"Are you... Upset?" The old man sat on the chair and asked in a thick nasal voice.

I don't care.

"I asked for it." Gu Xiaoai gave a bitter smile and sat down beside the old man.

"Ask for it?" The old man looked at her puzzled and moved his hand on the crutch.

"Yes." Gu Xiaoai picked up a piece of paper from the ground, opened it and saw that the ink was all stuck together. She could vaguely recognize the messy "Jing" she had written before.

"You're not good enough." The old man took the paper from her hand and put it on the table. He gently advised her, "you should practice calligraphy well."

……

She's not practicing calligraphy at all. She's just forcing herself to settle down.

"Old man, you are so flattering. My psychiatrist often says that my words are hopeless."

Every time she can write brush words, she will write them when she is in a bad mood. If the words are good-looking, there will be ghosts.

"Psychiatrist?" The old man looked at her in amazement. "Do you see a psychologist?"

……

"Yes, I only see a psychiatrist when I can't see something on my mind. Old man, don't worry. I'm not a psychopath." Gu Xiaoai looks at him surprised appearance, some rigid explanation way.

"Oh..."

Smell speech, the old man laughed, the wrinkles on his face have deep and shallow gully.

Gu Xiaoai is helpless. Is it so funny? Did she say anything funny?

Gu Xiaoai sat in the garden with the old man for a long time. There were many kinds of flowers in the garden, which were full of vitality. Several gardeners were standing in front of a tree to trim and cut off some redundant branches.

"Don't you have the best of both worlds, old man?" Gu Xiaoai looked at the branches that had been cut off and asked.

The old man followed her eyes and Gu Xiaoai said to himself, "why do you have to give up one thing when you choose another? In order to blossom better, we have to cut off the branches. Can't we leave them all

Flowers and branches are part of the tree, why must we give up?

If all stay, there will be no sadness.

"You have something to say." The old man easily recognized what was on her mind. "What's so annoying?"

"I..."

Gu Xiaoai just opened his mouth, Li juefeng sat in front of the bed and dressed in a hurry. His heart hurt. Gu Xiaoai shook his head, "forget it, don't say it."

She couldn't say it, and she didn't know how to say it.

If she could choose all, it would not be like this.

"Ah..."

The old man sat beside her and suddenly sighed. He reached out and knocked on his back.

"I'll beat it for you."

Seeing this, Gu Xiaoai stood up and walked to the old man's back, beating his back with an empty fist.

The old man's eyes flashed a touch of meaning.

Gu Xiaoai beat his back for the old man. His eyes fell on the garden without focus. He thought about what he had just done. He didn't want to think about it, but he had nothing else in his head.

It's time for her to tell Li juexi that he's wrong about her. She has no ability to change Li juexi's style.

He said that royal couldn't change Li Jue. Maybe... Li Jue is being changed by Royal.

Luo ya'er's gentleness and patience are sharp weapons that can break the iceberg. She is much more capable than Luo ya'er, and even she is convinced.

……

The old man knocked on his shoulder again. Gu Xiaoai's eyes fell on his old hand. He didn't pinch his shoulder for him and didn't ask much.

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