Chapter 50 (1/2)

At sunset, Bingwen asked sang Yi to go back first and went to Shuangsheng Inn alone. These days, he has been thinking about telling him before leaving Beijing in early summer that it is best to take Xie Jiming to his yard to live before the scientific examination.

He mentioned it to Xie Jiming several times, but he refused it without any discussion.

Bingwen frowns and doesn't know what to do.

At Shuangsheng Inn, Yin Guangbo and Kong Changhui still gather in shizhongfei's room. Bingwen invited them to have dinner together. The four had a good time drinking and talking about poetry.

Until the dawn of the lantern, the moon has tilted to the west, the time of the sea has come, and people set the time.

Bingwen raised a toast to them and wished them a golden list tomorrow. All three were smiling and modest, and drank it at once.

Bingwen sent the three of them upstairs. When they returned to their room, they came to Xie Jiming's room and knocked at the door.

Xie Jiming opened the door and saw that it was him. He went back to the house without expression.

Bingwen was used to this smelly stone and asked with a smile, ”won't Mr. Xie go back to the yard with me?”

”Are you annoying? You said you wouldn't go.” Xie Jiming looked disgusted.

”I heard that the four halls came down three times and were pouted back by you?”

Xie Jiming snorted coldly.

”If you hadn't taken out that handwritten letter, you wouldn't have been pouted back by me many times.”

Bingwen helped his forehead. He felt a little headache and asked curiously, ”I sent that handwritten letter to my husband. Really don't you share it with me?”

”You didn't write it. Don't you know someone who writes calligraphy? Ask yourself.”

Bingwen pressed his temple and felt that if he said more words to Xie Jiming, he would have to reduce his life by a few years.

”Since you won't go back with me, I'll live with you tonight.” Bingwen thought that he couldn't move. Bian Hao stayed to protect Xie Jiming and just slept here himself.

”No, what are you doing with me?” Jie Jiming's disgust on his face pushed him out.

”Hey, hey, I tell you, it's the person who wrote the calligraphy who told me to protect your safety before the scientific examination.” Bingwen shouted as he pushed away his hand.

”He asked?” Xie Jiming stopped pushing.

Bingwen nodded sincerely.

”Then sleep in that bed and don't hinder me from reading.”

Bingwen looked at Xie Jiming's slightly soft face and thought that smelly stone had really become a good face.

Bingwen stayed in the room bored. Looking at Xie Jiming who was reading alone, he said, ”you usually read enough books. Just relax before the exam.”

Xie Jiming put down the book and glanced at him.

When Bingwen saw that he had put down his book, he proposed, ”how about playing chess?”

Xie Jiming thought for a while and agreed. The two played chess.