"This year's horsetail fig tree is growing quite well." Yang Xi casually picked off a petal closest to him, pinched the end of the petal and smelled it, then lowered his hand and waited for the response of the person behind him. The petal was still in his hand, but it had been pinched into the palm of his hand. It was a "hmm", and Yang Xi was completely annoyed, "Ding Zhe, is this what you, Mr. Shushu, taught you? You only know one word for each other???" The other party changed his previous indifference and raised his eyebrows. Yang Xi only thought that his sudden change was a bit strange, and his face was full of doubts, waiting for him to speak again. Sure enough, the other party continued to joke, "Hmm, hum" and even extended the sound? ! While the other person was being harassed, Ding Zhe said again, "How about two words?"
Is Young Master Yang satisfied? "Another sentence followed, and Yang Xi was completely at his wits end. "If you are not as skilled as others, you will be defeated." With that, he put his hands behind his back and walked away swaying from left to right. Ding Zhe was left sitting on the chess chair and continued to smile at Mawei Rongtian. He picked up the petal that fell from Yang Xi's palm. By then, the wind will pick up. The petals all fell in the direction that Yang Xi left. Ding Zhe watched quietly in the rain of petals, watching the flowers fall, looking at the direction in which the flowers fell, and looking at the back of the Qingyi who followed the flowers and his own eyes.
Intention: Redemption, Chase, Horsetail Banyan Tree