The Red Chamber: My Stunning Confidante with a Variety of Styles

Late at night, Shi Xiangyun's room.

Although it was late at night, Shi Xiangyun didn't feel sleepy at all. She tossed and turned in bed and couldn't fall asleep.

This is something that has never happened to her who is straightforward, cheerful, and informal.

In the past, she ate well and could sleep well, as long as she lay down, she would soon fall asleep, how could she be so uncomfortable like today.

The reason, of course, was her marriage.

Originally, she didn't have much feeling about marriage, even after hearing that the matchmaker had arranged a marriage for her, she just exclaimed.

She has a bold and unrestrained personality, a cheerful disposition, heroic and magnanimous, and has never cared about her children's personal feelings. Therefore, in her eyes, she treats Jia Baoyu, Jia Jue, and even Jia Huan equally. Yes, they are all brothers, there is no difference.

But what Jia Jue did tonight caused infinite ripples in her heart.

He objected to her marriage with the Wei family, but he couldn't come up with a reasonable explanation.

This made her have infinite associations, and a thought that made her shy appeared in her heart:

Is he interested in her?
As soon as this idea appeared, her heart became even more confused, and scenes of getting along with Jia Jue in the past emerged in her mind.

This made her toss and turn, unable to sleep.

She got up and went to the table and sat down, picked up a book on the table and flipped through it.

"Xianyun makes a coincidence, flying stars spread hatred, Yin Han is dark and dark. Once the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win but there are countless people in the world.

The tenderness is like water, the good season is like a dream, and I can bear to look at the way back from Queqiao.If the two loves last for a long time, how can they be in the morning and evening. "

The first page of the book is the song "Magpie Bridge Immortal".

This was the first time she heard such a beautiful poem, so she couldn't help but record it.

Thinking of the scene when she saw Jia Jue for the first time, a trace of tenderness flashed in her eyes. Although he was bullied by Mrs. Xing and Mrs. Wang at that time, he was so calm and unrestrained, even if he was She is so open-minded, but she can't be as free and easy as he was back then.

The third brother is really extraordinary.

She murmured, and turned to the second page of the book, on which was written a poem:

"I once thought about hurting the holy life with too much affection, and when I entered the mountain, I was afraid that I would not lose the city.

"Be worthy of Tathagata and worthy of Qing." She murmured softly with slightly confused eyes, "Third brother, how did you write such heartbreaking poems?"

This poem was written by Jia Jue when some villains came to Jia's house to make trouble. Thinking of how lightly he drove the villains out of Jia's house, her heart trembled again.

After going through all these things, she suddenly understood that Jia Jue had always been protecting everyone and this family.

With a little touch, she gently turned the book to the next page. When she saw the verse above, her eyes were full of admiration:
"Others laugh at me for being crazy, but I laugh at others for not being able to see through. Drinking, splashing ink, I really don't know how handsome Third Brother was at that time."

This is Jia Jue writing poems during calligraphy competition in Zuixianlou Wendou.

Because she didn't go to the scene, she didn't see what Jia Jue looked like at that time, but just by reading this poem, she could appreciate how chic he was at that time.

With reluctance, she continued to turn the book backwards, and when she saw the next poem, a touch of excitement and love flashed in her bright eyes.

"Don't you see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning..."

This is "Will Enter the Wine" written by Jia Jue when he competed with the No. [-] scholar in poetry, and it is also a poem that she likes to the core.

Her charming personality is tainted with some suave masculinity, she always likes to wear men's clothes, and she has the pride of not letting a woman out.

This poem is bold and unrestrained, full of vigor and grandeur, which is exactly what she wants. As soon as she reads it, she feels her heart agitated and she can't stop.

"Good boy, be so!" Her beautiful eyes were shining, with a little admiration and a little admiration.

With a slightly excited mood, she slowly flipped through the book, and touching poems appeared in front of her eyes:
""Whoever abandons me, can't stay the day of yesterday; whoever messes with my heart, will be more troubled today. "

"When will the bright moon come, ask the blue sky for wine... I hope that people will live long and live together for thousands of miles."

"There are no mausoleums in the mountains, the rivers are exhausted, the thunder in winter is shaking, the rain and snow in summer, the heaven and the earth are united.

"The sky is not old, the love is hard to break. The heart is like a double silk net, with thousands of knots in it."

"Clouds think about clothes and flowers, and the spring breeze blows on the threshold of Revlon."

"I have no intention of struggling for spring, and I will be jealous of all the fragrances. Scattered pieces are turned into mud and dust, only the fragrance remains the same."

"Flowers drift by themselves, water flows by itself, one kind of lovesickness, two places of worry. There is no way to get rid of this feeling, so I lower my brows, but care about my heart."

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Looking at these amazing poems, Shi Xiangyun's beautiful eyes were full of admiration and admiration. Even though she had read them many times, she still couldn't help but be overwhelmed by Jia Jue's talent.

When she looked at these poems, her heart became confused again, and a thought suddenly appeared in her mind:

When did she start transcribing third brother's poems?

Yes, the book in her hand was written by herself. Whenever she heard Jia Jue's poems, she would record them immediately and write them seriously.

And she has already forgotten when she started doing this.

She thought for a while, and then suddenly thought of another question: If one day, she married someone else as a wife and never saw her third brother, how would she feel?
She tried to imagine it, but in the next moment, she covered her heart with a pale face.

Pain, excruciating pain.

It was the first time in her life that she tasted the feeling of heartache, and it was so terrifying, as if it was heart-piercing.

She who has always refused to give in to men, but now there are crystal tears in her eyes.

She shook her head, expelling the horrible scene from her mind, but the feeling that made her palpitate still remained.

She quickly picked up the book on the table and looked through it for a while, and then she got better.

And she once again sank into the scene where Jia Jue wrote these poems.

Various expressions appeared on her face, as if changing with Jia Jue in her memories, sometimes worried, sometimes chuckling, sometimes admiring, sometimes angry.

Time passed slowly in her absence, and when she came back to her senses again, the outside of the window was already pale.

She looked at the sky, then at the book in front of her, suddenly picked up a pen, and wrote the name of the book on the cover:

"Yu Gongzi Poetry Collection".

After thinking about it, she opened the title page again, and wrote a sentence on it with a slightly red face:

Feeling unacceptable, going deeper.