After Wen Chong entered the room with Shi Fan, he felt a strange fragrance in the boudoir. Wen Chong asked, "What is so fragrant?"

"You guess..." Shifan pretended to be mysterious.

Wen Chong shook his head, indicating that he didn't know.

"Perfume, but strangely, why don't you care about what I look like?" Shifan was curious about Wen Chong's not caring about what she thought she should care about.

Wen Chong said: "Some mystery is good, not to mention that as long as I have a heart, it doesn't matter how good the appearance is. Besides, I want you to untie the veil, which is not polite. If you want to solve it, you can solve it. If you don't want it, I think it's okay, just be happy."

"Sit." The poet didn't say much, and covered up the touching feelings in his eyes. She knew that sometimes men just wanted to please her.

Wen Chong sat down as he spoke, looked around, and found that there were many calligraphy and paintings in the poetry room.

"Drink tea." Shifen brewed a pot of good dragon well in the rain, and a tea fragrance floated out of the white porcelain tea cup.

Wen Chong picked up the teacup, sniffed it in front of his nose, and said, "This tea is so fragrant, the teacup is also good, is it a matching teapot? It's so rare."

"Actually, your poem is not written by you, right?" Shifen took a sip of the teacup and said inadvertently.

Wen Chong looked at Shi Fan and didn't know how to answer for a moment, so he could only remain silent.

"Silence means acquiescence?" Shifan didn't say this in his heart, but just felt that Wen Chong was still honest.

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After a while, Wen Chong said, "Why do you have to ask so clearly?"

"Maybe it's just a coincidence. Actually, I'm not from this place." Shi Fan said.

"Where are you from?" Wen Chong put down his teacup and asked as he looked at Shi Fan.

"Blue Star..." After saying that, Shifan said, "You probably don't know, after all, some things really can't be explained clearly."

Wen Chong understood that Shi Fan should be like Bai Youmo, who is a time traveler, but it seems that there is a ban that prevents Wen Chong from telling Shi Fan what he knows. Wen Chong could only smile and said, "Maybe I can't explain it clearly."

"You seem to understand?" Shifan felt that if a person is not curious, he would probably be more scheming, or he would know what was happening.

"Does it matter?" Wen Chong looked at Shi Fan and said.

Shifan nodded helplessly. When she woke up, she was in this place, as if she had a dream. At first, she thought it was good here. After all, she had nothing to do on Blue Star, and everything was not outstanding. No one loved or loved her. But there were many suitors here, and her inner vanity was very satisfied.

However, over time, the poet was also a little tired of it. She wanted to return to the earth, where was her hometown, but there was no way. Until today, when I read the poems rewritten by Wen, I seemed to see a glimmer of hope.

However, Wen Chong didn't seem to know anything, or he did not say it out on purpose. Perhaps everything was a coincidence. After all, Wen Chong wrote just a poem she read on Blue Star. This poem has been passed down for a long time and should not belong to this era.

But who can tell it clearly? Maybe this poem has existed long ago, and the poet she knew might have just read this poem, and the real person who wrote the poem might be the man in front of her.

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However, the poet always feels that this man doesn't look so free, and there seems to be a solid shackle in his heart.

"Can I stay here?" Wen Chong asked, and he decided to be honest.

"Stay here?" Shifan asked in confusion, looking around, as if he had misinterpreted Wen Chong's meaning.
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