Chapter 8: Gossip
Ning Jiashu was unhurriedly next to her, continuing to greet people along the way.
Not surprisingly, I received a lot of strange eyes.
"Hey, isn't that the Ange of the Art Troupe? that's it...... The ......" speaker lowered his voice and laughed meaningfully.
"yes, that's her. How did she walk with Ning Jiashu......"
"What else, isn't it just to find a higher branch? ”
"Ning Jia leaves can look down on her...... Gee. ”
A few words of discussion blew in the wind, and when they reached her ears, An Ge frowned slightly, she remembered Li Jing's sympathetic gaze and her eyes that wanted to say goodbye yesterday.
There are also Zhu Mei and Chen Xiujuan, and their fingers are scolding Huai.
What kind of big trouble did this "Ange" cause before?
She couldn't help but sneak a glance at Ning Jiashu beside her.
I saw that he was calm, and he didn't hear those discussions.
"Hey, some people really can't do anything about themselves, people can look up to her, and her reputation is ruined......"
"Play for fun, anyway, it's sent to the door, don't play for nothing, don't play. ”
……
I don't know if these people are doing it on purpose, those discussions are neither high nor low, just enough for her to hear.
An Ge looked at Ning Jiashu's indifferent side face, and didn't believe that he hadn't heard those embarrassing words, a wave of anger rushed up from the bottom of his heart, and glared at him fiercely, "Ning Jiashu, why are you always following me?"
"Where do I have it?" Ning Jiashu said with an innocent expression.
"Not yet?" An Ge suppressed the anger in his heart and lowered his voice, "Did you mean to embarrass me?"
"What's embarrassing?" Ning Jiashu was slightly stunned and raised his eyebrows,
Then I thought about it for a moment, and it seemed to understand what she was referring to. He hooked his lips, and returned to his indifferent expression, "You can listen to those words, whatever they like." ”
Ange: "......"
took a deep breath before relieving, "You don't care, but I do." ”
"If you don't care about others, you won't say it behind your back? You can still gag other people's mouths? In that case, what do you care about?" Ning Jiashu glanced at her, and there was a faint smile on his lips, "The best way to deal with these gossips is to ignore them, go your own way, and let others say it." Got it?"
The little girl is still too young, and such a few gossips can scare her.
Ning Jiashu sighed secretly.
An Ge didn't speak.
In fact, he said it well, these people are just full of food and panic, and they have nothing to chew their tongues, if she really goes to her heart, it is really "falling for the Japanese devil".
The best thing to do is really to "ignore." ”
But even so, Ning Jiashu being by her side made her unhappy.
"Don't follow me, go your own way, don't walk beside me. So no one will say anything. ”
Ning Jiashu turned his face, frowned, and his expression was a little unhappy, "Is walking next to you just following you?Is this road only allowed for you to walk?Not for me to walk?You are too self......-conscious," he glanced at An Ge's face that changed color suddenly, and immediately swallowed the last two words, and said in a low voice, "The personality is too sensitive." ”
An Ge was stunned when he heard this, and was silent for a while, and said angrily, "What kind of character do I need you to take care of?" Ning Jiashu, I think you are really a little ......."
"What's the matter?" Ning Jiashu then asked, staring at her with blazing eyes.
"The dog is nosy with the mouse!" An Ge snorted.
Ning Jiashu said "yo", "Who are you scolding around the corner, but you are saying, look, who is a dog and who is a mouse?"
"You're a dog, and you're a mouse. An Ge couldn't bear it anymore and went back.
Annoying, the ghost is not gone, what kind of big-tailed wolf is pretending.
"Okay, okay, I'm a dog, I'm a mouse. With a sigh, Ning Jiashu said as if admitted, "What you say is what it is, okay?"
An Ge was given goosebumps by his gentle and doting tone, how did Ning Jiashu, who was cold in his previous life, become so oily and slippery.
She had no choice but to quicken her pace and flee.
……
"Hey, hey, where are you going today, are you really going to your uncle's house?" Ning Jiashu kept up with her in a few big steps.
"Does it matter to you where I go?"
"Of course it does, because I'm with you. "Ning Jiashu is of course
Ange: "......"
Please, is there a mistake?
She sneered and said deliberately, "Then you go to my uncle's house with me?"
In the past, Ning Jiashu hated An Ge's relatives very much, especially for her uncle, because he was too disgusted with him, and he was even more disgusted and repulsed.
Sure enough, Ning Jiashu said categorically, "Don't go." You are not allowed to go, your uncle is not worth your visit,"
There was mockery and meanness in his impatient tone, as well as a bit of contempt from above.
An Ge lowered his head and didn't speak.
"Speak, are you really going?" Ning Jiashu frowned impatiently.
An Ge took a deep breath, and when he looked up at him again, his clear eyes were covered with tears.
She lowered her voice and said word by word: "Ning Jiashu, you can figure it out, what does it have to do with you when I go to visit my uncle? Why do you want to interfere, why are you impatient? That's my uncle, not your uncle, whether it's worth visiting is my family matter, and it's not your turn to point fingers at all." ”
After speaking, she didn't look at the other party's stunned expression, and ran away quickly.
Ning Jiashu stood stunned for a moment, and then cursed in a low voice: "." ”
……
Out of the gate of the military compound, the gate is the bus stop, An Ge snorted and panted, looking at the stop sign blankly, his head was empty, and he couldn't remember which bus to take to his uncle's house.
While she was stunned, a bus came at a gallop, the door opened with a whirl, the conductor looked out at her, and quickly closed the door again, and the car staggered away on the dirt road.
Wu Zi left her to stand on the curb of the road, looking at the dust on the side of the road and was stunned.
The dirt blew on the face.
The neat bun was blown away by the wind, and strands of hair fluttered behind the ears.
In the scorching summer, the sun is getting stronger, the cicadas are singing like a tide, and the heat is steaming out of the soil, and the face is red.
Ange inhale deeply, exhale, inhale again, exhale again.
I used all the abdominal breathing taught by the teacher when I practiced yoga in my previous life, and the restlessness in my heart was calmed down a little.
She rubbed her eyes and looked up at the stop sign.
"Why didn't you come by bus No. 5 just now? Aren't you going to your uncle's house?"
An Ge was startled and turned his head to look at him.
Ning Jiashu didn't know when she came to her side again, standing idly with her hands in her trouser pockets, staring thoughtfully ahead, her sword eyebrows furrowed, as if she had just asked her a profound problem.
Is this person competing with her today?