Chapter 54 Need to be Thankful for Your Eighteen Years as a Single Dog?
Chapter 54
Many other children of his age in the city would make soy sauce, but he was grateful that he was still a single dog at the age of eighteen, so that he could pursue his own happiness without worry. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
He Jinghui enjoyed the sunrise on the lake, eating crispy and delicious snacks in his mouth, what a beautiful thing it would be if Nian'er could be here, he designed a sunrise fragrance in his mind, and even the idea of a bottle was also available, he hoped that all his good things could be shared with Nian'er.
Jingjing was naturally unwilling to be robbed of all the limelight by Wu Meier, so she stood up, blessed her body slightly, and said to He Jinghui: "I don't know that today is your birthday, and I don't have anything to prepare, so I will dance a thrilling dance for you to cheer up......"
This dance is very difficult to dance, without more than ten years of practice is not good, and the flexibility and coordination of the body requirements are very high.
She hummed the song by herself, and then danced movingly, a purple skirt fluttered lightly in the wind, so beautiful that she was like a fairy in the heavenly palace, He Jinghui and everyone were simply stunned, the golden morning sun hit Jingjing's body, as if blocking a halo, so beautiful that people are simply poor words, He Jinghui really regrets that he didn't study hard before, and he knows too few words.
The singing stopped slowly, the dance fell, and everyone retracted their attentive eyes, but Wu Meier took the lead in applauding: "Jingjing's dancing is really beautiful, and the singing is so beautiful, thank you for feasting our eyes......"
He Jinghui immediately echoed and exclaimed: "It's so beautiful, the amazing dance, it's really the flying wild goose, the Jingjing girl's amazing dance is afraid that it has put a lot of effort into it, it is indeed amazing, thank you Miss Jingjing......"
The corners of Jingjing's mouth pulled a reluctant smile and said, "If you like it, it's fine!" ā
The first to praise was Wu Meier, which made Jingjing a little disappointed. But hearing He Jingxuan's praise and his appreciative gaze, as long as he likes it. At this moment, Jingjing suddenly felt that she didn't know how to please him, she wanted him to be happy, but there was always a Wu Meier by his side, what an uncomfortable stalk this is, love is selfish, at least Jingjing always felt that this Wu Meier was very an eyesore.
Similarly, she also faintly felt that under Wu Meier's atmosphere, she seemed to have a faint alienation from herself, presumably, Wu Meier was also interested in He Gongzi, but looking at He Gongzi's sincere and unscheming smile, I think he shouldn't know it.
In his previous life, he was unlucky, not even a spare tire, at most He Jinghui, who was a thousand gold tops, really lacked experience in love, where did he know that there were so many twists and turns in the hearts of these women, at this moment, he was flattered and stupid, so many people were so good to him, this was something he had never experienced in the past, the feeling of being noticed and valued, it felt so good.
This made him even more determined to make a career in this Great Qi Dynasty, to be a five-good young man, to live up to everyone's love and expectations for him, I couldn't imagine that I had not been able to get the favor of women before I crossed over, and after coming to this time, there were so many women around.
This feeling is so beautiful for He Jinghui, everyone is so good to him. However, in his heart, He Jinghui just regarded Wu Meier as an excellent and very suitable good partner, and Jingjing girl, a friend's wife, should not be bullied, and He Jinghui, who prides himself on being a moral model, is still very righteous.
The group happily returned to the inn, everything had been arranged, and continued to set off with the rising sun. All the scenery along the way is so fresh, Wu Meier makes some introductions from time to time, Jingjing feels more and more that compared to Wu Meier's knowledge, she is a canary raised only in the Qinglou, and that faint sadness spreads to her entire chest, which is unspeakably sour.
He Jinghui didn't know that his perfume had become a hot seller on the black market in the capital, and many wives of dignitaries and nobles would try their best to get a bottle, and the people in the black market hid the way of this batch of perfumes in order to sell them at a high price.
A woman in the capital, wearing a beige long skirt, with a green gauze hat on her head that covers her beautiful face, is holding a bottle of perfume in her hand, walking proudly on the street, her eyebrows are smiling, the small mole in the corner of her eyes has a hint of naughtiness, and finally got this hot perfume, this bottle is so beautiful, she gently stroked the silhouette on the bottle, is it a coincidence? There is also a very small protrusion at the eyebrow, like a small mole at the corner of her eye, a maid behind her panted and caught up and was about to call her, she instinctively pressed her slender index finger against her lips, signaling her not to be so loud, the maid took a deep breath: "We should go back......"
The masked woman looked at the bustling market with some nostalgia, and finally nodded, "Well, let's go back quickly......
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The carriage bumped all the way to the night, He Jinghui and his party lived in a village again, it was relatively desolate, and they could only stay in a family, it could be seen that Wu Meier was still familiar with them, the family was very warm and entertained them, their yard should be the largest in the village, several side rooms were all vacated for their group, although it was relatively simple, but they were very clean, the group settled down, the yard was paved with river stones, and it would make a noise when they walked up, He Jinghui couldn't sleep and climbed onto the roof, There is a lake in the distance, which has been hidden in the shadow of the mountains at night, and the sky is extremely clear, and the Milky Way can be faintly seen.
Wu Meier is very ingenious, she used the wildflowers blooming around her to quickly weave a wreath, she wore the wreath in the moonlight beautiful like a goddess, Wu Meier's atmosphere, made her look like a goddess, He Jinghui called to them: "Hey, hey, come up, here you can see the Milky Way in the night sky...... There are so many beautiful stars! ā
Wu Mei'er smiled and thought to herself, this Jinghui is like a child many times, and she is so happy to see Xinghe.
She likes his cleverness, and also likes his sometimes child-like simplicity, complex feelings are strongly mixed together, and the heart of admiration seems to have been deeply implanted in the heart, and the little flower born of love is delicate and beautiful.
Wu Meier and Huang Li also climbed on the roof together, and the three of them lay on the roof, looking up at the sky and talking and laughing, joy is sometimes so simple.
Casual conversation, no distance, feeling casual is actually intimacy.
He Jinghui suddenly said to Wu Mei'er, "Mei'er, do you know the lone wolf star?" ā
Wu Mei'er knew a little about the stars but didn't know about the lone wolf star, she shook her head and said, "I really don't know!" ā
He Jinghui looked into the distance, pointing to the star far away from the galaxy, it looked very far away, faintly covered with a layer of fog, Wu Meier thoughtfully echoed, "No wonder it is called Lone Wolf Star, far away from the constellation, the starlight is also dim......"
"That star is hard to see, you have to wait until the season is right, and it has to be a very clear night. ā
They just talked and laughed casually, but they didn't know that Jingjing was standing under the eaves at the moment, she looked up at the starry sky and felt that she was very much like the lone wolf star they said, far away from them, bleak, she often recalled the scene when she first met He Jingxuan, the night was so beautiful, she was so desperate to die but this unfortunate life, but she didn't want to meet He Jinghui, giving her hope of rebirth, but now whenever she saw Wu Meier looking at He Jingxuan's smiling face, she felt stung, she raised her head and didn't want to let the tears fall, She went through so many bad experiences to survive in death, and she wouldn't admit defeat so easily.
She loves him, she must try to be with him, tears are put away, Jingjing pretends to have just come out of the house, she is standing in the yard, the moonlight hits her body, she is wearing a pale pink long skirt, just like a nine-tailed fox, she dances, dancing enchantingly, singing intoxicated, unconsciously attracted the attention of the three people on the roof, they watched on the roof, the song was graceful with resentment, unconsciously rubbed into the hearts of people.