Chapter 311 (1/2)

Xie Heng was slightly stunned, and then said calmly, ”thank you, shopkeeper Wen.”

Warm wine: ”

She originally wanted to find him a place to shelter from the rain for the night. She didn't think that as soon as he opened his mouth, she turned this into her invitation to him to go back to shelter from the rain.

Words have been spoken, like water can't be recovered.

Warm wine hardened his head and said, ”you're welcome.”

She raised her hand to open the oil paper umbrella. Xie Heng on her side suddenly stretched out his hand, and his fingertips passed through her hair. He was frozen by the night wind. I don't know what he wanted to do.

The ink like green silk passes through the young man's white fingertips, and black and white reflect each other under the light.

Xie Heng's hand rubbed Wen Jiu's cheek, but he didn't stop at all. He just held the umbrella handle“ How about lending me another half umbrella? Shopkeeper Wen. ”

The young man does not squint. He really looks like a gentleman.

It was as if she had never faced her before.

Wenjiu emptied his hand and said to himself: did you give me a chance to say something?

Immediately, he walked into the street with Xie Heng.

The wind and rain at night were cold. She was cold all over, but her cheek touched by Xie Heng was hot.

On his side, Xie Heng changed an umbrella without any trace, just passed through her hair, carried it behind her, and rubbed it gently.

Two people who had tacitly agreed that they would not see each other from all over the world, holding the same oil paper umbrella, walked along the silent long street, and the swinging lanterns under the eaves could not clearly illuminate each other's faces.

The full moon is missing and dark clouds are everywhere.

Xie Heng came all the way to clean up the mess. Wen Jiu had just escaped death. This night was not the same as the beautiful scenery on a good day, but a rare moment of peaceful coexistence between the two since they left the imperial capital.

Although no one spoke, he walked on the bluestone board at a distance.

Maybe the wind and rain disturbed the pace, or the warm wine disturbed the mind for the rest of the life. Unexpectedly, he stepped into the water pit and the whole person fell forward.

Xie Heng on his side reached out and grabbed her. After taking two steps, he let go and continued to carry his hand behind his back, ”it's impolite for a moment.”

He said so gracefully and politely that he would never let go without holding her in Yunzhou.

Wen Jiu looked down at the road, his shoes were wet, and his feet were penetrated by the cold. He couldn't say how uncomfortable it was, but it was less than one ten thousandth of what Xie Heng brought politely in front of her.

Obviously, she said those words, but why did Xie Heng really do it, but her heart seemed empty.

She never spoke. Xie Heng pursed his lips and said, ”Wen...”

”Shut up.” Wen Jiu looked up at him. Only then did he realize that he had overreacted and scolded himself in his heart.

Looking for words as usual, ”general Xie must be very tired all the way. I'd better say a few more words to refresh myself.”

I haven't seen Xie Heng like it so much before. There's nothing to talk about.

Now every sentence blocked her heart, but there were more words.

Xie Heng held his umbrella and said slowly, ”I'm not tired.”

Warm wine was blocked again and took a deep breath, ”I'm tired.”

Is this the assembly?