Chapter 3 Out of the Stopper 3
At noon the next day, I ate two bites of lunch, and hurriedly took Runxue to the horse farm.
When I arrived at the racecourse, I saw that Yinxiang had already led the horse to wait for me in the open field, and now it was the height of summer, Beijing was surprisingly hot, and the sun was getting stronger day by day.
He sat alone on the horse, holding the reins in one hand and a pony in the other, and the sun was shining on the top of his head, and his whole body was bathed in golden light, and a little halo spread out, and I was in a trance.
"Get on the horse." He pointed to the reddish-brown pony and said, "This was picked specifically for you." This pony has a docile temperament and is best suited for beginners like you. Later, you will ride it, and it will follow me with you without whipping. ”
I nodded obediently, and one rolled over and got on the horse. The horse was really docile, and he didn't make a fuss, and followed behind Yinxiang.
Yinxiang walked slowly in front, "Let's walk slowly twice first, you and the pony get to know each other, and it will be easy to ride when you are familiar." ”
I hurriedly said, "Okay! ”
We first walked around slowly, and while we went around in circles, he told me what to pay attention to when riding, what to be careful about, and how to communicate with the horse...... This afternoon passed, and I was able to ride two steps on my own. I have to say that Yinxiang is always more reliable.
By the fourth day, I had basically learned almost, although I couldn't catch up with Yinxiang's equestrianism, but there was no problem with riding a horse and whipping on the grassland, I think I was a beginner after all, and it was not easy to reach this level.
"Ying'er, let's compete?" Seeing that I had almost learned something, he also breathed a sigh of relief.
I pouted and said dismissively, "It's strange that I can win against you." ”
He smiled, with the pampering of the past, and with an emotion that I couldn't understand, "Ying'er, if I am not the prince, are you willing to go to the rivers and lakes with me for a lifetime?" ”
"Hmm." I smiled, a look of determination in my eyes.
Hearing my affirmative answer, his smile deepened, and the inexplicable melancholy in his eyes disappeared.
Although I can't talk about how much I love him at this time, that deep love is constantly growing. A person like him, even now, more than 300 years later, is an extremely good person. Able to write and martial arts, smart but empathetic, not prejudiced against anyone, and always able to look at everything freely...... In fact, if a person like me were not wearing the skin of Zhaojia Shaoying, it would never have been possible to meet such a good person as him.
"Ying'er, why do you want to learn to ride a horse?" We rode around and chatted.
Since that day, after he spoke in Shangshu's mansion, he began to call me Ying'er, this name seems to have been called by no one other except for my family, so from that day on, he also became a very important person to me, "Because, I want to go to the end of the world with you with a sword!" "Although it's a joke, it's also my heart's wish, and I don't know why I always feel that I can go anywhere with him.
His smile gradually spread from his lips to the bottom of his eyes, and he seemed to be smiling in his heart, and such a warm smile was fascinating. "Would you like to follow me to see the ends of the earth and the corners of the sea......"
I smiled warmly with him, "As long as you don't drive me away, it's the Yama Palace, and I'll go ...... too."
ps: I haven't left a message for a long time.
The busyness of this time is also indescribable.
Fortunately, the story of Shaoying and Yinxiang is also getting better.
It's the only consolation I've had in all this time.
Writing a novel is really not an easy thing to do. You see me, I'm always writing and I don't know how to write it.
Alas...... To be honest, I'm really only good for a few short films.
After three or two sentences, I pulled it to. Or write about stream of consciousness as well.
Well, thank you for reading my novel. You've worked hard, too.
I'll keep working on it later. Momda.
1/25/16 The coldest night ever