so weird.The last time I had such an idea was because of Zichen's death. I was clamoring to die for love, and I cut my wrist again and never tried again.But now looking at his cold and resolute face, I still have the urge to want to die.He has surpassed Zichen and become the only love!

(End of this chapter)