Chapter Seventy-Four: See "Yellow Moon Season" Again
This allusion has long been buried in the long river of Cheng Zhichao's memory with the passage of time, and now there is Fang Xiaochen, and between him and Huang Yueji, it can only become a story that can be remembered for a long time. Just an inadvertent glance at this flower wall, which reminded Cheng Zhichao of the past.
Zhao Jiyong looked at the gate of the park, blinked his eyes, and said to Cheng Zhichao: "Anyway, it's still early, let's not rush home, since we're here, or ...... Go in and have a look? â
Cheng Zhichao nodded: "I'll buy a ticket." â
This time I came in a hurry, and I didn't have time to borrow clothes from the fighters of the guard company, so I had to pay for the tickets myself. Fortunately, although the park is charged, the ticket is not too expensive, usually a few dollars, but now to catch up with the solar terms, it is more expensive, and it is only twenty yuan a ticket. A fifty yuan bill was handed over, exchanged for two tickets and a change of ten yuan, and one paper was exchanged for three pieces of paper, Cheng Zhichao not only did not lose, but also seemed to take advantage.
The two of them arrived at the door and walked in like they had pretended to be soldiers. The entrance is a wide and long asphalt road, lined with woods, from the avenue to the path in the woods, and two or three hundred meters further on, there is one of the artificial lakes. This season is the season when lotus flowers are in full bloom, and the green lotus leaves cover the surface of the lake, and from a distance, it looks like a huge carpet. Countless pale pink lotus flowers dotted the carpet, swaying with the breeze.
After living in the hospital for several days, the walls are white, the lights are white, and even the clothes worn by people are white. At this time, seeing such a large piece of lotus leaves and lotus flowers, Cheng Zhichao only felt a burst of refreshment in his chest, bent down and pulled off a few flat stones from the path under his feet, and hit a few drifts on the water, and felt that the turbidity disappeared suddenly.
Zhao Jiyong was also dazzled, screaming and screaming with Cheng Zhichao to pick stones and fight for water. Compared with Cheng Zhichao, he was much more violent, and he didn't deliberately look for flat stone chips, but casually picked up a stone, gritted his teeth and threw it into the water.
Zhao Jiyong has always admitted that Cheng Zhichao's IQ is higher than him, but Cheng Zhichao also admits that Zhao Jiyong's thinking is more active than him, and he is so active that he can use two minds. â
Cheng Zhichao looked down at the stone chips, and asked casually: "What's the problem?" â
"The pot of moon flowers you gave to Huang Yueji, is it yellow?"
"How do I know? It's not like you don't know that when the flower was given to her, she had just pulled out a few branches, and there was not even a flower bone, and the ghost knew whether it was yellow or not. But I don't think it's very likely, because I remember seeing it at that aunt's house, and the flower was red. The branches were cut from my aunt, so I can't just skewer them and turn them from red to yellow. â
"She didn't mention it to you since?"
"I didn't mention a word, but it seems that I once mentioned your pot of cactus, saying that your cactus should be male, and after arriving at her house, it has grown a lot, but it doesn't bloom. Other people's cactus balls will bloom when they are raised, but your pot will not bloom. â
", it's the first time I've heard that cacti are also male and female."
"If you can't really divide the male and female, I've seen a cactus that has been raised for more than ten years, bigger than the head, but it doesn't bloom; I've also seen flowers that bloom after only two or three years. The flowers were pure white, and they were really beautiful, but they didn't bloom too long, and they were gone after two or three days. â
"Then my pot may be really public, but then again, that girl may also be interested in you, you got a pot of fake Huang Yueji to send people, and no one is angry with you, it's not normal."
"Damn, if that's the case, I'd really ruined my first love."
"Look, I'm not wrong, you admit to ruining yourself. Hey, if Miss Fang doesn't know, and will never know, what will you do when you see Huang Yueji again? â
Cheng Zhichao found a more satisfactory stone piece, raised his hand and was about to throw it, after listening to his words, he put his raised hand down again, rolled his eyes, thought for a while, and said in a daze: "If that's the case, I will let go of my arms, first have a warm hug, and then have a ten-minute foreign handshake." â
Zhao Jiyong's eyes lit up, and he laughed in confusion.
Talk while throwing. After throwing more than a dozen stones, the two of them vented almost less, carrying backpacks, like two leading cadres who went to the countryside to investigate, they walked slowly along the lake, and feasted their eyes on all kinds of beauties along the way. It wasn't until more than half an hour later, when the sun overhead became vicious, that I remembered to find a place to sit and rest, and continue to feast my eyes while drinking iced tea.
There are many benches in the woods on both sides of the road, which are specially set up in the park for people to rest, although they are all made of cement and then painted, but some is better than nothing. It's just that they seem to be late in coming up with the idea of resting, and almost all the people are sitting on the benches, some are some, some are some, some are five or six, and some are two or three, and after looking for a long time, they can be regarded as finding a stool where only one person sits.
It's a bit of a waste to sit only one person on a bench, not to mention that the eyes of the two people are good, and you can see at a glance that there is a woman sitting on the stool. The woman's face rushed away, and she couldn't see what she looked like, but her figure was slender and short. He was also dressed appropriately, wearing a pair of white jeans and a white T-shirt on the top. Next to her are purple and red flowers, which makes this woman look even more pretentious.
Zhao Jiyong patted Cheng Zhichao's shoulder, snorted in that direction, and said four words in his mouth: "Peep into the leopard ...... tube"
Cheng Zhichao nodded and took over his words: "...... It can be seen. â
Then, the two of them said in unison: "With such a good figure, the appearance must not be much different, and the main thing is ......",
What's more, the woman sat alone on a stool, as if she was blind to the bustling crowd around her, just quietly looking at a clover at her feet, and the bench under her ass was empty enough for two more people.
As the saying goes, my fair lady is a gentleman. Although Cheng Zhichao already has a "good man", Zhao Jiyong also has a warm relationship with Zhou Dahua, but these two people are not at the scene now, there is no cat in the world who does not steal, there is a chance to get close to a beautiful woman, and it is the kind of beautiful feeling of meeting and passing by, of course, I will not let it go.
The two princes coughed lightly, with a dodgy and embarrassed expression on their faces, but their feet were as light as the wind, and they strode straight to the stool. The distance of more than ten meters, normally speaking, it should take more than 20 steps to walk, but these two actually took only a dozen steps to reach their destination.
There were two more people around, and the woman seemed to be completely unconscious, and she didn't raise her head, still looking at the clover.
If people don't look up, they can't see what they look like. Sitting on a stool with a beautiful woman and not seeing each other's appearance is, in a sense, it is simply a crime. But if you stare directly at other girls, even if it does not constitute a crime, at least morally unjustifiable. The only way is for her to take the initiative to raise her head.
At this point, Cheng Zhichao and Zhao Jiyong already had a countermeasure, after coming to the woman, Cheng Zhichao sat next to the person, although there was a certain distance, but the distance was not too far, as long as he breathed a little harder, he could smell the aroma emanating from the person's body. Zhao Jiyong didn't sit down, he went straight to the front of the people, cleared his throat, and asked in a gentlemanly voice that even he felt surprisingly cheap: "Hello, may I ask, can we sit here?" â
The woman finally reacted, and her first reaction was a twitch of her shoulders, as if she couldn't help but laugh, and then said, "You're all sitting here, I said it can't work?" â
As he spoke, he slowly raised his head. I can't help but say that Cheng Zhichao and Zhao Jiyong's vision is really good, the other party is really a beauty, and they belong to the kind of beauty that looks more classical and has more appetite for most men. In this kind of place, it should be a very pleasant thing to see such an ancient and typical beauty, but the expressions of the two people are a little strange.
The two of them looked at each other, and they were both stunned. Zhao Jiyong stretched out his finger and pointed at others and said several times in a row: "You...... You...... You ......" The woman also frowned, as if thinking about something, and after ten seconds, she seemed to suddenly realize, and said in surprise: "Zhao Jiyong!" Isn't it Zhao Jiyong? â
Zhao Jiyong's whole body was almost frozen, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said dryly: "Oh my mother, it's really a hell of a life." â
The beauty glared at her, and said angrily: "What the hell, I haven't seen you for a few years, and you don't know what to say." â
"No, no, I'm so excited, I'm so excited, I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it. You are...... Little Wang Ba? Ah, no, you're ...... Xiao Wang, right? Without waiting for the other party to express his position, he yelled again: "Huang Yueji." â
When the two of them were abnormal, Cheng Zhichao also became abnormal, as soon as Zhao Jiyong's three words "Huang Yueji" came out, Cheng Zhichao had already jumped up from the stool as if he had been stepped on his tail, his eyes widened, and he exclaimed: "It's really Huang Yueji!" â
The beauty was stunned by them, and frowned: "What Yellow Moon Season and Red Moon Season?" Ah, Cheng Zhichao! Gee, how did I meet you here? â
Cheng Zhichao and Zhao Jiyong glanced at each other, and the words "I rely on" came out of their hearts. I just saw things and thought about people, and paid tribute to my first love, and now the object of my first love has appeared alive in front of my eyes, this kind of bridge seems to only appear in movies and television, which can be described as weird.
The beautiful woman looked at the two young men who were stuck in two pieces of wood, and smiled: "I really didn't expect to meet the two of you here." How? Don't know me anymore? It's really not interesting, just be careful, I'm Wang Caixia. â
Of course, Cheng Zhichao knows the name in front of him that is a little cheesy, beautiful but vulgar. I also know that in a certain situation, the three words Wang Caixia can be organically combined with Huang Yueji. It's just that this accident came too suddenly, and he couldn't accept it for a while. After being stunned for more than ten seconds, he laughed stupidly twice: "Oops, I haven't seen you for a few years, but I have become more and more beautiful, and my hair is permed and curly, I am almost unrecognizable." â
Wang Meinu's face was slightly red, she gently stroked her hair, and said angrily: "Flamboyant tongue, you just didn't recognize me just now, otherwise you wouldn't sit next to me and not say a word." It wasn't a good thing for the two of you when you were in middle school, and now it's getting worse and worse the more you learn. â
"The conscience of heaven and earth, how come the more we learn, the worse it gets?"
Wang Caixia snorted, and the expression on her face seemed to be smiling: "Needless to say, Zhao Jiyong is obviously not familiar with it, so he insists on talking to someone else, which can be described as Sima Zhao's heart." You're not a good thing, this stool is so long, you sit less than twenty centimeters away from me. Honestly, what's the idea in your heart? Do you want to take advantage? â
The little Jiujiu in Cheng Zhichao's heart was exposed to his face, and he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, and sighed in his heart: "Is this still the goddess in my heart at the beginning?" How many goddesses are as sharp-tongued as she is? She wasn't like that before. â
After Zhao Jiyong woke up from the shock when he said Cao Cao and Cao Cao, the first thing that came to mind was the "foreign handshake" that Cheng Zhichao just said, but looking at his dejected appearance, he knew that there was no need to say "foreign handshake", and even the passionate hug could only be stored in fantasy. secretly gave Cheng Zhichao a thumbs up, and sat on the other side of Wang Meinu with a smile: "Chao'er and I mentioned you just now, I didn't expect to see such a coincidence that I actually saw a living person." â
"Mentioned me? What do I do? You two aren't scolding me behind my back. â
"How dare you, how dare you! Your Excellency is in the hearts of our brothers, that is the god-like existence zĂ i, I can't wait to set up a board to offer your old man, and dare to scold you behind your back? Just now we saw a lot of Huang Yueji at the door, remembering that when I was in school, Chao'er gave you the pot of Yueji flowers, and by the way, I also brought up your old man. â
At the mention of the pot of flowers, Wang Meinu's little face turned up again: "You two are embarrassed to say?" What I wanted was Huang Yueji, but after I raised that flower, I found out that it was the Pink Moon Season, so I raised that flower until now, just waiting for the opportunity to see you, the evidence is conclusive, and I will ask you to ask for the guilt. â
"Oops" Zhao Jiyong exclaimed, threw a meaningful look at Cheng Zhichao, and exclaimed loudly: "Have you been raising it until now?" It's been years, but what about the flowers? â
"I'm alive, I haven't even changed the flower pots, if you don't believe me, you will come to my house one day to have a look." Wang Meinu is not to be outdone.
Zhao Jiyong laughed and muttered: "Well, letter, letter." Hehe, I didn't even change the flower pots. What about the pot of cacti I brought to you? â
Wang Meinu showed a hint of apology on her face: "I'm really embarrassed, I was young and ignorant at that time." That pot of cactus never bloomed, so I didn't take much care of it, and the year we graduated, we died. â
Zhao Jiyong's expression was strange, and he nodded again and again: "Mmmm, it's dead." The flowers are dead, but what about the pots? â
"It's gone."