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Qin Sisi silently recited the name in his heart, nodded and said, "A very nice name, and the meaning is also very beautiful." ”

At the same time, it can be seen that Yao Shujun's father should be a cultural person.

Yao Shujun sighed sadly, looked at Qin Sisi and asked, "Do you want to hear my story?"

"Okay!" Qin Sisi replied very cheerfully, since Yao Shujun was willing to speak, of course she was willing to listen, and she could also learn about Yao Shujun's obsession in her heart.

Yao Shujun turned her head to look out the window, there was only darkness outside, and the way home seemed to be forever out of reach.

She sighed and said, "I'm not from here, I'm from the south, my parents were both middle school teachers, and I lived a very happy life when I was a child."

After graduating from high school, I was assigned here in accordance with the general situation of young intellectuals going to the mountains and going to the countryside. ”

Since then, the happy life has ended, and the blood of youth has quickly been defeated in the face of cruel reality.

"I studied and worked with my classmates, fantasizing about performing well and trying to return to the city as soon as possible.

A few months later, when the weather was getting cooler, the head of the village, on the pretext of preventing the class enemy from sabotage, built this hut in the field, and then dragged me out alone, and told me to come here at night to sleep, saying that he was going to watch over the crops.

After another period of time, the crops had been harvested, and the weather was getting colder and colder, but the village chief still didn't say to let me go back, and every time I plucked up the courage to ask him, he said that I would wait a while longer, so that I could throw away Miss Jiao's bad habits and be a strong and brave person.

One night, when the wind was blowing, and it was very cold in the cabin, and the night was already very deep, the village chief suddenly came to the cabin and said that the weather was so cold, and he was not worried about me.

I resisted desperately, shouting loudly, and then he got angry, and he said that he only needed one word to turn me from an intellectual youth into a class enemy, and told me to think clearly, not to toast and not to eat and drink, and then he left, saying that he would come back tomorrow evening. ”

My Fair Lady, Gentleman.

The gentleness of her parents has also caused Yao Shujun's sentimental delicacy, since she was sensible, she has fantasized countless times about what her "gentleman" will be like, is it a romantic chivalrous man who sings about wine and splashes ink like Li Bai, or a heroic general who holds a sword and rides a horse like Xin Qiji, and responds to every call?

Whatever it was, it wouldn't be a country brute in his early forties, dark-skinned, unshaven, strange-smelling, and illiterate like the village chief.

But in this village, this country barbarian is the emperor of the soil here, and no one can afford to provoke him, if he really beats himself into the ranks of class enemies, then how can he live in the future?

Yao Shujun has seen with her own eyes the situation of those class enemies being criticized, all kinds of insults, violent beatings, night pots around their necks, and endless labor reform

My parents are far away in their hometown in the south, and they don't seem to be doing well, and even if they knew, there was no way for them to leave here immediately.

The cold wind howled outside the window, like a fierce and cruel beast, devouring all the beauty and hope in her heart.

The world is so big, there is no place for her.

There are so many people around, but none of them can protect her.

When will the "gentleman" in her heart appear?

Maybe she'll never be able to wait.

Thinking that the village chief said that he would come back the next night, Yao Shujun's heart swelled with endless fear, she had no way to accept that her beauty and purity were tarnished by such a man.

Under the cold and despair, 20-year-old Yao Shujun tied her favorite long red scarf to the beam of the house, ending her young life.

Qin Sisi sighed slightly, compared with many ghosts she had seen, Yao Shujun's story was not the most bumpy and tortuous, nor the most infuriating, but in her unhurried narration, there was a kind of sadness and helplessness that people couldn't let go.

The more beautiful things are, many people will not see them damaged.

But some people like to damage the good in other people's hearts, especially when they have some power.

Qin Sisi looked at Yao Shujun tenderly and asked softly, "Do you want revenge?"

Yao Shujun was silent for a moment, shook his head and replied: "He didn't do anything to me, this path was chosen by myself, I just have some regrets, I feel that my life is very incomplete." ”

Qin Sisi frowned and thought about it, not quite understanding what she meant, so she had to continue to ask, "Then do you have any other wishes that you need me to help you fulfill?"

Yao Shujun bit her lip and said in a very low voice: "My Fair Lady, the gentleman is a good ball, I have been looking forward to the appearance of my gentleman, but in the end I didn't wait." ”

Qin Sisi blinked, what does this mean? Could it be that she wants to help her find a boyfriend?

Yao Shujun sighed and continued: "I know that I am just a lonely ghost now, love is just a luxury for me, I dare not ask for too much, I think, I want a kiss, a kiss from a handsome man." ”

Yao Shujun's voice became lower and lower, her fair face was flushed with a beautiful red, her eyes were rolling, and she secretly glanced at Ding Jiawang behind Qin Sisi.

Now Qin Sisi finally understood, she looked back at Ding Jiawang, and asked Yao Shujun again, "Is it just like this?"

Yao Shujun blushed and nodded: "Well, that's it, that's enough, the man was also very handsome earlier, I told him that as long as he kissed me, I would let him go, but he just refused, I beat him unconscious in anger." ”

Qin Sisi felt a little sympathy for Wu Menglei in his heart, Yao Shujun was still a hanged ghost earlier, how could Wu Menglei be able to speak?

She pointed at Ding Jiawang and asked, "Do you think he can?"

From Yao Shujun's eyes, Qin Sisi had already seen the clues, but he should still ask to be sure.

"Hmm. Yao Shujun replied in a low voice, her head hanging lower, and her cheeks redder.

Qin Sisi turned around and walked in front of Ding Jiawang, speaking of which, this Ding Jiawang is very guilty of peach blossoms.

The classical beauty Jin Zhu had to marry him before, and in the end she would rather be a dog than stay by his side, and now my fair lady Yao Shujun wants a kiss from him again.

"Did you hear what she just said?" Qin Sisi asked Ding Jiawang in a low voice.

Ding Jiawang replied with a complicated expression: "I heard, do you want me?"

Qin Sisi nodded firmly: "You are the only man here, and only you meet the requirements." ”

Ding Jiawang is not too reluctant, Yao Shujun is very beautiful, but no matter how beautiful she is, she is still a ghost!

He was once hooked by a ghost once, almost lost his life, and there was already a shadow in his heart, and now let him go to close contact with a ghost again, Ding Jiawang was very resistant in his heart.