After being pulled by him to his marching bed, he sat her on the bed, and he himself sat on a square wooden bench.

It's like a real candle talk. Otherwise, he would have sat next to her.

So she thinks that what he is going to talk about next with her will probably be a really serious thing.

"Master Lu, what do you want to talk to me about?" She asked.

"Tonight I want to tell Dr. Kong a story." He said.

"What's the story?" she asked. ”

I heard him disobey and say: "In the land of Dali, there was once a gardener, and the gardener planted four flowers in a garden......"

Aoeda said in her heart, it seemed that a metaphorical story had begun, and she listened attentively......

Then he said, "When these four flowers grew up, they bloomed in their own beauty, so the gardener gave two of them first. There are still two flowers left, one is about to be given away, and the last flower, he doesn't plan to give it away, he plans to let it bloom in his garden all the time, so he wants to find a tree for it in order to protect it from the wind and rain......"

"And then?" She asked.

"Then, before the gardener could find the tree that would satisfy him, the last flower left the garden."

"It's not actually a runaway." She said.

He continued, "That's a temporary departure. After some time, the gardener found a tree that would satisfy him, and asked the tree to go out of town to find the runaway flower. ”

Qingzhi said: "That flower has its own judgment, how can it be swayed by the gardener's thoughts?" ”

"Does Dr. Kong really think that flower would do that?"

"I really think so. Dr. Ben can interpret the language of flowers. ”

The women of Dali all listened to their parents and married themselves, and even if they didn't like it, they would make do with it for the rest of their lives.

But she's not that kind of person. She doesn't have this "ancient" heart.

She continued: "I think the flower has a life of its own, and its life should not be controlled by anyone, not even the gardener who waters it with his own hands. ”

After she finished saying this, she saw Lu Shikang observing her, as if he wanted to explore her heart.

Qingzhi said in his heart, maybe there was something wrong with his words.

"Doctor Kong, my son originally thought that he would have to talk at night to finish this story, but I didn't expect that Dr. Kong had already helped my son tell this story."

He understood what he meant by this that he thought it would take a lot of effort to convince himself that he would not follow his father's wishes.

He probably didn't expect that he didn't let him bother to speak.

"Then does Lu Gongzi have anything else to ask?" Aoeda asked.

"Yes."

"What else?" She asked.

"Have you ever heard of Dr. Kong saying that some flowers bloom more delicately at night?"

He looked at her face and said.

Under the candlelight, her face was incomparably delicate, her deep eyes were as clear as a lake, and her long eyelashes flickered in the light and shadow.

She realized that his sentence was another metaphor, so she said, "Why, Lu Gongzi thinks that the same flower is not so beautiful in the daytime?" ”

"No, when it comes to the day, maybe this son will think that when the flowers are in the daytime, there is a different beauty of the day."

"Speaking of which, Lu Gongzi is only appreciating the beauty of flowers, but he doesn't care about the inside of flowers."

"Why did Dr. Kong say this? If this son appreciates the beauty of a flower, it must be based on inner appreciation before he begins to appreciate its external beauty. ”

When he said this, Qingzhi felt that these few words would make others guess what was going on, so he hurriedly said, "I don't know what type of flowers Lu Gongzi has always liked?" ”

As she finished speaking, she listened carefully to the movements nearby, and only then did she feel a little relieved when she heard people talking in the tents around her.

"It doesn't matter what flower it is, as long as it has a special surname." He whispered.

"What's the last name?"

"Holes."

He looked at her with a clear gaze.

"Flowers don't have a surname." The corners of her lips curled.

"It can also be surnamed Lu someday." He said.

She was startled when he said it too explicitly, and listened again to the voices coming from the other tents, more carefully than before.

Fortunately, there was still a conversation in every tent, and she was a little more relieved.

But thinking about himself, he was actually too worried, and if he dared to speak like this, he must have paid attention to the surrounding environment first.

Then the two fell silent together.

After a while, Qingzhi said, "Then what else does Lu Gongzi have to ask?" Dr. Ben, who didn't have anything to ask, was going back to sleep. ”

"Actually, Ben Gongzi has always had a question he wants to ask Dr. Kong."

Seeing that his face was serious, she seemed to have guessed what he wanted to ask.

Sure enough, I listened to him say next: "Doctor Kong, my son has always been a little puzzled, why does Dr. Kong know more than ordinary doctors?" ”

She coughed twice and said, "Why does Lu Gongzi think so?" The other doctors also have their own special features. ”

"In the eyes of my son, Dr. Kong seems to know everything."

She coughed twice more and said, "Why does Lu Gongzi think so?" ”

"Actually, what this son is more puzzled about is, what kind of artifact is that ancient medical book?"

"Why, you also want to study medicine?"

"This kind of thing is medical skills, let Dr. Kong learn it himself."

"You're just afraid of hardship." She said.

"Those who know the son, Dr. Kong."

The two fell silent again.

It didn't take long for the half-cut candle to be burned and extinguished.

"Without candlelight, Dr. Ben can't talk with Lu Gongzi at night......" she said.

When she wanted to go out, she felt that he was sitting on a square wooden bench and reached out and blocked her way.

She was pulled down by him and sat in his arms.

"Don't you think it's better to talk when it's dark?" He hugged her.

"No...... Felt. ”

"But this son thinks." He whispered.

She felt herself being picked up by him, and then she felt herself being put on the bed by him.

She hesitated for a moment as he kissed her lips as she usually did.

Sometimes she feels that the current situation of the two seems to be a little out of the normal track, and it has become the norm to have intimate behavior whenever they are alone.

And in Dali, this is contrary to common sense.

She knows that in Dali, men and women before marriage do not kiss, everything must be done after marriage.

If his actions can be explained as not having this "ancient" mind, so he is not bound by this aspect, then what about him? He's a real resident of Dali.

As she felt his warm lips while thinking about it, she felt like she was experiencing a deviant feeling with him.