Chapter 92: The Poet

"Are you all asleep?" He Sihai asked as he came out of the bathroom, wiping his wet hair.

Liu Wanzhao, who was leaning on the head of the bed in pajamas, nodded.

The two little ones squeezed their heads together and slept very soundly.

After running so far and going to several places today, the two little ones are indeed very tired.

If Xuanxuan turns off the lights, she won't have so many worries, but as a normal human being, fatigue is inevitable, and a little hardship can't become weird.

The comfortable experience of lying in bed after fatigue is also a kind of enjoyment, no matter which one it is, it is a very good thing for Xuanxuan, who has become a human again.

So even though she was tired and hard, she didn't want to turn off the lights and turn it off.

Don't look at this little person, he actually has a very strong and independent personality.

This is also when He Sihai first met her, he felt that she was a very stubborn little girl, because she had her own persistence.

"You go to sleep first, I still have something. He Sihai said to Liu Wanzhao, whose cheeks were slightly red.

"Oh. Liu Wanzhao replied with some disappointment.

Then he asked, with some curiosity, "Is it a guest?"

Then he subconsciously dragged the blanket up, after all, a strange trick in the room is also extremely uncomfortable.

"It's okay, I won't come in without my consent. ”

He Sihai walked over and kissed her forehead.

Liu Wanzhao lay down contentedly.

He Sihai gently opened the glass door of the balcony and walked out.

The hotel is facing the Erhai Lake, and the Erhai Lake at night is like a beautiful painting.

The moon, the sky, the clouds, the sea and the reflection are connected like a dream.

"Isn't it beautiful?" said someone next to him.

He Sihai was not surprised, and nodded, this was the most beautiful night he had ever seen since he grew up.

"My lord, I'm sorry to disturb you. The person next to him said respectfully.

He Sihai glanced back at him.

It was the young man who followed them tonight.

However, it seems that he should have been dead for a long time, because the style of clothes on his body is almost twenty years ago.

"Tell me about yourself, and what other wishes do you want me to help you fulfill?"

He Sihai is too lazy to flip through the account book, isn't it beautiful to listen to a heart-wrenching story under such a moonlight?

"My name is Li Yusheng, and I am a poet. ”

Hearing this, He Sihai glanced back at him again, this was the first time he had seen a self-proclaimed poet.

When he was in school, He Sihai learned a lot of poems and lyrics, each of which was beautiful to read and had a profound artistic conception.

Later he came into contact with modern poetry.

He felt he could do it too.

For example, in the Erhai Lake in front of him, he can write a poem.

Erhai Lake is so big, and the moonlight is so beautiful.

Is it a beautiful artistic conception, which is the essence of modern poetry.

Li Yusheng's story is very bloody.

A story of loving and being loved.

Li Yusheng thought highly of himself when he was young, and felt that his uneducated wife was not worthy of him at all.

In order to pursue physical and mental freedom.

He abandoned his wife and the woman he loved.

It's a pity that the "dream" is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.

As long as it is a human being, it will be tired by life, although Li Yusheng is very talented, but he is thanks to a virtuous wife who is behind him and silently helps him resist all the pressures of life.

He is completely a giant in thought, a dwarf in action, and an imbecile in life.

Love is always beautiful at the beginning, but when you really live together, all the shortcomings will be infinitely magnified.

The woman who originally loved his talent is gone.

At this time, Li Yusheng remembered that his wife at home tolerated him in the past.

With even more guilt and self-blame, Li Yusheng, who was deeply shocked, jumped directly into the Erhai Lake.

Li Yusheng is very good at telling stories, telling stories, it is simply a poignant love story.

It's just that he trusts people who are not human.

But He Sihai only made the above simple summary in his heart.

is nothing more than the story of a scumbag meeting a scumbag.

The scumbag repented and finally committed suicide by throwing himself into the river, but he was unwilling to miss the story of the world and unwilling to leave.

To be honest, He Sihai didn't want to pick up his "customer" a little.

Not all "customers" He Sihai have to take it, he has the right to choose.

Otherwise, if there is a wish to let a certain foot win the World Cup, wouldn't He Sihai never be able to complete it?

And the reason why He Sihai is willing to help him complete his wish task.

is because of the wife who has insisted on coming to Erhai every year for more than 20 years to mourn Li Yusheng.

"I took it. He Sihai was silent for a while and said.

"Thank you. ”

Li Yusheng thanked him and disappeared without a trace.

At this time, there was a sound of the door opening from the balcony, and I saw Liu Wanzhao wearing a blanket, standing at the door timidly stretching her head, and asked softly, "Are you still there?"

She meant two things, she was asking if the "guest" was still there, and she was also asking if she was still talking about things.

"It's over, it's gone, why don't you sleep. He Sihai said.

"I'm waiting for you, it's cold outside. ”

Liu Wanzhao walked to the balcony and sat down beside He Sihai.

Then he lifted the thin blanket on his body, draped it on He Sihai's body, and then snuggled beside him.

"It's so beautiful!" Liu Wanzhao sighed as she looked at the Erhai Lake outside the balcony.

He Sihai reached out and put his arm around her waist, bringing her closer to him.

There is a large difference in temperature between daytime and nighttime.

......

"Be quiet, your dad is still sleeping, don't wake him up. ”

In the haze, He Sihai heard Liu Wanzhao's soft voice.

Then there was Peach's deliberately lowered voice: "Then when will he get up, the sun is all drying his ass." ”

"I'll wake him up later, and you can go and wake up my sister too, but be quiet. ”

"Uh-huh, my little voice. Momoko said in a low voice.

Then there was the sound of footsteps with peaches crumbling.

"Sister Xuanxuan, get up, the sun is soaking your ass. Momoko whispered.

Xuanxuan rolled over, pouted and continued to sleep.

( ̄△ ̄;)

I mean, the sun is going to dry your ass, not for you to dry your ass.

When Peaches was waking Xuanxuan up, Liu Wanzhao also came to He Sihai's bedside.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, she carefully looked at He Sihai.

She had never been so close, so closely observing He Sihai.

With thick eyebrows, deep eye sockets, a high nose bridge, and a broad forehead, he looks very handsome and chic.

Although the skin is a little darker, it is very good, delicate and shiny.

Exposed to the strong pectoral muscles outside the blanket, Liu Wanzhao unconsciously reached out and stroked it gently.

Looking at He Sihai, who was sleeping peacefully, Liu Wanzhao secretly leaned over and kissed him on the corner of his mouth.

But when she got up, she saw He Sihai looking at her with burning eyes.

"You're awake. Liu Wanzhao's cheeks flushed.

The peach next to him saw it, and also followed Liu Wanzhao's example, pouted her ass, and "sucked" on Xuanxuan's face, making a wave.

"Wow, what are you doing?" asked Xuanxuan, who opened her eyes in a daze.

"Hee-hee, wake you up. Peaches said.

......

The noisy day has started again.

PS: It's a little late~