Chapter 10013

The ancient mausoleum gate, built with ink incense, and the Humble Administrator's Garden in winter is slightly more lonely than in summer. In spring and summer, the garden is full of flowers, like a dream. In winter, not only is there no fragrance of flowers and birds, but even tourists are quite rare. What is a little gratifying is that the plum blossoms happen to be in full bloom.

Fortunately, the main thing to look at here is the structure of the garden, not the flowers and plants that are adorned on the outside. In the past, Ye Shengtao wrote an article called "Suzhou Garden", in which he described the gardens of Suzhou, with gardens in paintings and paintings in gardens.

In fact, it is true that the structure of the garden is very distinctive, and no matter how you look at it, it seems unique and wonderful. The only regret is that the time is not right, if it is summer, it is the best time to view the garden. At that time, the view is like the wonderful meaning of "fish playing among lotus leaves", and there are different surprises in every place.

Now that the green lotus has withered, only depression remains, and the poetry is gone, even the mandarin ducks in the Mandarin Duck Pavilion look sickly.

Wandering around, it's like watching the flowers, a little appreciation, and it's over soon.

This kind of play could have been very atmospheric, but because Murong Ziye's hasty confession inevitably ruined most of the atmosphere, Luo Zhen'er, who was originally in a good mood, seemed relatively passive and silent from beginning to end. She didn't dare to take the initiative to say anything, for fear that Murong Ziye would bring up unhappy things again.

And Murong Ziye also had something on his mind because of the failure of his confession, and he was thinking about who the man who got Luo Zhen'er's heart was from beginning to end. It's a pity that Luo Zhen'er is reluctant to say that no matter how he guesses, he can't get a result.

After visiting the Humble Administrator's Garden, it was still early, and Murong Ziye wanted to invite her to the Lingering Garden and Canglang Pavilion again.

But Luo Zhen'er happened to receive a phone call, and as soon as the call was finished, before Murong Midnight could say the idea of invitation, she said that there was a sudden urgency at home and asked her to go back immediately.

Murong Ziye asked what was the urgency and if he could help. Luo Zhen'er politely declined him, and only asked him if he could send herself back.

Murong Ziye was also helpless, although he didn't want to send her back, but he had to send her back. Along the way, the two continued to be silent, neither of them said a word, and they were unexpectedly very tacit.

When he was about to arrive near Luo Zhen'er's house, Murong Ziye took a breath, and suddenly couldn't help but ask a question, he thought about a question for the morning, and said, "Zhen'er, can you tell me, who do you really like?" Say it and let me know, so that I can die of this heart, how about it? ”

Zhen'er was silent for a morning, in order not to give Murong Ziye a chance to bring up this topic. However, after all, he couldn't avoid it, and he asked again.

sighed helplessly, and said, "Actually, there's no need for this, even if I say it, you don't know it, it's meaningless." ”

Zhen'er is now a head and two big, and she is really troubled. It is a happy thing to be liked and loved, but if you use liking and love as an excuse to entangle, it is difficult to accept.

"If you don't say it, I'll just take it as an excuse you make up casually, to be honest, I really like you, and I really hope you can accept me." Murong Ziye said extremely seriously. The car was slow, as slow as he spoke. He has never liked a girl casually, but if he does, he will never give up easily.

Luo Zhen'er frowned, a trace of displeasure flashed in her beautiful eyes, sighed, and said, "Why bother? We could have been good friends, so why would you do that?"

"I don't need friends, I just need a girlfriend, so I have to." Murong Ziye simply stopped the car and looked at Luo Zhen'er fixedly. He is very confident that on his own terms, there should be few other men who can compare to his own, and Zhen'er has no reason not to accept himself and like others.

"You've seen someone I like, and even you know, although sometimes he makes me unhappy, but liking is liking, and it can't be easily changed, do you understand?" Zhen'er lowered her head and said lightly.

"I don't understand, I just know that if you become my girlfriend, I will definitely be very good to you, and the relationship can be cultivated slowly, I hope you can give me this opportunity." Murong Ziye replied stubbornly.

"No, you don't understand, and I can't tell you clearly."

"The person you like is Meng Que, right?" Murong Ziye pondered for a moment and asked tentatively.

Luo Zhen'er bit her lip, a trace of surprise flashed on her slightly immature face, glanced at Murong Ziye, and said with a wry smile: "That's right, it's him." ”

"You actually like him?" Murong Ziye couldn't figure out how the beautiful Miss Zhen'er would actually like that guy Meng Que! Just now Luo Zhen'er said that he had seen and even knew the people she liked. He wondered who it would be. Who is close to Miss Zhen'er and knows her?

Thinking of this, Murong Ziye's shadow quickly appeared in Murong Ziye's mind, and he asked casually. Unexpectedly, Miss Zhen'er actually nodded in acknowledgement.

"Yes, I like him, and my parents have recognized him, and have decided to marry him as soon as I turn 20." Luo Zhen'er had no choice but to tell the truth, in this case, if she didn't tell the truth, Murong Ziye would inevitably continue to entangle.

"Get married as soon as you turn 20?" Murong Ziye's hand holding the steering wheel obviously suddenly tightened, smiled bitterly, and said, "What's so good about him, why do you like him?" ”

"There is no reason to like someone, like is like. It doesn't matter if he's a jerk or something, once he likes it, he can't change it if he wants to. ”

"Then who do you think I want to compare with him?" Murong Ziye asked without giving up.

Luo Zhen'er sighed, and had no choice but to say, "You are very good, but you can't compare with him." ”

"Why? Does this mean that I am inferior to him? Murong Ziye asked seriously word by word, he really wanted to know what was inferior to him besides his own strength was not as good as Meng Que.

to look, he is more handsome than Meng Que; If you want to be powerful, when you become the patriarch of the Murong clan, you will be above ten thousand people. As long as his own strength is also improved in the future, Meng Que has no qualifications to compare with himself at all.

Luo Zhen'er slowly raised her head and said quietly: "You are not inferior to him, everyone has different advantages and disadvantages, and there is no way to compare this for one point." ”

"And what if the world doesn't have him? Will you consider me? Murong Ziye resolutely did not give up, even if there was only a one in a thousand chances, he had to seize it strongly.

"Hehe, it's unlikely, he appeared in my world much earlier than you, if you appeared before him, maybe I might like you, but now, we can only be friends. I hope you can understand. Zhen'er said sincerely.

Murong Ziye didn't say anything, just silently fell, and the car turned around and soon came to Zhen'er's door. Usually when he sends Zhen'er back, he will only take it to the nearest bus stop, which is where Zhen'er gets on his bus. Because Zhen'er had already explained to him that it was best for him not to appear directly at her door, because it would cause some unnecessary trouble.

In the past, Murong Ziye was very willing to listen to her, that is, she would do whatever she said, and she said that she would send it to the bus station. Now, he suddenly wants not to listen to her, no matter what kind of trouble it will cause when he goes to her door, he is happy, and even he wants Zhen'er's family to know that Zhen'er has a friend like him, and it is best to misunderstand it as her new boyfriend.

The messy mood made Murong Ziye unable to completely calm down, but fortunately, Zhen'er's scale of speech was well grasped, and he did not provoke his emotions to lose control and do some extreme things.

The car stopped, and it was the main gate of the Luo house.

At the main entrance, there are four security guards in security uniforms, and at first glance, this Luo Mansion looks like it is quite guarded.

In addition to the four security guards, after getting out of the car, Murong Ziye also saw a person in a wheelchair. This person is no stranger to him, and he is even familiar with it, it is ---- Luowei, Zhen'er's brother, who has raced with him several times before.

When he saw Luo Wei for the first time, Murong Ziye couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, thinking back to when he was racing with Luo Wei, he had never been polite to Luo Wei. Now that Luo Wei appears as the brother of the goddess Zhen'er in his mind, if they meet and talk, he will inevitably feel a little apprehensive.

After thinking about it again, Murong Ziye, who wanted to say hello to Zhen'er's family, suddenly changed his mind.

"Zhen'er, are you free tomorrow? How about I'll take you to a very interesting place to play? Standing outside the driver's door, Murong Ziye smiled reluctantly and sent a date invitation to Zhen'er again.

Zhen'er got out of the car, closed the door, shook her head, shrugged her shoulders and said, "I'm sorry, I'm not available tomorrow, you better play with other friends." ”

"What about the day after tomorrow?" Murong Ziye continued to ask.

"I'm not available the day after tomorrow." Zhen'er still shook her head.

"The day after tomorrow? Big day after tomorrow? I can wait, why don't you tell me when you're free and I'll pick you up again? Murong Ziye broke the sand pot and asked to the end.

Zhen'er still shook her head, waved at him, and said, "Goodbye, I don't know when I'll be empty, let's talk about it then." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, she turned around and walked away without looking back.

Murong Ziye looked at her back steadily, slowly getting smaller and smaller, until she walked to the side of the wheelchair Luo Wei, he slammed his fist on the roof of the car, bent into the car, closed the door, and let out a manic roar uncontrollably......

"Ah!!!!!!!h