"Why sigh, I haven't sighed when I'm in such a situation now, why should you be like this." Shen Ying'er raised her body and said in a calm voice.

Jing Mo frowned, and secretly wiped her tears with a handkerchief, but she still couldn't help crying: "Old slave, add some tea to the queen." ”

"Quiet, what's wrong with you? Okay, why did you cry? Shen Ying'er got up to check.

"The old slave is fine, the old slave is fine." As he spoke, he was going to take the tea bowl and retreat.

Shen Ying'er grabbed Jing's hand: "Say, what's wrong?" Is there something wrong with my mortar? Did someone bully him? ”

Jing Mo knelt on the ground with a thud, and said to Shen Ying'er while wiping her tears: "It's the old slave who deserves to die, it's the old slave who deserves to die, it's the old slave who deserves to die." Woooooooo ”

"You get up first, what's wrong with my mortar? You mean. ”

"Woo woo, since the Jin Guifei was pregnant with Huang Hei, the king was afraid that the eldest prince's crying at night would disturb the mother's dream, so he deliberately moved the eldest prince to live in the prince's mansion outside the harem.

But the queen didn't know how powerful those people in the prince's palace were, and when she saw that the queen had fallen out of favor in the harem and was under house arrest in Afang Palace, she ignored the eldest prince.

A few of the people who served the prince saw that the king had seen the prince from the future, and they also knew that this prince would not be able to achieve great success in the future, let alone take care of it, and even the daily food and clothing were the worst in the palace. ”

When Shen Ying'er heard this, tears flowed uncontrollably.

She swallowed a breath of cold air, choked up and asked, ""

The rain outside the window had stopped, the lights in the room were still dim, the thick curtains were stacked on one side, and the clothes that had been on the chairs last night were entangled with each other.

I curled up on the bed with a thick quilt and a hot blanket, my pillow wet. stared blankly at the sparrows flying away in a hurry outside the window. The first sunny light after the rain burned my eyes violently, and I seemed to see you again in a trance-Jiang Yang

Jiangyang, do you remember when we traveled to Gulangyu Island. That was the first time I went to Xiamen, the first time I went to Gulangyu, and the first time I traveled alone because I was angry because my boyfriend at that time released a pigeon.

But I happened to meet you, even though this first encounter was a little unspeakably funny.

"Let's have a fish ball!" When you and I said this at the same time, the boss helplessly spread his hands and said with an apologetic face that this was the last one for the day.

We looked at each other, no one spoke, and it was clear that there was no good quality of humility, and the atmosphere was a little awkward. Of course, even more embarrassing is the owner of the fish ball shop.

The hot fish balls were salvaged out of the pot with thick soup, and the two who were in a stalemate were still fighting silently.

I had tossed for an afternoon to settle down, staring hungrily at the balls Q popping into the bowl, the fragrance overflowing, and the humility, bearing, lady, all of which were hell in my head. After all, his stomach grew on his body, and his saliva had already filled the city with the soldiers of the Seventh Army, and he had no intention of maintaining his demeanor.

10 fish balls, when the tenth soft pop soup fell into the paper bowl, I saw the opportunity to grab it, hurriedly stuffed two prepared banknotes to the boss, and ran away with the fish ball paper bowl as if I had done something wrong.

Later, when I heard you say that you and the owner of the fish ball shop were stunned in place, and there was a complaint that this girl was neither moral nor polite, and she would definitely not be able to marry in the future, I was excitedly hiding in the corner and feasting.

Yes, I didn't get married because I married you.

Until now, I often go to the fish ball shop where we met, and gradually the owner of the same shop has become friends. I often sit in his shop with the computer in my arms, quietly looking at the new messages on the screen, the hot soup overflowing with strong fragrance, and the bustling tourists, people always look at me with curious eyes, after all, the literary young woman who plays the computer should appear in a café with soft leather sofas, not a snack bar with loose tables and chairs.

2. The people in the story have become an unforgettable past

At the end of that trip, I flew back to my home in the north, went out of the airport to pick up my checked luggage, and was dumbfounded when I got home. Boxes full of bizarre postcards have become stacks of drink contracts, the wooden music boxes found in Zhiming and Chunjiao's literary and artistic shops have become small portable speakers in black and shady, and of course, all the colorful clothes and pants have become single-color shirts and suits.

Strange to say, those who are hooked by the old moon on the red line, fate always has a way to create all kinds of accidents or coincidences for you to meet. That's the case with you and me.

On the day of the meeting, you were wrapped in a camel-colored cashmere jacket and a navy blue scarf around your neck, and you were waiting at the agreed place early. Seriously, we were a little embarrassed when we looked at each other, the corners of your gently raised mouth were full of excitement and surprise, I looked at the face that was more handsome than that day, and remembered what I looked like that day, but my panicked face flushed.

You excitedly opened your mouth and said the first sentence, "How are you?" ”

Well, how are you? I pretended to be polite and nodded, very ladylike. But in my heart, I was worried, complaining about why you are so ghostly.

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