Chapter 19: Waiting for Death
It's a good life.
The house does not leak, and the beds are divided into rooms.
Bai Zhi had slept peacefully, but Qing Dai was still very sad.
Originally, when Qing Dai went back with her things, nothing happened.
Gu Jialiang was in a graceful posture, standing so straight and straight in the center of the courtyard.
Looking at Qing Dai's eyes, cold and poisonous, cardamom was like blood, and a delicate flower was broken raw.
He got up and threw off his sleeves, turned around and entered the room.
It was such a distant look that directly caused Qing Dai to break out in a cold sweat.
Until now, it was like a nightmare, haunting her and unable to sleep.
Half-asleep, it seemed that there were countless pairs of cold tentacles wrapped around the left and right, looking at the abyss of the black hole, Qing Dai opened her eyes trembling and sweating.
The rest of the gasp was the rattle of heartbeats.
It was especially loud and bang in the dark night.
A sigh came.
Qing Dai heard the prestige.
There was a shadow swaying slightly outside the window.
She turned around and glanced at the sleeping Bai Zhi, uncovered the quilt, stepped on the embroidered shoes, and paced.
The wooden door creaked softly.
Disturbed the man outside.
The eyebrows of the distant mountains are long, and the branches of the thin willow waist are curled.
The beauty turned around, like a beautiful fairy with the bright moon in her arms, and fell into the world.
The body is like a light wing, floating in a trance, looking at the waning moon, giving birth to a bit of bleakness.
"Qing Dai."
Gu Jialiang at this time was not like her.
It's really like a white orchid, with the posture of an immortal and the bosom of the Holy Spirit.
The words are gentle, and there is no trace of coldness.
Qing Dai walked away, leaving behind a faint trance.
"Miss, it's so late, why are you here alone?"
Gu Jialiang didn't say anything when he heard this.
Qing Dai felt these unprecedented stability.
The current Gu Jialiang is reassuring and safe, and it seems that there is no torture of hatred.
Gu Jialiang narrowed his eyes and took a deep breath.
After changing his tone, he looked at Qingdai on his side lightly.
"I'm going to go to the lake the day after tomorrow, has Bai Zhi explained to you?"
Swim in the lake.
These two words are simply going to kill Qing Dai's little heart.
This is coming?
Gu Jialiang gathered the coat he was wearing.
"You help Bai Zhi more, don't be greedy."
It seems that there is something else, because Gu Jialiang's eyes stayed on Qing Dai's body and did not move away.
On pins and needles.
The fine needles pierced her scalp, and half of her body was numb.
They are each the source of each other's tragedy.
In the last life, Qing Dai pretended to play with Bai Wei and lost Gu Jialiang's purse, and then was pinched and lost her innocence for a lifetime.
In the plot of the original book, Gu Jialiang wanted to eradicate the root cause first and stop his tragedy.
At this point, the first person to step into the abyss of her revenge was Qing Dai.
What about playing, the original betrayal, has not been suspected, and the appearance of Gu Jialiang when he is dying makes her hate.
Bloody plot.
Qingdai is in line with the mentality that if you come, you will be safe, but now where can you still have a sense of stability.
The day after tomorrow, after all, she can only live happily for one more day.
Gu Jialiang's voice shouted shallowly to wake her up who was thinking far away.
"Remember to help Bai Zhi do things well tomorrow, and the box of small items has not been organized, I will go to sleep, you can also go back to the house, don't delay."
Qing Dai nodded in a trance, drifted in a trance, and lay straight on the couch with mechanical steps.
Alas.
Everything is still undecided, and maybe good days are still waiting for us.
After a short churn, Qing Dai leaned sideways and let out an even breathing sound.
Following.
The breeze is not dry, and the tide books are turned over.
The small courtyard was bustling with activity.
Five or six little maidens chirped like a few pleasing magpies.
Qingdai originally wanted to follow those girls to flip through the books and dry them in the yard.
Unexpectedly, Bai Zhi shouted, entered the room, and began to rummage through those small objects.
Surprisingly, the long-awaited plot did not appear.
But everything she does now is related to the plot.
Qing Dai's brain turned, and she held her stomach and spoke to Bai Zhi.
"Sister, my stomach hurts."
Bai Zhi glanced at her suspiciously, stretched out her index finger and gently poked her forehead.
"You, there's always a bunch of excuses when it's time to use you, go ahead, don't admit the wrong way again."
Bai Zhi pretended to be annoyed, but still had a smile on her face.
It's a very comfortable time like this.
If you can, you can hide, but if you can't, you can't talk about it.
Qing Dai smiled and walked away.
As long as you don't go to Gu Jialiang's house, you won't have a chance to steal your purse.
It will not be reversed.
The apricot yellow lightly embroidered placket half-arm skirt makes Qingdai's delicate and pleasing even more flattering.
The swaying double bun is even more regular, and the small bead flower was still appreciated by Gu Jialiang when he was in a good mood.
She hid among the other girls in the front yard, sorting out the new things that had been sent.
Bai Zhi didn't call her either.
I didn't meet Bai Wei all afternoon.
Could it be that you really have to dodge?
Qing Dai thought like this.
Even the air has become unusually docile.
Seeing that the sky is dark today, the wind is getting cooler.
Qing Dai's heart began to become stable.
None of the episodes that should have happened at noon happened.
How not to make people happy.
Fortunately, her smile was mixed with everyone's happiness, and no one noticed her abnormality.
She began to chew on the duck leg that Bai Zhi had brought over with relief.
Ah, life is not easy, you have to eat.
I have to sigh that the food in the prime minister's house is really good.
Raising a cat with a big face is just around the corner.
Qing Dai happily wiped the greasy corners of her mouth, and her little appearance looked like she had some happy event.
The sudden condensation of the air was probably just a matter of moments.
Qing Dai scolded secretly in her heart, and the string in her mind was already tight.
I'm afraid it's too late.
Maybe the plot will not change because of time, what should happen today will not change in principle.
Qing Dai turned and leaned against the door frame.
Coincidentally, someone from the side also came out.
Looking at it, he was in a good mood, and waved his hand at Qing Dai.
"Qing Dai."
Maybe it may or may not be different? Qing Dai stiffly carried out these strange plots.
There was no answer.
Gu Jialiang had a smile on his face.
"Do you see if my purse is worthy of tomorrow's clothes?"
Qing Dai recognized it at a glance, it was the entwined lotus purse that Bai Zhi had just embroidered.
I was also teased by Qingdai, the pattern is complex, the stitches are fine, but it is much more difficult and complicated than usual.
It turned out to be embroidered for Gu Jialiang.
"Miss is going to wear that lotus-green hundred-fold dress tomorrow?"
Qingdai reached out and took the cold purse and looked through it.
The snow blue is the base, the texture is also natural, and the acupuncture is still a new skill that Bai Zhi has practiced for a long time.
Qing Dai bent her eyebrows, a little more teasing.
"Won't Miss look old-fashioned with that one? Not delicate enough? ”
Gu Jialiang stretched out two fingers and gently rubbed his chin, looking earnestly thoughtful.
"Qingdai's eyes are quite poisonous, and the snow blue may not be a good match, but I like this tangled lotus."
Seeing that she was still a little pity in it, Qingdai's face was moved.
"I'll take it to Sister Bai Zhi and ask her to change the material for you, why should Miss be sad because of a trivial matter."
Without waiting for Gu Jialiang to speak, Qing Dai was quick and had already held the purse......