0051 The beautiful you in your squinting eyes The blue sky in your red heart
After saying his real name, Diao Chan seemed to open his heart.
In the past, although she could also laugh, even laughed charmingly, and even occasionally joked a few words about Youye, she looked cheerful, but in your senses, she always felt that it was like an actor on the screen, it looked really incredible, but in essence, she was playing another life.
Until this moment, Diao Chan said her real name, as if an invisible barrier was silently broken, her smile, her eyes, obviously fresh and natural.
"Well, then I'll call you, Hongchang? No, let's call you Honghong. "Your grandfather is seriously staging the teaching version of the snake beating with the stick. Hongchang is too dramatic, in comparison, although Honghong has a kind of nightclub feeling in the nineties, it is better than the general name of the warehouse shop. As for why it's not called Xiao Ren......
You have time to ask your grandfather, I really don't know why.
Your grandfather is frantically complaining in his heart about Ren's father and mother, who have no talent for naming.
"By the way, my name is You Heng, and I'm a celebrity." You Heng also made a formal self-introduction.
Considering that his current boss participated in the siege of Xuzhou, and even added oil and vinegar in front of the White Gate Tower, a sentence prompted Cao Cao to make up his mind and kill Diao Chan's predecessor with one sword, and your grandfather decided not to say his title of your master for the time being.
"Baume & Mercier?" Diao Chan covered his mouth and smiled, "I've heard of you, scolding Cao Cao!" Good scolding, it's just that this behavior is a bit stupid. β
Then he looked at You Heng a few times with appreciation: "It turned out to be you, no wonder your tongue is so slippery, one set in one." β
When Diao Chan was plundered into the bandit village, your grandfather had not yet possessed her body, and she didn't know anything about those brilliant achievements later, but she had heard the feat of You Heng's original body beating the drum and scolding Cao. Although the evaluation given is "stupid", listening to her tone, there is no lack of appreciation.
"Since you are Youheng," Diao Chan muttered, "that can be regarded as a well-educated person, can the words red and red be more difficult to hear?" If you want to shout closer, shout Hongchang, and I won't ignore you for the sake of saving my life. β
It seems that the talent for choosing a name is also genetic...... You shook his head with a smile and said, "What's wrong with being red?" Red clothes and red skirts, rubies, red hairpins, red flowers and red fruits, red and red hearts, blue and blue sky, what is not beautiful? β
"It's just not good." Diao Chan subconsciously pouted, so that he could see that you were gasping for air, and his walking posture was a little strange.
Diao Chan didn't seem to be paying attention, and said to himself as he walked: "The blue sky in Honghong's heart, you can think of it, and it looks good when you think about it." β
"Okay, the mouth is on you, you can call whatever you like." Diao Chan sighed softly, as if he was very helpless: "But you call me Honghong, I will also call you Hengheng." Well, no, it sounds like humming, so call you you, anyway, your eyes are squinting now. β
An almost invisible DISS almost made your grandfather spit out a mouthful of old blood: "Miss Ren, I must admit that you are very beautiful, but when did you see my squinting eyes?" You are a famous man in the sea, honest and kind, who doesn't know? It's Yanagishita Megumi who is not messy, and you have to be ashamed of yourself in the face of you, how can you slander it? β
"Oh?" Diao Chan's face lifted slightly: "In this way, is the color of the concubine's body vulgar, so that you don't even have a trace of love?" β
"To be honest, of course your appearance is beautiful." Your grandfather is righteous and stern, "But how can you be a person who sees lust and wants to do it?" Even if you have boundless beauty, your upright heart will not change at all. β
Diao Chan's eyes swirled, and he swept slightly towards an indescribable place: "Really? Then you...... You have the ability to walk with your waist straight. β
Burst! You wiped the corners of your mouth with nothing, imagining that you had just spurted out a mouthful of blood.
Can't afford to provoke! You can't help but secretly think, what kind of innocent and stupid white sweet will he be when he didn't be Diao Chan in the first place, what kind of woman is fighting between tigers and wolves like Dong Zhuo and Lu Bu, forcing the two males to fight among themselves?
But he never expected that Sister Diao Chan, who is currently a little widow, would be so dirty. Hey, hey, hey, this is too inconsistent with your image of a strange woman who worries about the country and the people, right?
Diao Chan saw your grandfather's depression, and secretly laughed in her heart.
She smiled at her and didn't know that since we met today, every word she said had made her feel like a cold and gray heart lake.
In fact, when she realized that Dong Zhuo's death did not bring peace, but made the world more chaotic, her heart died little by little.
Because for this person's death, she has given everything a woman can give for this world.
She initially held a glimmer of hope, hoping that Lu Bu, who was deeply rooted in her affection, would sweep the world with super force and restore peace in the world, but she soon found that not to mention whether Lu Bu's IQ reached the standard, first of all, he himself began to be full of ambition for the world.
A man may give everything for the woman he loves, but in none of this is ambition. Of course, you can also understand that something else, such as desire, such as ambition, such as dreams, is actually similar to the same thing.
Lu Bu, who has ambitions, although he is still obsessed with his beauty, if he becomes a loyal minister of the Han Dynasty because of his own requirements, then Diao Chan believes that it is only a matter of time before Lu Bu snubs him.
At this point, all the blood has turned to tears, and the enthusiasm has turned to ashes.
Relying on the threat of the seven-star knife in his arms, and relying on his own easy handling of the man, Diao Chan miraculously maintained his innocence after falling into the bandit's den. But she knows that a man's apparent respect and patience for you is time-limited.
So, when he realized that the other party had almost lost patience, Diao Chan chose to run away.
In fact, it is a bit of an exaggeration to say that she escaped, because she knew the terrible geography of Peng Ze, and she really had no hope that she would be able to get out of this swampy land unscathed.
But so what's the matter? What's so bad about being stuck in a swamp and being buried silently by the earth?
Anyway, in the world, blood and fire swords, I am cheating.
Then you rode an extraordinary horse, carrying a sword worth thousands of gold, and rushed out stupidly.
When he thought he was a demon, he bothered to hold on to his courage, but then he broke the defense weakly. The Diao Chan is so interesting to watch, but at that time, he was only a rich and noble man, with a good-looking face, but a stupid and naΓ―ve head.
Subsequently, the discussion of the family and the country made her feel that this man seemed to have a gap in his chest, and many opinions coincided with her observations and thoughts over the years.
When he rode away with him because of the approaching group of thieves, the man always straightened his chest and subconsciously avoided the body from touching him, showing the style of a gentleman. (Your grandfather complained: The gentleman is hairy, buddy is afraid!) οΌ
After that, this person actually called out her name, and that kind of wise and confident demeanor made her completely unable to be one with the image of the person who was afraid of ghosts.
In the end, when he accidentally said the self-blame that had plagued him for a long time because he touched his heart, this person's reasoned and well-founded argument, a strange tune that shook the hearts of the people who listened to it, miraculously removed this desperate self-blame from his heart.
And all of this happened in just one day.
She felt that her heart was like a mirror that had been covered with dust, and under the gentle wiping of a magical hand, it swept away the dust and brightened again, reflecting an endless blue sky.
Red hearts, blue sky.