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Du Bangchun heard the call, turned his head sideways and looked behind him.

The night was so good tonight, the silver-white moonlight sprinkled on Zhou Ruiyuan's body like a thin layer of mist, lining his skin as white as jade.

"Xianggong, you haven't slept yet. Du Bangchun slowly stood up and walked to his side.

Zhou Ruiyuan draped the robe in his hand over her body and said softly: "The wind is cold at night, you are careful of catching a cold." Although

his coat was a simple gray cotton and linen coat, with a faint fragrance on it, it was soft and soft in his hand.

Du Bangchun pulled his clothes over his shoulders, and when he saw the book on his lap, he hurriedly asked, "Xianggong continues to read

outside the house tonight?" Zhou Ruiyuan clenched the book in his hand, looked up at the stars outside the house, and nodded, "Well, you rest first, and I'll go in later."

Du Bangchun didn't leave, she bent her eyebrows, sat next to him, supported her chin with her hands, looked at the stars in the sky together, and said with a smile: "I will read with Xianggong."

Zhou Ruiyuan looked at her sideways, and when he saw the side face with a clear smile, his eyes were much softer than Fang Cai, and said, "Are you literate?"

Du Bangchun nodded, "My mother taught me when I was a child, but I haven't written for a long time, so I don't remember it very well."

Zhou Ruiyuan turned around and took out a pen from the table next to him and poured a glass of water, "I'll teach you."

Du Bangchun looked up at him, revealing two small pear vortex and smiled: "Really?"

Zhou Ruiyuan pushed a chair and slowly came to the table in the courtyard, putting the pen and water in his hand on the table, "Come here."

Du Bangchun hurriedly got up and walked to the stone bench sitting beside him, "Thank you."

Zhou Ruiyuan dipped his brush in water and slowly wrote the word Du Bangchun on the stone table.

Since the family moved to Changliu Village, they could not afford to buy paper and ink, so they could only use this rotten pen to dip water in the stone to practice calligraphy.

The stone was grayish-black, and the words written in water shimmered in the moonlight.

Du Bangchun felt that it was very magical, and hurriedly took the pen in Zhou Ruiyuan's hand and wrote his name one by one.

Xu hasn't written it for a long time, so the words are crooked and ugly.

She took the pen in frustration and sighed, "My words are so ugly. "

Don't rush, take your time. Zhou Ruiyuan came behind her and reached out to gently hold her hand holding the pen.

His hand was wide and warm, holding the pen and wrapping Du Bangchun's little hand in it.

Du Bangchun looked at his hand in a daze, a burst of warmth came from the back of his hand, and the tips of his fingers touched the softness of his fingertips intentionally or unintentionally.

"You follow my hand and write stroke by stroke. Zhou Ruiyuan said in her ear, the warm snort gently hit her ear, itchy, and the whole body felt crispy and numb.

Du Bangchun was a little distracted all of a sudden, and let him hold his hand to write on the stone table, and when she reacted, the words had already been written.

Zhou Ruiyuan looked at her and asked softly,

"Can you write?" Du Bangchun hurriedly came back to his senses and nodded: "Can write."

Zhou Ruiyuan listened and was about to withdraw his hand.

Du Bangchun said again: "Xianggong, can you teach me to write your

name?" "My name?" Zhou Ruiyuan asked.

Du Bangchun nodded, "Yes, your name."

"Okay, I'll teach you. Zhou Ruiyuan bent down and held her hand again, and wrote a word of Zhou one stroke at a time.

Zhou Ruiyuan's handwriting is very good-looking, upright and atmospheric, and his pen is obviously higher than that of ordinary readers.

Du Bangchun studied very seriously and engraved every stroke in his heart.

When the last word was written, Du Bangchun couldn't help but turn his head sideways to look at Zhou Ruiyuan beside him.

They were so close that Du Bangchun could even count the long eyelashes.

"Have you learned?" Zhou Ruiyuan held her hand and looked sideways at her.

The two of them looked at each other, the tip of their nose touching the tip of their nose, close at hand, as if they could touch their lips as long as they took a step forward.