Chapter 13: Sisters and Sisters Are Different

Simple words, gentle and gentle tone, but for the seventeen-year-old girl who has been looking forward to this for a long time and has been worried for a long time, there is no doubt that Huang Zhong Dalu mixed with Sanskrit Buddha singing came from the sky, from far and near, from weak to strong, drilled into the ears, leaked into the chest sea, and then set off an uncontrollable monstrous giant in the depths of the heart lake.

At that moment, she held her breath and stopped her heartbeat, knowing full well that she was about to suffocate

Is this what it feels like to like someone and be liked by someone? Looking at his clear face, looking at his gentle smile, his deep eyes were like black holes that absorbed the light, and also absorbed all her sight

The picture is frozen at this moment, Xu Yao tilted her head, looking at Wen Yu stupidly, her bright eyes, delicate eyebrows, and even her beautiful face could not compare to the two lines of tears that slipped quietly at this moment.

Tears flickered, but there were you and me

For a long time, she grabbed the placket of the boy's clothes with both hands, slowly leaned her head closer, buried her cheeks in his arms, and heard the good smell of the young man's body from the tip of her nose, and murmured:

"Silly boy, I like you, I like it, I like it"

Wen Liang looked down at Xu Yao, his eyes were full of pity, and gently stroked the top of her head, and her long black hair slid into her palm, as soft and delicate as a seventeen-year-old girl.

Seventeen years old, what a simple and beautiful season, seventeen years old, only belongs to a sentimental and sentimental teenager;

At the age of seventeen, how many boys or girls like the person who always appears in their dreams, occasionally sweet gazes, occasional troubled quarrels, occasionally aggrieved vows never to get along, and occasionally firmly think that this is a lifetime of fate.

Seventeen years old, unable to predict the future, seventeen years old, we are crazy about love, but until we experience the sadness when we parted, the desolation when we turned away, and looked back on the past of that year again, as if someone was whispering to our former self: At that time, those happy people, do you know how difficult it is to stay together for a lifetime

Silly girl, seventeen years old, it's your youth,

But seventeen years old is just my memory

But I will still be with you until the day you grow up, when you have seen this colorful world, and have seen this complex human heart, temptation, desire, tribulation, and frustration can no longer shake your heart, staying together or parting, I am waiting here, waiting to send you blessings or hugs you and me.

Your happiness, my eternal promise

Wen Liang pressed his face to the ends of her hair and slowly closed his eyes.

I like you as if it's been two lifetimes......

My name is Gentle Understanding, Gentle Warmth, Forgiving Understanding.

My name is Xu Yao, Xu Xian's Xu, Yao of Yaochi.

……

Walking out of the fragrant soup kitchen, after a short period of joy, followed by a painful choice between love and family affection, Xu Yao lowered her head, her usual delicate and agile seemed to disappear, and said in a low voice: "I'll go back first, you ......"

Wen Liang naturally knew what she was worried about, rubbed her head, and comforted: "Don't worry, I will find a way to ease the relationship with your brother...... Well, don't believe me? Little girl, after knowing each other for so long, what did I promise you not do? ”

Thinking about it, Xu Yao finally regained a little bit of energy, stretched out his slender index finger and tapped it on Wen Yuan's chest, and said coquettishly: "Think of me ten times tonight, no, a hundred times"

"The world view is narrow, how can a hundred times be enough? Have you ever heard such a saying, when you are there, you are a qiē, when you are not, a qiē is you. Even if I see the toilet seat tonight, I will definitely think of you first, Ann"

was so "humiliated" by Wen Yuan, but Xu Yao did not fight back as quickly and forcefully as usual, took two steps back, and smiled: "Flim tongue, I'm leaving, see you tomorrow"

Wen Liang nodded, watched Xu Yao stop the taxi and go away, and was just about to turn around and leave, when a man with glasses with the manager's badge came over and said very respectfully: "This gentleman stays, our boss wants to invite you to come over and meet." ”

Wen Liang looked at the man with glasses, frowned, and said, "What's the matter?" ”

The man with glasses became more and more respectful, his waist bent down slightly, and said: "Little thing, although the gilded engraved floral pattern amphora of Ming Jingtai Nian that was broken in the room just now is not worth a few dollars, it is my boss's favorite thing......"

The smart man said three points, Wen Liang suddenly realized, glanced at the name on the glasses man's badge, and said with a smile: "This is indeed my fault, Manager Zhang, please lead the way." ”…,

Following the man with glasses along the stretching corridor for several twists and turns, Wen Liang was shocked to realize that the area of this fragrant soup kitchen was almost staggering. In Huashan District, the most prosperous gold cave in Qingzhou, it is impossible to open such a place without great financial resources and deep relationships.

After a few more turns, the man with glasses stopped in front of a quaint room, knocked on the door, and said, "Boss, someone brought it." ”

"Come in."

A lazy and hoarse female voice sounded from the room, Wen Liang was slightly surprised, this voice sounded a little familiar. The man in glasses made a gesture of please, turned to leave, and Wen forgave paused for two seconds before pushing the door in.

In the quaint and elegant room, there are only some desks and chairs simply displayed, no different from ordinary offices, the only difference is that the woman sitting behind the desk, a woman who makes people look at it at a glance and can't help but look at it a second time, and the woman who will gradually lose itself in her charm after a second glance.

Wen Liang could never have imagined that the owner of this fragrant soup kitchen would be Gu Shitong's henchman, Mu Zechen's assistant, and the most famous courtesan in Qingzhou, Qi Shu

Qi Shu, who was dressed in a long black dress, was as beautiful as when he first met him in the Imperial Xiangyuan that night, leaning in the half-leaning boss's chair, playing with a milky white mutton fat jade Ruyi in his hand, seeing Wen Liang come in and smiling slightly, Yu Ruyi pointed to the sofa on the left side, and said, "Wen Shao, please sit"

The surprise in Wen Liang's eyes flashed, Qi Shu recognized herself as not surprised, why did she arrange today's meeting - for a so-called Ming Jingtai incense burner that was ninety percent likely to be a fake? Don't be funny, Qi Shu is not Guo Degang, and Wenliang is not Yu Qian, so I don't have time to talk about cross talk to amuse me. He quickly put on an innocent and confused expression and asked, "Are you?" ”

Qi Shu's delicate and flawless face showed an angry expression, as if an older sister had met a naughty younger brother. To make such an expression to a person who can be regarded as an enemy, let you take all the Golden Horse Golden Statues and Hundred Flowers and Lilies, and look at it in the eyes of Wen Yu, it will inevitably be a little deliberate and contrived, but Qi Shu does it naturally, with a frown, a turn of his eyes, all of them should be disgusted and happy, if they are flying.

The face of the loss of forgiveness is made of cement, and if it is a little thinner, you may feel embarrassed immediately. He spread his hands and continued to play dumb: "Have we met?" ”

Qi Shu laughed coquettishly, stood up with his hands on the table, his soft and boneless body curved widely, and the two towering circles under the skirt trembled slightly, and the cloud-like hair coiled behind his head, formed into a bun by a hosta, a few strands of green silk poured out, swaying in front of the slender white and tender neck, between black and white, extremely attractive.

"On the night of Yuxiangyuan, I was still a witness to your hero's rescue of beauty, Wen Shao, if you talk about him like this, it will inevitably hurt my heart......"

Wen Liang let out a long sigh and said with a smile: "I remembered, it turned out to be you, sister." Okay, acquaintances are easy to talk to, the broken incense burner, let alone Jingtai Nian, even in 1995, I can't afford to pay for it. ”

Qi Shu snorted, her extremely pure and beautiful face did not have a trace of earthly vulgarity, just looking at her at this moment, even if it was a nun who wore hair and practiced, some people would believe it. She walked up to Wen Liang, grabbed Wen Liang's wrist and walked to the sofa on the side very naturally, and said, "Since you called me this sister, where can my sister talk to you about the small account of the incense burner," her shoulder and Wen Liang touched lightly, her eyes instantly became watery, and her nasal voice was mixed with a soft voice, as if she was panting and whispering from the depths of her throat: "Isn't it, little dd?" ”

There is no doubt about the determination of meekness, and since the rebirth, he has gone through various levels of beauty tests, and he can basically be regarded as the party of Yanagi Hui who does not move if the enemy does not move, and I love to move if the enemy wants to move, but he was almost aroused by Qi Shu's soul-seducing "little dd".

is extremely pure to the extreme, not even a second of time, compared to the little girl who declensed in a second in later generations, Qi Shu is simply a god-like existence in the "transformation world".

Wen Liang is still confused, and he can't guess what Qi Shu's intentions are today. According to the current situation in Qingzhou, it is impossible for Qi Shu to have any unfriendly actions towards him - she doesn't dare to say it, even if Qi Shu doesn't dare to do bad things, he can't use any beauty tricks against Wen Liang, to put it mildly, with Wen Yuan's identity, he is not worthy...,

So Wen Liang had to pretend to the end, and said with a smile: "Then thank you, sister...... If nothing else, shall I go first? ”

Qi Shu pulled him to sit together, and said angrily: "How can there be a reason to run away in a hurry just after recognizing my sister?" Are you in a hurry to chase the one just now, Xu Fuyan's baby daughter, she really hurts more than my sister. ”

Wen Forgiveness felt a pang in his heart, his eyes were slightly focused, and he said lightly: "Sister and sister, it was originally different"

He was annoyed that Qi Shu made a fuss about Xu Yao, and his poisonous tongue was wide open, and he said lightly, but he insinuated that Qi Shu was old and yellow, and he was extremely mean. However, Qi Shu's world was up and down, what kind of scene had not been seen, the impact was negligible, and he patted Wen Liang on the shoulder with his hand, and said: "Okay, I immediately turned my face when I owed two debts, and I really turned my face without conscience, no wonder the pearl girl was also planted in your hands, I can be regarded as a teacher today." ”

Wen Liang didn't expect Qi Shu to know Fan Mingzhu, he was convinced that the cat lady would not reveal the true situation of that night to others, but recalling that Qi Shu was also from a dandelion, it was not surprising to hear a little rumor.

But how much does Qi Shu know? She tried her best to throw stones to ask for directions, pressing step by step, with countless mysteries in and out of her words, and pulled down her body to explore the details of Wen and forgiveness, did she want to capture the old and indulge, or did she make a mystery?

The most important thing is that today's scene, is it her meaning or Gu Shitong's meaning......

Wen Yu sighed secretly, the so-called life is a process of constantly discovering and solving problems, although two lives are human, but still in this process cycle.

This kind of life is too boring