Chapter 67: The Entertainment Circle of Shura Field (24)
"Are you still hungry after eating?" Words of concern like this came out of his mouth almost effortlessly, and he seemed to have become accustomed to the feeling of taking care of her.
The girl shook her head, "You haven't eaten your noodles yet, hurry up and eat them, it's getting cold." β
The ginkgo trees planted on the side of the streets and alleys have golden leaves that fall with the wind on the ground, and it is almost autumn.
Autumn is harvest season, but for trees, it means that they are about to decline and wither.
Ji Chen's mood fluctuated, he was like a child standing at a crossroads and getting lost, not knowing where he should go, not knowing what he wanted.
This fragrant beef noodle is tasteless in the mouth, and the taste is like chewing wax.
After eating, the two walked on the side of the street arm in arm.
"Where are we going to play now?"
Ji Chen subconsciously said, "Go to the temple fair." β
Inexplicably didn't want to go to the Jinhao Hotel, it seemed that something bad would happen there.
"Do you want to take a taxi?"
Ji Chen's gaze stayed on the sharing bicycle on the side of the street, "No. β
"Do you know how to get there?" The girl asked subconsciously.
The young man in the blue sweatshirt smiled, "Ning Ning, believe me, I won't lose you." β
The girl was amused and hugged the man's waist and smiled happily.
"Ah Chen, your expression was so serious just now~"
"How could I not believe you, I think it would be tiring to ride a bicycle and bring it again."
Ji Chen's heart fell to the ground instantly, and he didn't know why he was nervous when he heard this laughter, and the tips of his ears seemed to be feverish.
Just hearing the latter sentence, his heart instantly began to beat irregularly again.
Such laughter instantly cured Ji Chen's confusion.
He didn't think about anything.
"No, it won't."
So a beautiful scenery appeared on the side of the street.
The man in the sweatshirt was riding a bicycle, his hair was flying in the wind, like a teenager in the boulevard of the schoolyard, the leaves of the ginkgo biloba tree were flying and spinning and falling with the wind brought by the bicycle, and the long hair of the girl in the back seat was fluttering.
His outstanding appearance attracted the attention of passers-by, and he couldn't stop for attention.
"They're a good match."
A pair of gray-haired old men sitting on the stone chair looked at each other for a moment.
"It's good to be young"
Time has taken away a lot, but only a heart that loves you sincerely will never be weathered by time.
"It's nice for the old man to hold hands." The girl behind the seat couldn't help but sigh. @Β·error-free start~~
Holding the hand of the son and growing old with the son is more like a beautiful fairy tale.
Ji Chen also sighed, "Yes." β
Who will he choose to grow old with?
Soon the two arrived at the scene of the Xiangshan temple fair.
Stepping down from his seat and coming here, his eyes were drawn to the red streamers that filled the trees.
He won't be able to sweat until someone wipes his sweat, and it's the girl who is tiptoeing to wipe his sweat.
"Tired or not?" Her eyes were a little pierced by the sun, but she asked softly.
Ji Chen regretted going out without an umbrella.
He took the girl's hand and quickly went to the shade of the eaves.
She only knew that he was tired or not, but she knew that she was special now.
I feel sorry for myself.
His mind wandered, but the girl didn't seem to react.
Instead, he blamed himself, "I should have come by car just now." β
Ji Chen only felt distressed for a while.
"It's fine." Ji Chen held the girl's hand and changed the topic, "Do you see the big tree over there looking good?" β
The girl's eyes only noticed the big tree with red streamers, the green pine trees are evergreen all year round, and the countless red streamers tied to the branches add a sense of sacredness to the tree.
That's the Prayer Tree.
The world is looking for marriage, but it will really come true.
Ji Chen looked at it in his heart, is fate really destined to heaven.
Is he destined to be a disaster for her?
They are destined to be inseparable.
"It's so beautiful~" The eyes of the girl next to her were completely attracted by the tree, and she couldn't help it.
Road.
In an instant, her gaze looked at him, with a look that he didn't understand, "Ah Chen, do you think this prayer tree will really help people fulfill their wishes?" β
If all the wishes in this world can be fulfilled, probably there will not be so many regrets in life.
Even though he knew that it was fake, he still couldn't help but think that he would be the lucky one favored by God.
So how much luck did it take her to meet her Dust?
Have they run out of luck now, so they can only end up separating?
"Yes."
Maybe the girl's lost look was too obvious, and Ji Chen couldn't help but lie.
The girl walked under the tree, and Ji Chen hurriedly went to buy a paper umbrella and stood behind the girl.
"I want to see what's written on this?"
The bald monk on the side was very young, "Sister donor, you seem to be a fairy." β
Jiang Ning: This little monk's mouth is quite sweet.
"Can I see what's written on this?" The girl's white palms lay red streamers with golden words that shimmered dazzlingly in the sun.
The little monk nodded, "Of course." There is not only a wish on this tree, but also a creed to come here to make a wish if it is fulfilled. Sister, the brother behind you must be the boyfriend of the donor's sister, right? It's a good match with my sister. β
When Ji Chen heard this, he was a little happy in his heart.
But the sun is so big today, can her body stand it?
"I would like to hold hands with my loved ones to the end of the day. - Nameless"
"Peace and joy be upon all whom I love and love me. - Nameless"
"If you can't ask for it, is it to let go? - Nameless"
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Browse some.
The little monk said, "My sister is already with her beloved, do you still need to make a wish?" β
But the girl said, "Maybe we will be separated?" β
Ji Chen stood behind in silence, he had nothing to say.
Sooner or later, they will break up, but he doesn't want it to be today.
"Then sister, make a wish! It's really spiritual to make a wish here. β
An old monk with a peaceful face came over, "Donor, sincerity is spiritual." It may not be a separation, it may be a reunion. β
When Ji Chen heard this, he immediately echoed, "What the master said is really good. β
The girl was silent for a moment, but the red ribbon handed over by the little monk went to the table on the other side to write.
Ji Chen held a paper umbrella, watching the girl write her wishes seriously and gradually lose her mind, the sunlight fell on her body through the cracks in the trees, and the sunlight jumped on her hair, marking her with a layer of aperture.
There were people around him, and the sound was noisy, but he didn't seem to notice it, and there was only one person left in his eyes.
Her side of heaven and earth is like a pure land.
The heat was rising, but he was calm.
The girl walked over, "Ah Chen, do you have a wish you want to make?" β
The ribbon with the wish was handed over to the little monk, who took a small ladder and brought the red ribbon, "Sister donor, I will put your streamer in the highest place for you." β
The girl smiled shallowly, clearly happy.
"Thank you, little monk."
"You guy, if anyone else sees it, they'll talk about you. @Β·No mistake start~~" The old monk knocked on the little monk's head.
"It's all right, Master. I'm well hidden. The little monk rubbed his head and retorted.
"Master, I'm not that stupid."
"Fascinated by beauty at a young age, your six roots are not pure." The old monk's face turned red.
The little monk touched his head, "What kind of monk should you be?!" I can do whatever I want in the future! It's not that I want to be Master, you and I can do it. Didn't Master always say that Heaven has its own destiny in everything? Then I won't be a monk in the future, and it's not up to me, I can't do what I like. β
There was nothing wrong with refuting this, but the old monk was obviously angry and left directly.
Ji Chen said, "Your master is highly respected, if you want to inherit his mantle, don't you have to listen to him, you don't seem to be good for you if you are so angry." β
The little monk raised his eyes and glanced at Ji Chen, "Big brother,."
You can give up what you love or like for the sake of fame, but I won't. I can't do it either. There's just something I can't do. So I never thought about becoming a master as highly respected and respected as Master. β
"But your master has high hopes for you." Ji Chen unconsciously thought of himself. @*~~
Abandon what you love for the sake of fame.
No, he is for revenge for disappointing a person's true liking.
"That's wishful thinking, he should understand, and he can't force anything."
"Yes." The girl nodded in agreement, this was an answer that Ji Chen never expected.
If he lived up to the old monk's expectations, he would have been abandoned, and he was too young to understand the many issues involved.
"You'll regret it."
The little monk said, "I won't regret it. But I know big brother you're going to regret it one day. β
Jiang Ning: Inexplicable truth!
But it's well done!
People like Ji Chen simply don't shed tears when they don't see the coffin.
He was too confident in the original owner's liking for him.
Ji Chen's eyes were cold, but he didn't say anything more.
He was thinking about something with a little child.
Not everyone deserves his attention.
"Ning Ning, let's go, I'll take you to see the surprise." After saying that, the man left with the girl.
Within a minute, a blonde boy in a white sweatshirt walked up to the little monk.
"What wish did she just write?" Jiang Yao's tone was direct, "I'm her younger brother." β
Little Monk: "......" has never heard such a request.
Even if it's a younger brother?
Can't you peek at other people's wishes?
"You go and ask the donor's sister!" The little monk didn't hesitate, "Why don't you join them?" β
Jiang Yao's gaze was sharp for a moment, "You just need to tell me what is written on it?" And who gave you permission to call her that? β
The little monk propped his head, and his tone was a little gloating, "I don't read the wishes written by the donor, if you want to know, go to the tree to find it." β
The red streamers that covered the trees could be found to be a ghost.
Jiang Yao: "......"
"You'll regret it!"
Little monk: "......" is speechless!
"You'll regret it!" Do such people know what respect is?
Or the donor's sister is gentle!
One or two open mouths are this kind of threatening words, is it really good to bully him helloKitty?
The little monk watched the young man in the white sweatshirt leave.
Stalking your sister? What does he want to do?
looks quite delicate angel, but this temperament and character are really hard to describe.
Why is there such a big difference between siblings?
Jiang Ning didn't know about the farce here, but if he knew, he would only praise the little monk for his beauty!
"Get in the car." Ji Chen was very angry when he thought of what the little monk said to him just now, and he slowed down his tone just by talking to the girl, but he still looked fierce.
"Are you angry?"
Ji Chen was stunned for a moment, and looked back at the girl's cautious appearance, "No." β
He was indeed by that little monk.
But at this moment, why is he so angry?
"Shall we not take the car? I'm afraid you're tired. β
"Nope. We're going to the Aquatic Animal House now, and the surprise is in the evening. β
Jiang Ning: Good guy, you can't do it with a doppelganger.
She was looking forward to this surprise more and more.
It was definitely not arranged by Ji Chen himself.
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Jiang Yao is gone.
The silver-haired boy standing in front of the temple looked at the few beautiful pictures captured in the camera, and his heart was sweet.
She's so good-looking, and she's so good-looking.
Every move is a painting, and it looks good no matter how you shoot it.
The boy smirked for a moment before he gradually came back to his senses.
"Donor, you've been standing here and laughing for a while! What are you laughing at? β
Ning Yun looked at the little monk, pursed his lips and restrained his expression, and lowered his eyelashes, "It's just a smile, isn't it allowed here?" β
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The little monk replied, "Of course not." "I just didn't expect you to laugh like such a nymphomaniac in front of the temple.
It's a bit of a shame.