Chapter 334: A photo album

Thinking like this, I subconsciously glanced at Tang Man, her expression did not change at all, just looked at the rapidly changing pond faintly, she turned her head, as if she wanted to go back and continue reading.

I made instant contact with her, and she subconsciously deviated from it, lowering her head slightly.

I'm the same, a little embarrassed, how can I talk to her, I'll just spend one night by this pond?

"If you're not sure, you can stay here." Tang Man said softly.

"Okay, I'm definitely not going inside." I hurriedly swore an oath.

But as soon as I finished speaking, a lightning bolt split in the air, and I was startled with a bang, this, this is going to rain?

I looked up at the sky and saw that the moon had been obscured by black clouds at some point, and it looked like there was a torrential rain.

The corners of my mouth twitched, this man is too "beautiful", right?

Subconsciously glanced at Tang Man again, she also looked up and was stunned, she was speechless, and walked past me.

I breathed a sigh of relief, since she promised me to stay here for one night, it's good enough, if it rains, it will rain, I can't resist a big man for one night?

I looked around and found that there was a gazebo in the distance, which was a place to shelter from the rain, and it would be a night there, and it was a big deal not to sleep and breathe for a night, at least I felt at ease, and I walked towards the gazebo.

"It's cold here at night, and I need you to cook for me." Tang Man's voice came.

I looked back and saw that Donman was almost to her hut, so I hesitated and walked towards it.

When I walked in from the backyard, Donman was already sitting by the window where she usually sits, her slender fingers open the book, and her calm gaze was already looking down at the book.

At this time, the thunder hit a few times outside, and the downpour rained down, and it was indeed a cold feeling that came in, and I subconsciously looked in the direction of the pond outside, and found that the rain was too heavy, and I couldn't see that side at all.

Guoguo was a ghost, and the rain wouldn't have any effect on her, so I was relieved and hurriedly walked in.

It's okay, I'm just here to cook, but I'm here at night, to be honest, I'm a little restrained, Tang Man's wooden house hall is very big, there is everything, I think this situation must be unable to sleep, I can only breathe and breathe for a night, so I walked towards the sofa.

"You can stay in Xue Lao's room." Tang Man's voice came again.

I was stunned, and just turned my head to look at Tang Man, I found that she was also looking up at me, and at the same time pointed to a place, and I followed her finger to look over.

There were indeed a few rooms on one side of this hall, and she was referring to the innermost one, which turned out to be where Xue Lao had always lived.

It's a little better, so as not to disturb her reading in the hall.

I walked towards the room where Xue Lao lived, pushed open the door, the light was next to the wall, I opened it and looked, it was very spacious and clean, but there were very few things inside, after all, where the old man lived, basically a bed, a sofa, and a cabinet.

Since I didn't plan to sleep, I just sat cross-legged on the sofa, and as soon as I closed my eyes, I saw a photo album on the cabinet next to me.

Some years later, with a strong curiosity in my heart, I took the album and gently opened it to take a look, and the first one was a very old black and white photo.

There is a girl less than three or four years old, wearing wide clothes that do not match her body, she is very restrained facing the camera, there is still a hint of girl's shyness on her face, although the grade is not big, but her facial features can already be seen to be a standard beauty billet.

I took a closer look at this girl a few times, and found that there were five or six points similar to Tang Man between her eyebrows, this is Tang Man's time?

I was shocked.

At this time, although the clothes she was wearing were very ill-fitting, they were very clean, her face was also very clean, her hair was braided, and her eyes were still true.

I can't imagine that Tang Man's gaze has always been calm as water, and she is still as true as a girl?

So what has she experienced over the years that has made her eyes become what she is now?

I was surprised, I couldn't help but continue to flip down, and then there were some photos of Tang Man's martial arts practice, less than four or five years old, she actually had to hit a stone with her fist, and there was no protective gear, I could clearly see that her hands were swollen, and the other one was bleeding.

Trained like this, no wonder Tang Man is so powerful now.

The one next to this martial arts photo is a photo of her crying, she didn't wipe her tears with her hands, she was very stubborn but very aggrieved, and she didn't let the tears flow out, I couldn't cry or laugh, she still had a time to cry?

The next few photos are Tang Man's growth, little by little from a girl to a girl, her gaze at the camera is no longer timid, and slowly becomes calm, the smile on her face, crying is no longer there, she has always become expressionless.

It wasn't until I finished this album that the last photo was frozen when Tang Man was sixteen, seventeen, or eighteen years old, and the subsequent photos were gone.

Tang Man in this photo is considered to have changed in the eighteenth year of the female college, and her facial features have not changed compared with now, the most common change is her temperament, which is so indifferent now, and the one in this photo is not so calm.

After reading this album, I can be regarded as "witnessing" Tang Man's growth, and now I don't have a trace of doubt, Tang Man was able to start practicing martial arts when he was four or five years old, and his mind was trained and matured early, so she established a technique single-handedly, which is really not an accident, it is considered that she should be.

It is estimated that Tang Man's ability is all taught by this Xue Lao, but why doesn't this album have photos of Tang Man when he was twenty years old or thirty years old?

Is Tang Man not allowed to take pictures?

After a deep sigh, I put the album as it was, Tang Man probably hadn't been to Xue Lao's room, and he didn't know that he had this album in his room, otherwise why would she let me in?

Although it was raining outside, I still heard some slight movement outside, it should be that Tang Manshu had read enough and needed to sleep.

I guess her life now is to read a book, then eat only one meal, and then go to bed.

With such a wooden life, I also took it before she came to menopause at this age......

Shrugging my shoulders, I stopped thinking about these things, closed my eyes and breathed in.

The night passed quickly, and when I opened my eyes again, I found that it was already light.

I tidied up, opened the door and walked out, and saw that it was already sunny outside, and Tang Man was not in the hall yet, I guess she hadn't woken up yet.

I walked towards the backyard and went straight to the pond, which was almost full, but still slightly mist, and it should be seen tonight if it was all absorbed.

I stared at the water, and I felt a powerful ghostly aura, and my heart was happy.

Guoguo absorbed it for a night, and its strength really increased, if it was all absorbed, it would be even more surprising to me if I could break through to the level of the ghost handsome.

After looking at it for a while, I walked to the wooden house, and I was still very grateful to Tang Man, so I walked towards the kitchen and cooked some porridge for her.

As soon as I walked into the wooden house, I saw Don Man coming out of her room, her hair was a little wet, she should have just taken a shower, she walked to the window, let the sun shine on her hair, and still habitually picked up the book.

The long sleeves she wore today covered the wound on her arm, and she looked much better.

Looking at her calm appearance, I remembered the photo I had taken last night when I saw her, which was completely different.

I went over to cook porridge for her with her, and she mumbled.

She still has some ingredients in the refrigerator, you can also cook mushroom porridge, and the porridge is also very fast, about half a time, I brought a bowl out, at this time her hair was dry, she called her, she pulled her hair up with her hand.

She came over and sat down, took a sip of it, then looked up and asked me, "Aren't you drinking?" ”

I shook my head, "No, I just ate what I was carrying in my backpack." ”

"Well, the porridge is good, you should drink a little." She bowed her head slightly, and said nothing.

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