Chapter 304: Broken Love
Wu Jue secretly came to the Bahe River, and she found out that Lan Chunfeng and Shirou were dating here today.
She finally saw the woman who had snatched Lan Chunfeng.
Jealousy instantly grabbed her like a poisonous snake, biting and biting her, stinging her.
Wu Jue was jealous, and walked up angrily, she wanted to take a closer look at this woman, what charm did she have to seduce her sweetheart Lan Chunfeng away.
After getting closer, Wu Jue didn't expect Shirou to be a petite and thin girl, her body didn't seem to be fully developed, her mediocre Xiong, and her buttocks were not plump.
From the outside, she looks like a child hiding in her mother's skirt and playing, and her big black eyes show a look of shyness that is almost frightened, which makes this impression even more impressive. She had long, dense black hair, fair skin, and a chicken-heart-shaped face, which was delicate but still plain because her cheekbones were too far apart and her chin was too pointed. She grew as clear as spring water. However, no matter how plain her appearance and how petite her body was, there was still a quiet and very moving solemn beauty in her mannerisms, as soft and gentle as the moon, which made her look far less like a 17-year-old girl.
She wore a long white muslin dress with a cherry-colored ribbon, the skirt was rippling and wrinkled, as if to hide the child's imfully developed body, and the yellow hat with a slender red ribbon made her cream-colored skin even more dazzling. The eyes were like the sparkling waters of a lake in the woods in winter.
She greeted Wu Jue with a timid smile and praised her for how beautiful her green dress was, which made Wu Jue very embarrassed and could only answer with an almost polite smile.
Lan Chunfeng was stunned when he saw Wu Jue, and greeted her politely.
Wu Jue said that he was wandering by the Bahe River and accidentally spotted the two of them, so he came over to say hello.
Lan Chunfeng and Wu Jue stopped paying attention to her after greeting her. Instead, he smiled and continued to talk quietly with Shirou, smiling leisurely and sleepily, such a smile was Wu Jue's most beloved. What's worse is that under his smile, Shirou's eyes shimmer so brightly that even Xiang Wu has to admit that she is almost beautiful. When Shirou looked at Lan Chunfeng, her plain face seemed to be illuminated by an inner flame, if a loving heart could appear on her face, then it was such a heart that appeared on Shirou's face now.
Wu Jue knocked over the vinegar jar in his heart, and it was extremely sour and uncomfortable.
But Lan Chunfeng didn't seem to notice her at all. He just looked at Shirou blindly and kept talking, and at the same time Shirou looked at him affectionately, and the expression on her face clearly showed that she belonged to him.
If Lan Chunfeng could look at her with such eyes, what a great happiness would it be? But at this moment, Wu Jue knew that it was a delusion that would never be possible.
In this way, Wu Jue felt extremely uncomfortable and embarrassed.
She felt a sharp pain in her heart.
She couldn't wait to run over and scratch Shirou's milky white skin until it was bloody.
……
Later, Wu Jue was unwilling, and secretly asked Lan Chunfeng to meet in Chang'an Park at night, saying that he had something important to say to him, and Lan Chunfeng agreed.
Wu Jue was overjoyed, feeling that the sun had reappeared and the world was shining again. Both of her dimples trembled slightly.
Ah, Lan Chunfeng! Lan Chunfeng! She shouted in her heart, her heart beating faster.
That afternoon, golden sunlight shone through the sky-blue curtains of the wide windows into Wu Jue's room, making the cream-colored walls sparkle, the mahogany furniture glowed as a wine-red glow, and the floor shone like glass.
There is already a bit of summer feeling in the air, the early summer of Chang'an is coming, and the high and chaotic in spring are reluctant to give way to the hotter climate. A soft fragrance fills the room, filled with the scent of flowers, freshly sprouted trees and warm, freshly turned red earth. From the window, Wu Yu could see daffodils and clusters of yellow jasmine draped all over the ground like flower skirts.
If it is usual, Wu Jue will lean on the window lattice to appreciate the fragrance of flowers and birds in early summer. But this afternoon she had no time to admire the rising sun and blue sky, and only one thought rushed through her mind: Thank God, it didn't rain at all.
She is going to Chang'an Park tonight to meet her sweetheart Lan Chunfeng.
In a box on her bed was an apple-green silk dress with hazel trim, neatly folded. This is to be worn to meet Lan Chunfeng. What kind of clothes make her slender figure more moving and the most overwhelming to Lan Chunfeng? Since noon, she has been trying on clothes, trying one and throwing one away, and the clothes she has discarded are thrown in piles on the floor, on the bed, on the chair, in a colorful and messy mess.
She looked at herself in the mirror so bright, sexy and charming, and she couldn't help but turn around the room a few times, her skirt bulging like a flower blooming in the wind, and her heart was full of confidence. "I'm so beautiful, I'm so energetic, I'm so healthy, I'm so sexy, I'm so charming, how can I lose to that stunted little woman!"
……
In the evening, she came to Chang'an Park early to wait for Lan Chunfeng. But after waiting for a while, there was no sign of him.
The most torturous thing is waiting, the heart is hanging in the air, can't go up, can't fall, and the subtle sound of water droplets in the park is knocking on the heart. After staring at it for a long time, I felt that the water seemed to refuse to drip down, and it was getting slower and slower. She shook her head, forcing herself to look away from the leaky pot.
She had to find something for herself to distract herself, and at last she found a colored silk rope, tied the dead knots with her eyes closed, and then opened her eyes and began to untie the knots with all her heart. Knotting, untying, and repeating repeatedly, the park is already dark.
She threw the rope and stared in the direction of the park's gates.
Little by little, the light faded, and the darkness fell.
"Isn't he coming?"
The fear that she felt that the blue wind was about to leave her had now returned, and had enveloped her, making her heart beat unusually fast and slow, and her face was red and white, and it was ugly.
Just when she was anxious, she saw Lan Chunfeng coming from afar.
She felt sad and excited for a while, and wanted to review the words she had planned to say to Lan Chunfeng at noon today, but she couldn't remember it at all.
She couldn't remember clearly, so she suddenly shuddered and was terrified. As long as her heartbeat stops for a moment and stops bombarding her ears, she might still be able to come up with something to say. But her rapid heartbeat quickened, for she could already hear his footsteps as he entered.
The only thing she could remember was that she loved him—all that he had, his handsome face, his upright figure, his laughter, even if it was bewildering; Love his contemplation, even though it is elusive. Ah, as long as he came over and took her in his arms, she wouldn't have to say anything.
"Wu Jue! What's important? ”
Lan Chunfeng's voice suddenly burst through the roar of her ears, leaving her in an embarrassed situation. He stood in front of her, staring at her, a puzzled smile on his face.
She choked and couldn't speak.
He stood there, his eyes sparkling, as if he didn't realize how indescribably lovely she was so excited! She didn't speak, just reached out to take his.
She was nervous, her eyes shining with a light he had never seen before, and even in the gloom he could see her face flushed like a rose.
"What's the matter?" Almost a whisper, he said.
As soon as she touched his hand, she began to tremble. It's going to happen just as she dreamed. There were so many incoherent thoughts in her mind, but she couldn't grasp a single one, so she couldn't make up a sentence. She could only shudder and look up at his face. Why didn't he speak?
"What's the matter?" He repeated, "Are you going to tell me a secret?" She was suddenly able to speak.
"Yes! A secret. I love you! ”
Suddenly, there was a heavy silence, as if none of them were breathing anymore. Then her shiver faded away, and joy and pride welled up in her breast. Why hadn't she done it earlier? It's so much easier than all the boudoir tricks people have taught her! So her eyes searched for him.
There was a look of embarrassment in his eyes, was it suspicion or something else? Something seems wrong - not at all!
This is not the situation she envisioned.
All sorts of thoughts were spinning and racing in her head, and one of them was finally starting to take shape.
Somehow—for some reason—Lan Chunfeng seemed to think she was just flirting with him. But he knew it wasn't. She thought he must know.
"Lan Chunfeng—Lan Chunfeng—tell me—you must—ah, don't be kidding! Have I won your heart? Ah, Lan Chunfeng, I love—"
He hurriedly covered her mouth with his hand. The mask is gone.
"You can't say that, Wu Jue! You must not. That's not what you meant. You're going to hate yourself for saying that, and you're going to hate me for hearing it! ”
She twisted her head away. A hot torrent flowed through her body.
"I tell you I love you and I will never hate you. I also know you must be interested in me, because—" She paused. She'd never seen anyone with such pain on their faces. "Lan Chunfeng, did you mean to—you have, don't you?"
Lan Chunfeng replied, "I can't, I'm about to marry Shirou." ”
Her mind was completely blank, and the thoughts that were still surging just now
There was no trace of him now, and what he said was like rain on glass. The words of urgency, tenderness, and compassion, the words that a father would say to a wounded child, fell on the ears that were inaudible.
Only the voice of Shirou's name brought her back to consciousness, and she stared into his crystalline black eyes. She saw in it the sense of distantness that often bewildered her.
"We're going to get married soon."