Chapter Twenty-Seven: What Is My Smile Like?
The sky was a little gray, and the spiritual plants on the tree-lined path seemed to be covered with a layer of gray, which looked a little decadent, and there was no anger at a glance.
Youguo sat on a chair on the path, quietly letting the cool breeze slip across his face. The two little feet stood cross-legged on the ground, swaying from time to time with the frequency of the wind.
Quiet and comfortable. In her previous life, when she was humiliated, she would often sit on the swing in front of her house and sit quietly, as if there was no more trouble in this world. Discomfort, grievance, humiliation never seemed to happen in this moment.
"In the past, it was not enough to boast, but now it is boundless; The spring breeze is proud, and you can see all the Chang'an flowers in one day. Although the poem was not appropriate here, she chanted it softly. The encounter in the previous life compared with the current encounter made her have to sigh that the world is impermanent!
A spirit tree opposite Youguo seemed to have not withstood the touch of the breeze, and dropped a few spirit leaves "brushing and brushing". Lingye fluttered in the air in the direction of the wind, and looked at such a scene with a smile in his eyes, thus ignoring the slightest abnormal movement in the air beside him.
"What are you laughing at?" The sudden sound startled and frightened again. Looking sideways, the black mist-like spiritual power gradually converged into Fang Yintian's body and face.
"Can you show up normally next time?" This is already the second time. The first time was inexplicably thrown out, and the second time was inexplicably startled, this is a ghost movie with its own stunts.
“???” Is there anything wrong? He was at the old man's place, and he often appeared like this, and he didn't see the old man's expression.
"Forget it, it's nothing." He patted the hem of his skirt and stood up again. She knew that there would be no good answer to ask him questions.
"By the way, how are your grades? You're done writing so soon? If she remembers correctly, during the exam, there was a gaze on her until she left the classroom, and she didn't concentrate on answering the questions. And this gaze was very familiar, because for most of the past half a month, it had been shooting from Fang Yintian's direction almost every day.
The corners of Fang Yintian's mouth raised, and he gently spit out two words: "The same!" When Youguo left, he didn't know why he wanted to leave, so he focused on the answers. However, he didn't expect that he, who had never listened carefully to the class, would know all the answers completely.
"What's the same?" Youguo raised his eyebrows and said, "You mean it's the same as my score?" "If that's the case, isn't he a real genius? After all, she has Chen's four-year teaching, plus some experience in her previous life. But Fang Yintian? He's a native of the eleven, right?
Without speaking, Fang Yintian nodded, with indescribable pride in his heart. He also didn't understand that before he met Youguo, he was a little slow to respond to anything, and he wasn't interested in anything. But after meeting him, he suddenly understood a lot of things inexplicably, as if the sealed memory had been opened.
Youguo didn't lower his eyebrows, but his eyes revealed a trace of disbelief.
"It's ugly!" The words of disgust popped out of Fang Yintian's mouth, he still liked to laugh again, she was too ugly like this. A small mouth that can be stuffed into an egg is opened, revealing two small tiger teeth. It's not ugly, but it's weirder than the usual serious look.
I came back to my senses again, and I didn't care about those two words. In his previous life, he heard too much, and he became numb, not to mention that there was no malice in Fang Yintian's tone.
"You don't see anywhere either!" Although I didn't care, it didn't prevent Youguo from disliking these two words. She can be ugly, but Fang Yintian really didn't see much better, especially the face was awkward and looked like a fake face.
"Well, it's good-looking!" Fang Yintian raised his eyes and said. At least it's better than the initial expression, and it's very cute.
"What's pretty?" Talking to Fang Yintian requires brain power, and I have already experienced this. Try to guess what he is trying to say. Just two words "good-looking" can't tell whether he is saying that he is good-looking or that he is good-looking, if it is a bit difficult.
Fang Yintian's eyes fell into contemplation, and he sat quietly on the bench, as if he was thinking about other things, as if he was looking for something beautiful in his memory. After a while, he said, "It's nice to smile!" ”
Since knowing each other for so many days, he has never seen Fang Yintian smile, so is he saying that she looks good when she laughs? And I can't be sure: "My smile is good-looking?" ”
Fang Yintian frowned, was his words so incomprehensible? Or is there something wrong with the girl's IQ? The mood was a little impatient, so his voice was amplified, and he said, "Yes! After finishing speaking, as if he was in thought, he muttered, "Laughing like this"
The path was very quiet, and he could clearly hear Fang Yintian's muttering, and when he saw that he stopped halfway through his speech, he asked, "What does it look like to laugh?" I didn't expect this papaya head to praise people, and she didn't notice that when she was praised by Fang Yintian, she had some expectations in her heart.
Fang Yintian frowned and kept recalling, and the appearance when he laughed could be clearly remembered in his mind, but he just couldn't describe it. And every time she laughed, his heart tickled.
Itchy? By the way, after coming back to his senses, a smile miraculously appeared on Fang Yintian's face, and he said in a slightly happy tone: "Like an earthworm!" "Earthworms like to wriggle and arch in the ground, and it seems to tickle his heart, isn't this in line with the laughter of Youguo?
"Thank you, thank you for me, thank you family!" The smile that she was expecting instantly burst and immediately rolled her eyes, she thought he could say something good!
"You're welcome!" Fang Yintian didn't hear the other meaning of Youguo's words, but maybe he also heard it but didn't care at all.
Youguo twitched his lips and ignored Fang Yintian again.
The girl stood on the path with her back to the boy and looked ahead, while the boy leaned back on the bench with his hands on the eaves on the back of the chair and crossed his legs, staring at the girl in front of him with confused eyes.
From time to time, a spirit leaf blown down by the breeze fluttered between the two of them, and then fell on the skirt of the girl's skirt and the boy's hair.
The boy flicked his hair slightly, and the spirit leaf floated lightly onto the bench again. Looking at the spirit leaf on the skirt of the girl's skirt, the boy smiled, and his smile seemed to be the scorching sun between heaven and earth, illuminating the whole land.
No one spoke, but the atmosphere that permeated the two of them was not the slightest awkward, as if it had been like this many years ago, he accompanied her, quietly guarding her.
However, the beautiful picture did not last long when it was shattered by a burst of shouts like silver bells.