All morning, Song Miao nested in the flower room, closed her eyes and leisurely listened to the man read poems to her.He even used seven Chinese, and his pleasant voice was indescribably gentle.Song Miao was not surprised at all that Huo Yunque would be so good.This is the man she has had her eye on from the first sight.From head to toe, even the hair is pleasing to her eyes.Comfort makes people lazy, and this sentence is apt to describe Song Miao.She couldn't even remember when she had fallen asleep.When she woke up again, she was already in her big pink bed."
Brother?"
She rubbed her head and scrambled out of bed.Huo Yunque's beautiful voice seemed to still echo in his mind.Song Miao couldn't help but be annoyed."
Why did you forget to record it?"
It is definitely an excellent 'artifact' for sleeping every night before going to bed."
Tuk Tuk Tuk-" The door rang, and Song Miao lay on the bed and didn't want to move.Sullenly asked, "Who?"
”"Miss Song, it's me."
Uncle Zhang's voice sounded through the door panel, making Song Miao sit up all of a sudden."
Ah......
Uncle Zhang, what's the matter?
”"There is a guest visiting, Miss Song, do you want to see it?"
Guest?
Song Miao was confused.When she walked into the study, she saw an unfamiliar face.Song Miao swore that she had never seen this person."
Oh, hello pretty little angel."
The young priest stood up and greeted Song Miao with a smile.He wore a stern black robe with a total of 33 buttons, representing the 33 years of Jesus Christ's life.The dark gold cross hung from his chest, and he didn't look like a priest at a young age, but like a delicate prop."
You know me?"
Song Miao stood at the door, tilted her head, and looked at him fixedly.At the same time, Nolan was also looking at Song Miao.Light blonde short hair with slightly curly, delicate facial features like angels in murals.The eye sockets are deep, the pupils are the color of the sky, clean and spotless.Pale and fragile.In Song Miao's view, all this is an illusion.No one's eyes can be as clear as glass, and there is no emotion.His appearance is strange everywhere."
Of course, I've heard about you a lot."
Nolan's gentleman's salute was elegant and extravagant."
However, I have only heard that this is the first time I have met you, and I hope it doesn't scare you.""
Miss Song?"
Huo Jiu squinted his eyes and stared at Nolan vigilantly, "You have to be careful of this magic stick. ”"God......
Stick?
”Song Miao was stunned and looked at Nolan in surprise."
Oh, okay, okay, maybe in the eyes of many people, I am indeed a god.It's okay, God will forgive you. ”Nolan smiled gently, "But please don't treat me as an enemy, in fact, I was only entrusted to bring you a letter." ”"Letter?"
Song Miao is even more confused, in this era of developed networks, do you still need to write letters?
Unless—she thought of a possibility, and besides, someone as weird as Nolan might indeed know him."
Huo Jiu, you wait for me outside."
Song Miao closed the door of the study and did not take the initiative to mention her name."
Do I know the person who asked you to bring the letter?"
She stared fixedly at Nolan's blue eyes, not letting go of the slightest clue."
Very familiar."
Nolan Wan'er took out the letter and handed it to Song Miao's hand."
I think, seeing this, you should understand."
And that's exactly what happened.The handwriting on it is too familiar to Song Miao.