Chapter 79: The Note
After finishing her makeup, Liu Huixiang returned to the table and sat down, holding the pen in her bare hands. However, the tip of the pen hovered for a long time but she still couldn't write.
How to write it?
She couldn't just write something like "I miss you". This "note delivery" had already used up all her courage, and she couldn't go any further.
How to express her feelings tactfully and elegantly on a small note is her last stubbornness!
After struggling for a long time, she accidentally glanced at the manuscript paper beside the table, which was full of simplified numbers...
There is a way!
Liu Huixiang's watery eyes suddenly lit up.
Mathematics!
The day before in the study, after Su Xian taught her to read and write simplified numbers, he said that he would teach her simple addition and subtraction next.
Isn’t this a reason!
Liu Huixiang suddenly smiled, her plump red lips gently pursed, the corners of her lips slowly lifted up, and a smile blossomed on her pretty face.
It is true that people are more beautiful than flowers.
She picked up the pen with her bare hands, but when the tip of the pen lightly touched the paper, she stopped.
Because I haven't written for a long time, the ink on the brush has half solidified.
After dipping the brush in ink and re-moistening it, she wrote each stroke of the exquisite hairpin-shaped small calligraphy on the paper with a very serious look on her face.
Soon, I put down my pen and the book was finished.
She cut the paper into small strips and crumpled them into a ball.
He walked to the wall again, moved the shuttlecock with great effort, aimed at the small hole in the beam, and threw it with all his strength.
Failed!
First, the note was too light. Second, Liu Huixiang was too weak.
…
at the same time.
Separated by a wall is Su Xian's bedroom.
An oil lamp was placed on the only old wooden table, with a tiny flame flickering.
Su Xian sat cross-legged on the bed, looking at Yang Zhilan who was also sitting cross-legged on the quilt on the floor beside the bed, with a helpless look on his face, and chatted about Yang Zhilan's identity and household registration.
"...Your situation is more complicated. According to the identity I made up for you, you are a refugee! The imperial court is not very friendly to refugees, and they arrest anyone they see."
Over the past two days, Su Xian has inquired about this matter through various channels, and all of them are similar to what Tang Shujing said.
As for fabricating a household registration... it was also difficult, and Su Xian couldn't ask Tang Ju for help.
He could speak up for Tang Shujing, but Tang Shujing was...
Su Xian pondered for a while, but had no idea for the time being. He suddenly turned his head to look at Yang Zhilan and found that she was staring at the hole in the wall with her neck tilted, which was only wide enough for one person to crawl through.
"What are you looking at?"
Su Xian felt inexplicably guilty.
Su Xian did not close the entrance of the cave.
He lay in bed looking at the hole, always thinking of what happened that night.
A faint woman's fragrance seemed to float from the cave entrance... He once thought evilly about sneaking over to spy on Madam Liu, or lying on the wall to chat with her, but he did not put it into practice in the end.
Because he didn't know how Liu Huixiang would view this matter.
After all, she comes from a scholarly family and attaches great importance to reputation.
"There's someone next door!"
Yang Zhilan turned her neck back, expressionless.
Su Xian was surprised, "How do you know there is someone?"
"Next door... should be Madam Liu's boudoir!" Yang Zhilan looked at him and spoke word by word with a very certain tone.
"You guessed wrong. There is no one next door. It's an empty house. As for this hole... it should have been dug by a rat, right?" Su Xian grinned. He didn't even believe what he said.
Yang Zhilan did not refute, but looked at him calmly and said, "I have been to Madam Liu's boudoir. After that night, I have learned about the structure of this house... Behind this wall is Madam Liu's boudoir! "
"wrong!"
Su Xian jumped off the bed, stood in front of Yang Zhilan, and said seriously: "The house next door is indeed Madam Liu's house, but it is definitely not Madam Liu's boudoir. It's just an empty room with no one living in it!"
However, just as he finished his words, something suddenly flew out from the hole in the wall and landed on the ground between the two of them in a parabola.
It seemed to be a metal object, and it made a crisp sound when it fell to the ground.
Well……
Su Xian and Yang Zhilan turned their heads to look at the hole in the wall, and then looked at the metal object on the ground at the same time.
It was a gold hairpin that women wore on their heads, with a small note tied to it with a hairband.
After seeing clearly what it was, they both looked up and looked at each other.
Yang Zhilan showed no expression, nor did she show any sarcasm or criticism towards Su Xian. She was very calm.
Su Xian was a little embarrassed. He had just said that no one lived next door, but then something flew out of the cave... Wasn't it obvious that there was someone next door?
He was slapped in the face.
Fortunately, Zhilan didn't say much... Su Xian picked up the hairpin as if nothing had happened, and found some words on the small note. He suddenly felt very strange.
The note was passed around, making it seem like high school students were in love... Su Xian opened his hairband, took out the small note, unfolded it, and saw that it turned out that Liu Huixiang invited him to come over to explain mathematics.
Explaining mathematics is just an excuse... Su Xian understood everything clearly, he held the small piece of paper and read it again and again, and couldn't help but grinning.
It turns out that Mrs. Liu also had such thoughts. Haha, if he had known this, he should have just climbed over the wall to date her.
Su Xian had seen crazier things when it came to dating...climbing over the wall was just child's play, nothing serious.
After putting away the small note and the gold hairpin, Su Xian found that Yang Zhilan was staring at him with a calm look, probably curious about why he was grinning just now.
"You guessed right. The room next door is indeed Madam Liu's boudoir." Su Xian thought about it and admitted generously, "I taught her mathematics the day before yesterday. She was so eager to learn that she invited me to continue teaching her."
"Sir, are you going?" Yang Zhilan asked.
"Go, why not?"
Su Xian dodged slightly and said, "Madam Liu, only if you learn mathematics well can you make more money. Then my dividend will also increase... In short, it's a good thing."
You already have a huge sum of more than three thousand taels... Yang Zhilan had a blank expression on her face. She sat motionless on the quilt and stopped talking.
Su Xian ignored her, went out to get a ladder, put it on the wall, and climbed up using his hands and feet.
After just two steps, Su Xian felt like there was a thorn in his back.
When he turned around, he saw that it was Yang Zhilan who was staring at him from behind. Although her gaze was calm, it always gave people a burning feeling.
After all, according to his classmate and good friend Lin Chuan, his current behavior is... stealing.
Stealing people!
Steal the pretty widow next door!
"Zhilan, can you... turn around?" Su Xian said.
Yang Zhilan turned sideways silently.
Feeling much better...Su Hyun continued to climb.
However, halfway up, he felt the ladder was a little shaky, so he stopped again, turned his head and looked at Yang Zhilan with a shy smile, "Zhilan, can you help me hold the ladder?"
Yang Zhilan walked over silently, and after putting her hands on the ladder, Su Xian felt as steady as a rock.
He successfully climbed up the wall and stepped on the beam. Before his upper body was about to enter the cave, he instructed Yang Zhilan, "You just wait down there and don't leave, and don't come up to eavesdrop. Got it?"
Yang Zhilan looked up at him and nodded slightly.
Su Xian felt relieved, and then dived into the cave entrance...
