Chapter Forty-Eight: The So-Called Yiren
Xiao Zhenghong patted her on the head, which brought her back to her senses.
At a certain moment, Yu Yuanzhi was even a little glad that Xiao Zhenghong had serious straight male cancer before, and was glad that he came to her little by little.
If Xiao Zhenghong was so sultry in the past, I don't know how many girls would be harmed by him.
Yu Yuanzhi thought about it, isn't it just a scourge now? Forget it, I don't go to hell, who goes to hell, for the sake of the common people in the world.
"What are you smiling at?" Xiao Zhenghong followed her head again.
"I'm thinking, am I doing a good deed every day? Isn't there a lot of merit in the future? Yu Yuanzhi looked at him seriously.
"What good deeds?" Xiao Zhenghong didn't understand.
"I'm in love with you." Yu Yuanzhi replied seriously.
Xiao Zhenghong's head was suddenly covered with a row of black lines.
"To fall in love with me is to do a good deed? How bad am I? Xiao Zhenghong almost gritted his teeth and spoke.
"So-so."
Xiao Zhenghong almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood.
Yu Yuanzhi knew that no matter what she said, Xiao Zhenghong would not be really annoyed in her heart. If it had been placed before, she would not have dared to joke about Xiao Zhenghong even if she understood this. Hades' might is not simply stated.
And the current Hades is like a subdued imp, with no temper.
But is it really possible for people to be temperless? The mud bodhisattva still has three points of fire, let alone a person. It's just that he hides his sharp side and carefully protects it to avoid hurting the people he cares about again.
"I mean, if it weren't for me, I don't know how many ignorant girls would have been abducted and deceived by you and fell under your pomegranate skirt." Yu Yuanzhi explained.
Well, I shouldn't have asked any more questions. Now it's okay, ask for it. Xiao Zhenghong's face became darker and darker, and he was about to merge with the night.
I'm not Liu Shiyu's goods. Also, what does it mean to bow down under my pomegranate skirt? Am I a transvestite or something?
Liu Shiyu, who was far away in Hanchuan, was lying on the bed and couldn't help sneezing.
"How does it feel like someone is saying bad things about me behind my back? Which king has eight lambs? Liu Shiyu looked at it, the floor-to-ceiling windows had been closed tightly, and no wind came in.
Xiao Zhenghong didn't want to dwell on this issue any more, otherwise he wouldn't be able to guarantee that Yu Yuanzhi would come up with some shocking golden sentences. Then I really fell into the crotch of my pants and couldn't wash it.
Take Yu Yuanzhi around, fiddling with the small objects of interest in the store from time to time, or listening to a song quietly.
Quietly, the night grew darker.
Xiao Zhenghong took Yu Yuanzhi to buy a Hanfu without saying anything, and Yu Yuanzhi was stunned and forced him to choose one.
After sending Yu Yuanzhi back to the hotel, Xiao Zhenghong had a closed door, no matter how he wailed and cried at the door, the people inside were unmoved.
"If you don't go back, you really won't have a place to sleep at night." Yu Yuanzhi's voice came through the crack in the door.
"I can't help it, I can only sleep on the park promenade, or sit on the curb and sleep for the night." Xiao Zhenghong said pitifully.
"It's cold at night, don't catch a cold."
Xiao Zhenghong's ears were pricked up. Is there a play?
Then I heard Yu Yuanzhi continue: "Remember to find something to cover." ”
“······” Do you really want me to sleep outside at night? Xiao Zhenghong had no choice but to say goodbye to her and leave.
After a while, the door opened, and Yu Yuanzhi looked at the empty aisle, lowered her eyelids, and closed the door again.
"Stupid. But how could I like an idiot like you? ”
Maybe we are all stupid, stupid enough to like each other for so long without anyone finding out, so stupid that it takes a long time to understand what kind of relationship is called liking, so stupid that we always miss it inexplicably, but we will always meet it.
When Xiao Zhenghong returned to the dormitory, Chen Chen had already lay down, but he hadn't fallen asleep yet. Gu Lingyun has also gone home.
"Decided?" Xiao Zhenghong asked while taking his clothes.
"Hmm." Chen Chen answered, and then didn't speak again.
Xiao Zhenghong didn't ask again, and took his clothes to take a shower. He is not a psychiatrist, nor is he an emotional master, he can't give Chen Chen any useful advice, he can only be a visitor or help him to a certain extent.
This night, Xiao Zhenghong slept comfortably and had no dreams all night. A few hours of sleep was like a few months.
Xiao Zhenghong still got up early, tiptoed out of bed, and walked into the bathroom.
In the mirror, he looked very energetic, and the few gray hairs that were mixed with the black hair before had been eliminated and did not grow back.
Xiao Zhenghong took out a drawstring bag from the cabinet, put the power bank, data cable, keys and other things into it, and picked up the Hanfu again, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.
After putting the Hanfu in, Xiao Zhenghong put his bag on his back and went out. He didn't bring a cigarette case or a lighter, and he casually threw it on the table.
"Up?" Xiao Zhenghong sent a WeChat message to Yu Yuanzhi, and then walked all the way to the hotel, sitting on the sofa in the lobby and waiting for her.
After sitting for about half an hour, Yu Yuanzhi replied to the message.
"What do you want for breakfast? I searched in my head for where to eat. Xiao Zhenghong quickly replied to the news.
"Do as the locals do." Yu Yuanzhi thought about it, there is nothing special to eat about ordinary things, it is better to taste the local characteristics.
Do as the Romans do. I didn't even know what was special for this breakfast. Xiao Zhenghong shook his head and thought hard in his mind.
When Yu Yuanzhi came down, Xiao Zhenghong's eyes lit up, and he felt that the entire hall was glowing.
Xiao Zhenghong held his breath and quietly admired the beautiful scenery. There is no blasphemy in mind, only admiration for beauty.
Yu Yuanzhi was dressed in plain Hanfu, and the lotus steps moved lightly. It was a little more ethereal.
The entire hall was so quiet that Xiao Zhenghong could hear his heartbeat.
"The leaves are pale, the white dew is frost, the so-called Yi people, on the water side." The artistic conception in the Book of Poetry seems to have been restored at this moment.
A gust of fragrant wind hit, Yu Yuanzhi sat down next to Xiao Zhenghong, and her gestures were full of beauty. Like a girl in the boudoir, a little shy, but like a fairy above the nine heavens, not stained with smoke and dust.
"I always thought that it was an exaggeration, but now I know that it is because I have short hair and shallow knowledge." Xiao Zhenghong laughed self-deprecatingly.
The two front desks of the hotel also looked at Yu Yuanzhi sluggishly, and forgot about it for a while.
"Liar." Yu Yuanzhi looked at Xiao Zhenghong angrily, "I specially chose it for you yesterday, but you didn't even wear it." Do you want to see me make a fool of myself? ”
"Fairy, how do I want to see you make a fool of yourself. Now I'm going out with you, I'm empty. I don't know how many people will say, a flower is stuck in a stone. Xiao Zhenghong smiled bitterly.
"Isn't it cow dung?" Yu Yuanzhi winked playfully.
"I'm not that bad."