Xie Jiashu nodded, Xie Jianing smiled and poked Xie Jiashu's forehead, "I'm not impressed by the sound today, otherwise this young master would definitely not come. I'm surprised that they all have double pupils, so why are there any different personalities between Brother Shu and his uncle?"

Xie Jiashu ignored Xie Jianing's jokes and lowered his head to drink tea. Xie Jianing turned around and talked about the play he wanted to perform with Qiu Busui, Deng Wenya.

After a while, a martial artist came on stage with a clanging sound and started singing.

The girls rarely have the opportunity to listen to operas. At the beginning, there were laughter and noises, but gradually they all lowered and all focused on watching.

Qiu Xiyin didn't like the slow tone of babbling. She saw that the martial artists had a bit of charm when they turned around, so she stared at the stage.

After the martial artist finished singing, another flowery face came on stage. Not only did he speak loudly, his burly and fat figure really had no idea. Qiu Xiyin lowered his head and took a sip of tea. He went to see Xie Jiashu, but saw Xie Jiashu holding the book again. He didn't even notice her looking at him.

He has always been like this. He is very dedicated to reading, calligraphy, piano and painting. His quiet side face is as beautiful as paintings dyed with ink.

Who wants his life to such a beautiful and uncontested person, and even rarely appears in Chongguang's courtyard?

And can she save him?

This year in her previous life, she returned to the capital from the Xie family on the ninth day of the twelfth lunar month and agreed with Xie Jiashu to go back after fifteen.

At that time, she had already regarded the Xie family as her own home, but there was Old Lady Qiu, and the Qiu family's Qiu family made her afraid.

On the night of New Year's Eve, everyone in the Qiu family gathered together to stay up to the New Year. She was weak and could not stand it all night. Every year, the grandmother would hold her in her arms and tell her strange stories in a long tone. Before she knew it, she fell asleep. When she woke up, it was the next morning and her year was over.

But that year, she didn't have a grandmother, and even with her mother, because she was not happy with the old lady, she could only force herself to hold on. For the first time, she felt that the long night was really slow and long, so she couldn't see the end.

At that time, she didn't know that the longer night was still behind.

After a while, Dongfang finally gradually became brighter. Qiu Xiyin felt that she was light and the only weight of her head was like a lead-filled head. She felt that her neck could not hold her head.

Fortunately, it was almost over and it was dawn. She thought about it like this, and then she heard a slamming into the door, and Lan Qi, covered in mud, rolled in.

Then Lan Qi choked up and said her life's nightmare. He said, "Auntie, my aunt, the fourth master accidentally fell into the water last night and was gone. The old man asked my aunt and my aunt to go to Xie's house to attend the funeral immediately."

Until he saw Xie Jiashu's body swollen and pale soaked by the cold pool water, Qiu Xiyin couldn't believe it. The person who was telling him to take good care of him a few days ago had his life been taken away by the river and disappeared.

Feng rushed to her almost madly, pinched her neck tightly, and shouted sternly, "Brother Shu refused to close his eyes. He couldn't bear to leave you. Go and accompany him! Go and accompany him!"

She was stunned and had no idea of ​​resistance, nor did she know who snatched her from Feng's hand. It seemed that someone was scolding Feng's hand. Feng's family was pulled by a group of people and could not get close to her at all, but she was still crying.

She was shouting, "Yinyin, Brother Shu likes you the most. He can't bear to leave you and refuses to close his eyes. You go with him, go with him, aunt begs you, please, aunt kowtows you, you go with him, go with him..."

Qiu Xiyin looked at her, and with extreme sorrow, she became particularly calm. She heard herself saying, "Auntie, my cousin's death is not careless, nor is it accidental. Someone killed him. Auntie, I can't die. I want to avenge my cousin. If I avenge, I will go with him."

She said as she picked off the cat's eyeliner headband that had been worn on her head since Xie Jiashu sent her, put it next to Xie Jiashu's pillow, and said to him cautiously, "Cousin, you go first, I will avenge you and go with you."

She felt her grandfather's cold hand holding her hand and putting it on Xie Jiashu's eyes, wiping it gently, and when she lifted it up again, Xie Jiashu's half-open eyes closed peacefully, and at the same time, a hot tear fell on the back of her hand, which was grandfather's tears.

Then, she was hugged tightly by her grandfather and heard him choking and saying to her, "Yinyin, it's enough for you to have this kind of heart. If Brother Shu was really hurt by someone, his grandfather wouldn't let him go.

Don’t care about these things, just grow up safely and healthily. This is what your cousin wants to see the most.”

She did not listen to her grandfather's advice, and she never let go of Xie Jiashu's death in her life, but she never found out who killed him in her life. It was useless-

"Yinyin?"

As if she noticed that her breath was unstable, Xie Jiashu suddenly raised her head from the book and screamed softly.

Qiu Xiyin hurriedly lowered her head in concealment. The moment she lowered her head, she saw a piece of blue clothes flashing through her eyes.

She subconsciously wanted to raise her head, but then suddenly reacted, but instead lowered her head deeper, reached out to cover her eyes, and thought about it carefully.

She sat opposite her. Xie Jiamu was wearing a sky-blue robe today. According to the angle and speed of Xie Jiamu's movement of clothes just now, he was-

Qiu Xiyin knew very well that the person sitting beside Xie Jiamu was Qiu Busui, but at this time he could hardly control the urge to look up. Xie Jiamu was rubbing Qiu Busui's legs with his legs just now?!

Judging from the fan drop that day, Qiu Xiyin could almost be sure that Xie Jiamu and Qiu Xiyin had private interests. Although such things are rare, she had seen them. She thought that at most they could only write a few letters and exchange a token, which was a great deal to hold hands, but now-

In broad daylight, sisters and brothers are on the side, and Xie Jiamu's behavior can be described as a down-spring!

It’s a good thing that he is still a member of the Xie family, and he is the cousin of the cousin of the brutal revenge!

For that moment, Qiu Xiyin almost wanted to rush over and slap him in the face!

Not to mention that they don’t even have a marriage contract, even an unmarried couple shouldn’t have such frivolous and almost obscene behavior!

"Yinyin?"

Most of the thieves are guilty. Qiu Xiyin knows that even if she didn’t see Xie Jiamu’s behavior at this time, Xie Jiamu and Qiu Busui will most likely be suspicious. She cannot alarm the enemy!

Qiu Xiyin simply covered her eyes and turned around, "Didn't you ignore me? What are you asking me to do?"

Xie Jiashu was stunned and stood up nervously, "Yinyin, I didn't ignore you."

"You have it! Everyone is watching the show, but you don't say a word from beginning to end, and you deliberately hold the book to look at it to anger me!"

"No, no--" Xie Jiashu waved his hands nervously, but he didn't know how to defend himself.

Xie Jiamu only thought that the two had a conflict, so Qiu Xiyin would have different behaviors. His suspicion disappeared and said with a smile, "Yinyin, you have wronged your fourth brother. The fourth brother has always been this lonely temperament. If it weren't for you, he wouldn't have come here. It would never have been intentionally ignored you."
Chapter completed!