Chapter 1196 It’s Not Easy to Be a White Moonlight
Do you welcome me too?
I almost blurted out this sentence, but it was too unrestrained.
Shi Li pursed her lips, not wanting to laugh too much, and turned to look at the chirping yellow oriole. Mu He also stayed beside her and looked at the bluebells under the corridor.
The breeze passes through my ears like a gentle whisper.
Aunt Chen came over and stood by for a long time, not even willing to break up this beautiful scene. But the girl finally came home, so how could she just stand there?
Aunt Chen coughed lightly, attracting the attention of the two people, and said with a smile: "Welcome Miss Shi, the fruit basket Miss Shi brought is really nice, come in and have some fruit first, okay?"
Almost everyone said "welcome" to Shi Li. This feeling of being truly valued really made people happy.
"Thank you." Shi Li thanked Aunt Chen.
Aunt Chen noticed the young and lovely girl. She liked her from the bottom of her heart at first sight and didn't know how to express it. She was also afraid of scaring the girl by being too enthusiastic.
The chef in the kitchen, who is good at knife skills, made a peacock shape with various fruits. It was placed on the table and was so exquisite that people almost didn't want to eat it.
Seeing that Shi Li didn't move, Mu He took the lead and took a small bite of the melon.
"The fruit basket you bought is really sweet." He looked at Shi Li and praised her sincerely.
"It's just a fruit basket, don't praise me like that."
Shi Li touched her cheeks and felt them getting hot again. From the driver to Aunt Chen, and now to Mu He, she was just buying a fruit basket according to etiquette, but they treated her with great respect and praised her to the skies, which made her feel embarrassed.
I felt a little secretly happy in my heart.
It’s like a kid who just randomly draws a few lines but is praised for being talented, they just think it’s good, so no matter what they do, they think they do it particularly well.
"You don't believe what I say? Then try it yourself." Mu He responded with his eyes.
It turns out that he was waiting here to talk about her.
Shi Li reacted and looked at the fruit plate which Mu He had already eaten a piece of, so she picked up the fruit fork and ate a piece of melon as well.
Hmm...it does seem to be sweeter than ordinary honeydew melons.
Like dipped in honey.
Immediately afterwards, Mu He took Shi Li to continue visiting various places in the manor.
There is an antique study room with many books neatly placed on the bookshelves on three sides, and the scent of light ink fills the air.
Shi Li noticed that there was a piece of calligraphy hanging on the wall, which contained a poem.
"After Enrollment" by Meng Jiao.
The filth of the past is not worth boasting about, but my unbridled thoughts today are limitless. The spring breeze is blowing and the horse's hooves are galloping, and I can see all the flowers in Chang'an in one day.
The handwriting left by the brush and ink is as smooth as flowing water, allowing the viewer to feel the writer's mood at the time from every word no matter how much time has passed.
Shi Li stood in front of the calligraphy for a long time, and looked at Mu He curiously, "Did you write this?"
Mu He also looked up at the words on the wall. The smile on his face faded a little, but he still nodded, "I won a prize in a competition when I was in school. I was really young and frivolous at that time."
"Then you are really awesome!"
Shi Li praised sincerely, "This is not just youthful recklessness. There must have been countless people who liked you at that time."
Her eyes were shining, and she spoke without any force, with sincerity and enthusiasm, saying exactly what she thought.
Mu He was infected by this emotion and recalled the past.
He was once an athlete. He joined the basketball team when he was in school and was elected as the captain. He led the team to participate in the National Middle School League and won the championship.
He must have been very happy that day, otherwise he would not have come to the study and written such a calligraphy, which has been hanging until today.
Thinking about it now, it seems like a lifetime ago.
"I haven't noticed someone who likes me, but there might be one." After a while, Mu He remembered that Shi Li was still talking to him.
"I really envy them..." Shi Li muttered three words and then shut up, turning around and walking to the table.
On the expensive ebony table are placed the four treasures of the study.
Shi Li looked at it curiously, and saw many pits and scratches on the table, as if it had been hit hard by something hard.
Thinking of the price of this table and feeling the scars on it, Shi Li felt sorry for Mu He.
Could it be that this was done by some naughty kid of a relative?
Mu He naturally also saw the scars on the table. Thinking about the origins of these scars, his face became even gloomier.
Just when he was sure that he could no longer stand, he could not accept this cruel reality and locked himself here all day, writing non-stop and destroying what he wrote.
"These scars were caused by me hitting someone with an inkstone." Mu He told the truth calmly and slowly.