Let Me Draw a Card In the Infinite World - Chapter 77

Another woman’s voice came from inside the door. The voice sounded a lot softer, and the volume was not loud. Fu Xiangxiang and the others couldn’t hear exactly what she said, only from the person’s tone that she seemed to be comforting the crying woman.

After a long while, dragging footsteps came from inside the door. Fu Xiangxiang and Lin You hurriedly rubbed the soles of their feet and slipped back to their rooms.

The two of them entered the room without locking the door. They only said that the door was hidden, leaving a gap, and they continued to listen to the movement of the room not far away.

There was a creak in the corridor and the sound of the door being opened, and then a woman said warmly: “It’s already so late, and you are tired too. Go back to the room and take a good rest.”

This voice is very familiar, it is Sister Wang.

Immediately afterwards, another familiar female voice sounded, with a clear cry in her voice: “But…I’m really scared, Sister Wang, will they come to me?”

It is Feng Hui, Fu Xiangxiang and Lin You’s roommates.

Seeing Feng Hui was about to cry again, Sister Wang stopped her words immediately: “Okay, don’t think about it, I will figure out how to do this. They really want to come, and they can’t find you, you first Let’s go back!”

Feng Hui sobbed and responded, “Well, sister Wang, I’ll go back first.”

She said that she moved towards her room step by step.

When Feng Hui opened the door of the room, she unexpectedly found that the light in the room was brightly lit, and her two roommates were sitting side by side on the chairs in front of the writing desk, looking at her with arms folded, looking at her in a ready form.

Feng Hui couldn’t help but flinched in the sharp eyes of the two, Nane said: “It’s so late, are you two still asleep?”

Fu Xiangxiang asked back: “Are you coming back so late?”

Lin You added: “Did you cry just now? Why?”

Feng Hui was taken aback, and subconsciously denied: “Cry? I didn’t!”

Fu Xiangxiang stared at her rabbit-like red eyes and the tears on the corners of her eyes, feeling that these words were too foolish for them. She didn’t bother to go around the corner any more, and asked directly: “Lin You and I went downstairs to wash our faces just now. When we came back, we passed by Sister Wang’s room and heard you crying inside.”

Feng Hui stroked her hair uncomfortably: “There was such a big incident tonight, and the magician suddenly died in a good manner. I was so sad that I couldn’t hold back…”

“Oh!” Fu Xiangxiang turned his head to look at her: “But since you fell from Liu Dong, something is already wrong, and Cheng Wei was not dead at that time!”

“I…” Feng Hui opened her mouth and couldn’t find anything to refute.

Fu Xiangxiang only heard a few words for the time being, but he still wanted to swindle her. She rolled her eyes and slowed down her tone: “Actually, although Lin You and I did not stay in the group as long as you, we have heard a little about what happened three years ago.”

When Feng Hui heard the words “three years ago”, she immediately changed her complexion, and her whole body trembled slightly unconsciously, “You…what have you heard?”

Fu Xiangxiang pretentiously shook his head sadly: “Isn’t that the thing! Hey, it’s really miserable. Although I didn’t see it with my own eyes, I was scared just by listening…”

Feng Hui couldn’t help but let out a scream, she herself immediately realized her gaffe, covered her mouth with her hand, rushed back to her bed, pulled the quilt to cover herself, and shrank into the quilt. Lithose shivered: “No… it’s none of my business, the fire was an accident, really an accident! The police have investigated…”

“Fire?” Fu Xiangxiang’s eyes lit up.

Was it a fire three years ago?

Lin You turned his arm around and signaled her to watch the progress of the plot on the screen. The (45/100) progress bar fully indicated that the fire in three years was the key point of the plot.

Fu Xiangxiang approached Feng Hui and wanted to ask a few more questions, but Feng Hui stayed in the quilt and refused to come out.

Lin You also stood up, the two slowed down, adopted a gentle policy, soothing and comforting, trying to get a little more from Feng Hui’s mouth. It’s a pity that the clues that NPCs can give are also limited by conditions. No matter how they ask, Feng Hui doesn’t speak any more, and finally doesn’t ask anything, so she has to give up.

It’s too late, and it’s almost bright without going to bed.

Fu Xiangxiang and Lin You were also very sleepy, and hurriedly went back to bed to make up for sleep.

Fu Xiangxiang was very sleepy, but Feng Hui, who was on the bed next door, was still huddled in the quilt, and from time to time there was a dull sob or two, which made her a little hard to sleep. After all, Feng Hui finally became honest, and only then did she start to feel a little sleepy.

When he was about to fall asleep in a daze, Fu Xiangxiang realized that his consciousness seemed to be detaching from his body.

Like the scene in the movie, a phantom self slowly floated up, bowed his head in the sky, and could see another self lying on the bed.

Fu Xiangxiang blinked, is he so tired that his soul is out of his body? Still having a strange dream?

At this time, the surrounding scenes changed suddenly, and a clear stream of bamboo forest appeared in front of him.

Fu Xiangxiang looked at the mountains in the distance and the gurgling streams in and out. The scenery was very familiar, and it was clearly the “state of mind” Qin Shisan brought her to last time.

When Fu Xiangxiang turned around, he saw the quaint and quiet small courtyard.

Fu Xiangxiang was overjoyed, and before he could tell whether it was Qin Shisan’s mood or his own dream, he walked towards the courtyard.

Although the courtyard was separated by a door, that door opened automatically after Fu Xiangxiang approached, welcoming guests.

Fu Xiangxiang was like an overly lively little rabbit living in his heart, and he couldn’t stop jumping up and down.

This is Qin Shisan’s state of mind, and this door must be equivalent to his heart door. She immediately felt like she had a privilege in Qin Shisan’s heart, and a secret ecstasy rose in her heart.

and many more! She changed her mind and thought, if this one herself is dreaming, isn’t it the same as forcing herself in Qin Shisan’s mood?

She couldn’t help her face being hot, so she asked for her face, Fu Xiangxiang!

She had been to this yard last time and was already familiar with the layout inside.

Fu Xiangxiang walked slowly through the yard and came to the house.

Her steps were very light, she only glanced in the small hall without even entering the study.

She did not see Qin Shisan’s figure, nor did she deliberately call Qin Shisan. She always felt that no matter whether this was Qin Shisan’s mood or not, she was like an uninvited stray person, just walking around the periphery. It would be a bit rude to look too closely.

Quickly walked into the backyard corridor.

This is Fu Xiangxiang’s favorite place in the state of mind. He always feels that every scene and thing are of great taste, and the ancient meaning is full of unique ingenuity.

Continuing back along the corridor, a squiggly piano sound came from his ears, and Fu Xiangxiang was slightly startled and slowed down subconsciously.

In the pavilion at the end of the corridor, an elegant figure was sitting on a bluestone bench, raising his hand to play the piano.

Unlike the young man in white with long hair fluttering in the scene of Fuqin in the film and television drama, the young man in front of him is dressed in a black robe, with light gold runes faintly flowing on the hem of the placket and sleeves.

This color is not half dull on him, and it makes his skin whiter and his lips thicker. His raven-like black hair was in a bun in the back of his head, not at all messy, making his gesture of gestures a little more free and easy.

Fu Xiangxiang approached gently, and the young man playing Qin casually raised his head to meet her gaze. The young man seemed to be quite surprised, his hands stagnated, and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly: “Girl Xiangxiang?”

Fu Xiangxiang was a little embarrassed: “Excuse me, did you bother to play the piano?”

Qin Shisan stood up and appeared beside her in an instant.

The corners of the young man’s lips rose, and his eyes were full of joy: “Why do you interrupt the girl’s presence? I am overjoyed in the next.”

Fu Xiangxiang’s heartbeat beats inexplicably fast for a few beats. For a while, he didn’t know where to project his gaze. He lowered his head and randomly searched for a topic: “So this is really your state of mind? But… how did I get in?”

So this is really not a dream.

But she just wanted to fall asleep in a daze, so how could she run into his state of mind without authorization?

Qin Shisan stared at her with an extremely gentle voice: “The last time the girl came in, the state of mind underneath had opened the restriction for the girl’s spiritual consciousness.”

Fu Xiangxiang was taken aback: “What is that? It is equivalent to giving me a permission to enter?”

Qin Shisan nodded lightly and explained in detail: “Similar. If you compare your current state of mind to a house, the girl now holds the key to that house.”

He bowed his head slightly and stared at her: “As long as the girl has this will, she can enter her state of mind.”

He seemed to think of something, his eyes smiled even more, and his eyes were almost scorching eagerly: “Girl Xiangxiang can think of being underneath, and she wants to see underneath, so that she can appear in her heart. Underneath…I am very happy. .”

Fu Xiangxiang was a little surprised. Qin Shisan carried the gentleman’s demeanor with him, and never lost his attitude, but right now this man not only looked straightforward and candid, but even his words were equally straightforward.

Qin Shisan always restrained himself and respected himself, and always used the polite and modest terms such as “Zai Xia” and “Qin” to himself. He rarely called himself “I”.

But right now, the little Taoist actually changed his title, and said “I’m very happy” without any secret, presumably he was really happy.

Fu Xiangxiang’s face was hot. This time Qin Shisan did not offer an invitation, but he automatically entered his state of mind. Is it true that, as he said, it was because he thought of him and wanted to see him, so that he could successfully enter?

And how ambiguous you can hear the words “into the state of mind”!

Fu Xiangxiang wanted to remind the other party that he was only in his heart, but did not want to enter his heart.

Can state of mind and heart be the same thing?

Isn’t it…?

Fu Xiangxiang was a little confused for a while, and his entangled mind was that his face became redder and red, and his toes on the ground were about to dig out a courtyard.

She has been single for two decades, but she still lacks the experience of coping.

Fortunately, Qin Shisan’s gentleman demeanor was not lost. He did not continue the topic of “state of mind”, but intimately noticed the sleepiness of Fu Xiangxiang’s face: “Is the girl mentally exhausted?”

Fu Xiangxiang realized that he must have thought of Qin Shisan because he couldn’t sleep well. After all, according to previous experience, Xiao Shisan had a good way to sleep.

Fu Xiangxiang suddenly became calm, his face was not hot, and his heartbeat slowed down: Sister didn’t miss you, just your sleeping skills.

Uh, wait, why does it seem more ambiguous!

Fu Xiangxiang shook his head quickly to get rid of the messy thoughts in his mind, and nodded frankly: “It’s very sleepy.”

Qin Shisan was clear: “Girl, please come with me.”

He said that he took Fu Xiangxiang and walked toward the pavilion.

Qin Shisan pulled Fu Xiangxiang and sat in the pavilion. Instead of making tea this time, he handed her a small white porcelain bottle. Fu Xiangxiang recognized that this was the spiritual dew he had drunk for himself before, which could relieve fatigue.

It’s just that Qin Shisan had only arms as high at the time, and the small bottle he gave was only a little bit smaller. Qin Shisan is now half a head taller than her, and the bottle of Linglu has naturally become bigger, the size of a milk bottle.

Fu Xiangxiang was also not welcome, but took a sip of the bottle of Linglu, which was refreshing and pleasant, with fragrance on his teeth and cheeks. Sure enough, it is still a familiar taste!

Fu Xiangxiang sipped Linglu, making him feel much better.

Qin Shisan sat down beside the guqin, raised his hand and began to play the qin.

The melodious and beautiful melody pours out from his fingertips, clank, like a clear spring, like a flowing cloud, Fu Xiangxiang only feels that the sound of the piano is clear at first, but it is very soft in his ears, like an invisible hand lightly in his mind. Caressed, very ironed.

At the end of the song, Fu Xiangxiang watched him: “This song is also soothing, right?”

Qin Shisan nodded, “Does the girl feel more comfortable?”

Fu Xiangxiang lowered his head and chuckled, knowing that this guy will always be so considerate.

She raised her head and looked into his eyes: “Thank you!”

Qin Shisan slowly shook his head, his clear eyes resembling the moon reflected in a deep pool: “Girl Xiangxiang, you will never have to say thank you.”

The warm current in Fu Xiangxiang’s chest, she bit her lip: “Xiao Thirteen, you don’t have to be so polite to me!”

Qin Shisan was slightly taken aback.

Fu Xiangxiang looked at him and smiled: “You can call me’Xiangxiang’, and you don’t have to say’I’m down’ all the time.”

Qin Shisan fixed her eyes on her. The girl’s brilliant smile was like summer flowers and autumn leaves, as if the sun and colors favored her a little bit, so dazzling and so vivid that people can’t move it at first glance. Open your eyes.

After a while, he bent his eyes slightly, nodded seriously, and called her name: “Xiangxiang, here…” He accidentally said a word, and quickly changed his words: “I know!”