Song Yubai's hand stayed in the air, and suddenly raised his eyes, his eyes were like water, clear and cool, Su Xieyue couldn't help but bowed his lips and was speechless for a while.

Xia Wuxin had always been by her side in the past, and she could see what was wrong these days. Although no one mentioned it, she knew that she sneaked to Beihai Ding and Song Yubai could not get rid of the relationship.

Coupled with Xia Wuxin's exhausting efforts to evade the shaking for Song Yubai, this is the first time she has been so dedicated to a person.

When Xia Wuxin asked what she liked, the guess was almost certain. The only thing she didn't understand was why Xia Wuxin assumed that the person she liked was a woman.

Is it possible... Su Xieyue looked at Song Yubai's neck which had always been tightly wrapped, and her heart moved slightly.

Su Xieyue knows that Xia Wuxin just loves herself purely, so she always keeps this vague feeling deep in her heart, earnestly cultivating the Taoism, and never took it out and looked at it. If Xia Wuxin likes others, she would never say anything. , But if this person is really Song Yubai, it's a different matter.

Since Song Yubai showed an unusual and monstrous hatred in the Illusory Demon Cave that day, she had expected that this person was absolutely extraordinary.

"Does Xia Wuxin know?" Song Yubai said first.

Su Xieyue shook her head slightly, she squeezed her sleeves, stepped forward slowly, with a long table in between, and stood face to face with Song Yubai.

"That's between you." Song Yubai glanced out the window, there was no disciple, so he turned his gaze back, "Why tell me."

Su Xieyue took a closer look and saw that Song Yubai's eyes were still as calm as a pool, the slightest ripples did not arise, and her heart was guilty for a while, but it was because she was wrong. Xia Wuxin liked Song Yubai at all, or she was just Unrequited love.

There was laughter and noise outside the door, and Su Xieyue hurriedly broke free from the confrontation, and looked down and said: "It's just boring, I don't know what to say, I made my husband laugh. This matter is a secret, please don't tell Wuxin. "

Song Yubai tried his best to endure the momentary ups and downs in his heart, nodding lightly.

Su Xieyue thanked him again, and then walked out quickly, her pale pink shirt fluttering behind her, her body turned into streamer and disappeared.

Song Yubai watched her disappear, then turned around, and clenched his palms involuntarily. The hair that had just been soaked in water was still sticking to his forehead, and it was shining brightly by the sky.

How could she not understand Su Xieyue's purpose.

This woman is very smart, she must have sensed what she said today, and her heart that was almost shaken yesterday has only really calmed down.

With people like Su Xieyue on the sidelines, Xia Wuxin will be happy.

The disciples soon arrived. Among the young disciples, Xia Wuxin sitting in the back row was very eye-catching. She was wearing a lake-blue gown today, with white cuffs and neckline, as refreshing as lake water.

Song Yubai didn't go to see her, and opened the scroll as usual, but his voice was lower than usual.

An hour later, the class was over, and the noisy room became empty again. Song Yubai breathed a sigh of relief, rinsed the ink-soaked brush, and placed it on the pen.

"Sir!" The clear shout sounded, Song Yubai shook his hand, and the pen rest and the pen landed together, leaving a water stain on the ground.

Seeing the trouble, Xia Wuxin stuck out her tongue, and wanted to help her pick it up. Unexpectedly, Song Yubai suddenly stretched out his hand to push her aside, his thin body squatted halfway, and picked up what had fallen.

Her hands were very white, and a little ink had just been rubbed against it, and it was not completely washed off. Now she looks a little dazzling.

Xia Wuxin was staggered by her, quite a bit confused by the second-hand monk, asking what happened to Song Yubai. Could it be that he was angry yesterday and hasn't disappeared today?

In a daze, Song Yubai had already got up, put the brush down at will, and walked sideways around Xia Wuxin.

Xia Wuxin hurriedly stretched out her hand to hold her sleeves, but was thrown away by her hand. She turned her head and said coldly, "From now on, you don't have to come again."

"Why?" Xia Wuxin said anxiously, stopping in front of Song Yubai, frowning, "I didn't mean anything else yesterday. If the husband cares, I will apologize now."

Song Yubai seemed to realize that he was going too far, and his tone eased a little: "It has nothing to do with yesterday. You are far past the age when you want to hear these books from me. It is not easy to become an immortal, so let's practice well in the future."

Xia Wuxin was surprised at her sudden change of attitude, and was momentarily dumb.

"What the **** happened?" Xia Wuxin stuck in place like a wooden stake, not giving way to Song Yubai, so he wanted to understand.

"Get out of the way." Song Yubai lowered his eyes and said, his tone gradually becoming impatient.

Xia Wuxin remained motionless, and the two stood in a stalemate for a while. Xia Wuxin suddenly opened his mouth: "Sir, what I said yesterday is true."

"I really care about you. It's totally different from caring about the seniors, seniors, and others. I want to help you unlock those **** seals, and want you to be like a normal person."

She was serious, her dark eyes were like a deep sea filled with moonlight, sparkling and bottomless.

When Song Yubai heard the words, his heart slammed for a few beats, and a burst of sourness rose. However, even though the storm was violent in his heart, his face was still light, and his eyes were covered with long eyelashes, and he couldn't see his thoughts.

"If Mr. cares about other things, I can tell you everything, actually..."

"You are a woman." Song Yubai took a step back, interrupting Xia Wuxin's words, and then slowly straightened his waist, with his shoulders straight, standing with his hands behind him, like a mountain cedar, cold and merciless.

Xia Wuxin's eyes widened.

"Don't worry, I don't care about anything, I just don't care about love. Moreover, you are still young and you don't know who I am. When you know it, you will naturally find yourself extremely ridiculous today."

After Song Yubai finished speaking, he squeezed past Xia Wuxin, his back disappeared from the door frame, leaving Xia Wuxin stunned.

After a while, Xia Wuxin suddenly raised his foot and kicked to the long solid wood table in front of him: "Anything unintentional about love is an excuse. When I refuse, I refuse, without giving a proper reason."

She had a violent temper and strong legs and feet. With such a kick, she broke a table leg, and the scrolls of a table immediately fell to the ground.

Xia Wuxin flicked his sleeves and left in anger.

If someone else’s courtship was so clearly rejected, their heart would have been shattered and weeping secretly, but now it’s Xia Wuxin who is rejected. She was born with a sense of strength. The more she can’t ask for it, the harder she will be discouraged. .

So after returning to the room this time, he only slumped on the bed for a moment of sorrow, then got up suddenly, ran to the wing of the Xishan disciple, and pulled Wei Yili out of the door, who was lazily taking a nap.

Wei Yili grabbed the door frame all the way, helpless or unable to deal with Xia Wuxin's brute force, had to be dragged to no one's place by her, crying and crying: "Xia Wuxin, what are you doing?"

Xia Wuxin looked left and right. Seeing that there was no one in Fangyuan, she whispered, "Ask you for some tips."

Wei Yili pulled out his ears, suddenly happy, and looked up and down Xia Wuxin: "Why, do you have time to ask me for advice?"

Xia Wuxin glanced at him: "Don't talk nonsense, in the whole mountain, only you have a lot of research on love affairs. If I don't ask you, is it possible to ask Senior Sister?"

"That's true." Wei Yili pursed his huge mouth and smiled, raising his hand to touch his head.

"What should I do if the person I love doesn't care about me?" Xia Wuxin asked in a low voice.

When Wei Yili heard it, he immediately became interested and clapped his hands: "Then you ask me to ask the right person. I have studied mortal scripts since I was a child. This kind of question is a piece of cake, but..."

He changed his conversation: "You haven't said what kind of woman you like, so I can prescribe the right medicine."

"I'm not sure, it should be a woman, but not necessarily..." Xia Wuxin was a little embarrassed, biting his lip and thinking for a while, waved his hand, "Just be regarded as a man for the time being."

Wei Yili was even more surprised when he heard the words. After that, he laughed from ear to ear, and turned around Xia Wuxin twice, and said: "Unexpectedly, what am I talking about, your body, the appearance of red lips and white teeth, look It's like a lover in those scriptures, waving a knife and breaking his sleeve, really..."

Xia Wuxin couldn't listen anymore, raised his fists and stared at him, "Stop talking nonsense!"

Wei Yili was right now and took a few steps back: "Most of the talents and beautiful women in the storybook are caused by heroes to save the beauty, and they are tempted by sex. In addition, if they can be lured by food, they must have a certain effect."

"Really?" Xia Wuxin asked suspiciously.

"Really!" Wei Yili nodded.

So that night, Song Yubai, who was playing the flute under the tree, received a generous gift.

At this time, it was dusk, and when I looked from a distance, the sky was orange and yellow, like melted agate, mixed with blood-like red clouds.

Song Yubai was frustrated in his heart, so he withdrew Azui, took a bamboo flute by himself, and played it leisurely under the tree, with the sound of music, standing alone and lonely in the sunset.

A little fairy waiter in a light gauze came from a distance, timidly carrying a mahogany food box, looking around, seeing Song Yubai, speeded up his pace.

"Mr. Song, this was sent by someone calling the maid." The little fairy said in a low voice, and stepped forward and handed the food box to Song Yubai.

The gurgling flute was interrupted, Song Yubai put down the bamboo flute, Liu Limu glanced up and down, then took it, and said softly, "Who?"

"The maid doesn't know." Xiaoxian waiter shook her head, put her hands in front of her chest, bowed her head and walked back.

Song Yubai's cold eyebrows had a trace of melancholy, and he shook his head slightly, and opened the food box. Inside was a bowl of light porridge with a few pink or white pastries on the side.

It's just that the color of this porridge is a little weird green.

Song Yubai looked at it for a while, pinched out a piece of paper with two fingers, and wrote: "Today is not bad, this is an apologize, Mr. please laugh."

These twists and turns were attributed to Xia Wuxin. Song Yubai didn't expect Xia Wuxin to give up. He sighed, stepped back to the room, and put the food box on the table.

Although she had made up her mind, she didn't know what to do with the food Xia Wuxin sent.

It happened that Azui came in humming a song, and saw Song Yubai sitting, hurriedly stepping forward, and said with concern: "Mister didn't mean to be alone and quiet, why did he come back again?"

She suddenly saw the cakes on the table, her round eyes seemed to glow.

Seeing that she liked it, Song Yubai pushed in front of her and said, "After eating, I have no appetite."

After hearing the words, Ah Zui smiled and took a piece of blush-colored pastry, took a bite, and was about to speak, suddenly his expression changed, he suddenly leaned over and vomited all the residue that had not been swallowed.

Upon seeing this, Song Yubai hurriedly got up, took the tea cup, and handed it to Ah Zui.

"Bah, it's terribly unpalatable." Ah Zui vomited for a while, raised his head with tears in his eyes, picked up the remaining pastry and smelled it, and retched again.

Azui didn't dare to touch the remaining things anymore, so Song Yubai asked her to return to Xia Wuxin's hands, and he wrote a note personally, trying to be as indifferent as possible, asking her to stop.

I thought that Xia Wuxin would always give up this time, but for a few days in the future, the same food box would be delivered, and the food in it was richer and more unpalatable.

Later, Song Yubai really couldn't bear it, and decided to go to Xia Wuxin personally to make it clear to her.

On this day, when the little immortal waiter buttoned the door again, Song Yubai took the food box without saying a word, walked across the flowers with his hands, and headed straight to Dongshan where Xia Wuxin lived.

There was no one in the mountain. Song Yubai walked to the door and was about to knock on the door. He suddenly heard a painful cry from inside the door. Song Yubai was shocked. Before he could react, he opened the door subconsciously. Stride in.