"You've read a lot of poetry?" "Yes, I like it." She said. "Life is often very bitter for me, so I read poems and lyrics, whenever I am troubled, I read poems aloud, the more I read, the more I fall into that beautiful feeling, so I will feel detached, my mind is empty, and all my troubles are gone."

He looked at her deeply, what a delicate and touching little girl! Will her field be barren? What a fertile ground that would be! He must go in, he must possess it, he must be the sole owner of this fertile land!

"Smoke!" He whispered emotionally.

"Huh?" "Do you think I'm vulgar?" He asked, feeling that in front of her, he had become vulgar and small. "How? You are strong, you are meticulous, you have a life in the world, you have a birth mind, you are the most profound one I have ever met. ”

His heart was filled and filled with these words, the blood rushed rapidly in his body, his heart rippled, his breath was short.

"Really?" He asked. "Really." She said seriously.

"So, can you open the door to your realm for me?" He asked, holding his breath. "I don't know what you mean." She turned her head to the side, pointed to the sparsely planted garden under the railing, and said, "There are roses, do you smell them?" I like roses the most, especially yellow roses. I've always dreamed of having a big garden full of roses. "You'll have a big garden, I promise you. But don't divert from what I just said, you haven't answered me yet. She glanced at him with a strange look.

"I said, I don't understand what you mean."

"So, let me be a little clearer......"

Before he finished his words, the waiter brought the food, Hanyan quickly turned around, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, and said:

"The dish is here, let's eat! I am hungry. ”

Bai Pei looked at her angrily, but she sat back at the table first, smiling at him. He let out a long breath through his nose and had to return to the table. Sitting down, they began to eat, his eyes fixed on her face, and she smiled silently and sweetly, as if she didn't notice it. It took him a long time before he broke his silence and suddenly said:

"Do you like poetry, do you know a word?"

"What about it?" She asked, raising a pair of innocent eyes.

He looked at her and read out slowly:

"The flowers are cold-eyed, and I regret that I am looking for spring sooner or later, knowing this life, knowing that I will see Qing in this life. Natural peerless, don't believe in lovesickness and incomprehension, if you solve lovesickness, you will share a branch with Han Ping! She looked at him, for she had drunk a little, and was a little drunk, her eyes were watery and slightly drunk, her cheeks were slightly red, and her lips were moist and red. The smile still hung on his lips, an innocent, almost childish smile.

"I don't know, what does it mean?"

He glared at her, a little angry. However, the way she looks is impossible to get angry about. He took a breath and said, "You are playing tricks on me, smoking, I think you are deliberately appreciating my pain, and I can't see that you are such a cruel little thing!" ”

Her eyelashes drooped, the smile slowly faded from her lips, she looked at the cup and saucer in front of her, and after a while, she slowly raised her head, there was no smile on her face, there was no innocent look, instead of a pleading, pleading look, and in those big eyes, there was a thin layer of tears.

"I don't want to play tricks on you, sir, and I don't want to make you miserable, sir. If you ask me how I feel about you, I can honestly say that I admire you and I adore you! But, don't talk to me about anything else, we can be friends, and one day, you'll meet a girl who's better than me......" "What do you mean?" He stared at her, and suddenly said: "Oh, I understand, you think I just want to play with you, it's strange that I didn't make it clear, Hanyan, let me ask you frankly, do you like me a little?" ”

She turned her head away and whispered:

"Please! Let's not talk about that! ”

"Smoke!" He said one more thing. "You must answer me!"

"No, Mr. Bai," she shook her tiny head in surprise. "Don't push me, please!" "Smoke-" "Please! She looked up at him, and the look of pleading in her eyes deepened, and this look forced back to his words, and he glared at the face that was pale with fear, and the dark and desolate eyes, and the slightly trembling lips...... He couldn't bear to persecute her any longer, and sighed, and he bowed his head in vain, and said:

"Alright! I don't think I've had a lot of luck today! Let's not talk about it, but don't think I'm going to let you go, I won't let you go for the rest of my life. ”

"Sir!" She shouted again.

"Enough, I don't like to be called that," he said to himself, frowning. "It's as if she doesn't know your name." Turning his head, he faced Hanyan again: "Okay, let's be happy, at least, let's have a good meal!" ”

CHAPTER XIII

Autumn is coming. Bai Peiwen sat in the corner of the sofa, covering his face with a newspaper, but his gaze did not stop at the newspaper. Skimming over the edge of the newspaper, he quietly stared at Zhang Hanyan, who was working behind his desk. She was preparing a letter, holding the pen, she tilted her head slightly, one side of her long hair hung down from her ears, her face was half hidden, her eyelashes were half drooping, her starry eyes were half hidden, and her small white teeth were half biting her lip...... Her expression was thoughtful, focused, and attentive. After a while, she put down her pen and looked up at the window, and she wondered if it was the clouds floating in the sky, or the strings of flowers on a golden rain tree outside the wall, that attracted her attention, and she suddenly became distracted. Her big eyes were covered with a misty mist, her eyebrows were slightly raised, and her thoughts were obviously floating in an unknowable realm, was that realm charming? Is it mysterious? Is it unknown? Bai Peiwen put down the newspaper and stood up sharply. Hanyan was startled by him, and quickly, the gaze came back from the window and fell on his face, giving him a hurried smile.

"Stop writing, smoke, and put down your work." He said.

"What?" She raised her eyebrows suspiciously.

"Come here, come and sit on the couch." "This letter is not finished yet." "Don't finish writing, write again tomorrow!"

"Is it an order?" She asked with a smile.

"Yes." She walked over, sat down on the couch with a smile, and looked up at him with an inquiring look in her eyes, but said nothing. There was a small vortex at the corner of the smiling mouth, and she moved the corner of her mouth, and the small vortex flickered. Bai Peiwen walked over and stood in front of her, propped his hand on the arm of the sofa, he leaned over her, his eyes fixed on her face, he lowered his voice and said:

"How long are you going to play hide and seek with me?"

"Hide and seek?" Her eyelids twitched, revealing innocent confusion. "What do you mean?" "You know what I mean!" His eyes were on fire. "Don't pretend to be inexplicable with me!" "Oh? Mr? Her frightened eyes widened. Don't be so fierce, you scared me. He looked at her, as if he wanted to eat her. For a long time, he reached out and cupped her chin, his gaze wandering up and down her face. Her eyes were wide open, confessed, frightened, innocent, and misty, containing countless dreams and poems, what a pair of eyes, how it wrangled his heart, and touched his six intestines. He felt his breath short, he felt the blood in his chest churning, staring at her tightly, he rushed out and said:

"Don't hide from me anymore, smoke, I want you!"

She curled up on the couch in surprise, her eyes shining with a light that bordered on fear. "No, sir." She said with a shudder.

"Explain, 'No, sir.' What is the meaning? ”

She cowered deeper, as if trying to hide herself in the couch.

"I don't want to, sir." She said clearly.

He glared at her, his heavy breath fanning his nose, and two clusters of fire burned in his eyes, and the flames were pressing her with so much heat that she couldn't help but shudder. "You think I'm playing with me?" He asked, his voice low but powerful. "I mean, I want you to marry me, you know? I'm going to marry you, you know? ”

She stared at him and shook her head.

His hand landed on her shoulder, and grasped her shoulder blade, the thin shoulder blade could not help but be held in the palm of his large hand, he pressed slightly, she groaned in pain, curled up, her big eyes still looking at him for a moment, looking at him with a firm, resistant strength.

"Who is he?" He asked. "What?" She was puzzled. "Who's my opponent? The man you have in mind! ”