Chapter 16: Ten Years of Life and Death (6)
Hearing Ning Huanxin's words, Jiang Lixing was stunned for a moment, and a hint of surprise flashed across his dark eyes: "I... don't use perfume."
"Oh, really?"
Ning Huanxin smiled awkwardly: "My nose... doesn't seem to be feeling well either, um, I have a cold!"
Jiang Lixing glanced at her and said nothing more, but when the crew finished work and returned to the courtyard, before resting at night, Jiang Lixing's assistant brought a box of cold medicine to Ning Huanxin.
Back in that small room, lying on the single bed, Ning Huanxin stared at the box of cold medicine in a daze.
This is the cold medicine that the national male god sent his assistant to give to his sister!
Is this the beginning of a romance novel?
I really want to keep this box of cold medicine forever!
But... this was ten years ago.
Ning Huanxin's eyes gradually became serious, even sharp.
This will not be the real past.
Should it be an illusory world of memories?
If this is really a world of memories, then whose memories have I entered? "Ten years of life and death... both are in vain."
Ning Huanxin sighed, put down the cold medicine in her hand, and muttered to herself in a low voice, "This is a very famous poem. This mourning poem is used by the poet to mourn his deceased wife."
"Ten years of life and death, I can never forget you without even thinking about you."
Ning Huanxin leaned against the wall and recited the first line of the poem in its entirety.
"A thousand miles away, a lonely grave, with nowhere to talk about the desolation."
At this moment, a clear female voice suddenly came from the other side of the wall. Is this... Zhang Yan's voice?
Ning Huanxin just remembered at this moment that Zhang Yan lived next door to her, and the two of them were only separated by a wall!
Well, the sound insulation of this wall was really not that good.
"Sister Ning, do you also like this poem by Su Shi?" Zhang Yan's voice seemed very excited from the other side of the wall: "I like this poem, too. I also have a collection of Su Shi's poems on my bookshelf. Sister Ning, you can take a look if you like it."
"Yeah." Ning Huanxin responded softly.
"It's getting late. I need to rest. Sister Ning, you should rest too. Good night."
Zhang Yan and Ning Huanxin said good night to each other, and then there was no more sound.
What a cheerful and likable little girl.
Ning Huanxin stood up at this time and looked at the bookshelf on the other side of the room in the dim light.
The little girl really collected a lot of books.
Ning Huanxin slowly walked to the bookshelf. She actually didn't like reading very much, but in this weird place, she couldn't fall asleep no matter how nervous she was. She might as well find a book to read. Maybe she would be hypnotized while reading.
【Everyone: ……】
The books on the bookshelf are arranged neatly and in a standardized manner. It can be seen that Zhang Yan is really a book lover.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
Ning Huanxin's fingers slid across the spine of each book. Suddenly, she stopped and pulled out a book.
It turned out to be the collection of Su Shi's poems that Zhang Yan had mentioned to me! The book was a limited edition hardcover, very exquisite and brand new, but the location where it was placed seemed to prove that the owner liked the book very much and would read it often.
There is also a bookmark in the book. The material of the bookmark is platinum. Ning Huanxin can tell at a glance that this bookmark is from a big brand and is very difficult to buy.
This definitely wasn't bought by Zhang Yan herself, could it be given to her by someone else? "Could it be given to Zhang Yan by someone from the crew?"
Ning Huanxin hesitated for a moment, but still put the poetry collection back. Of course, it was the owner's favorite thing, so she naturally didn't dare to look through it casually. If it was torn, all her current wealth would not be enough to compensate for it!
(End of this chapter)