97. The lantern will suffer and meet you again
These days I have nothing to do, and I often walk around, and I happen to be able to bump into the oncoming Xue Maoling when I walk around like a flower.
I wanted to pretend I didn't see it, but he walked straight up to me, leaving me with no room to dodge. The day before yesterday, because he was trained, and now his hands are still aching, no matter how much he doesn't have a long memory, he wants to stay away from him.
When he saw me going out alone, he asked curiously:
"It's up to you, but there's something important to do." I shook my head without thinking about it, and then I remembered that something was wrong and quickly nodded again.
He looked at me playfully, and I was too nervous to look at him. He laughed and said:
"It seems that you are a little afraid of me, so I will take you to play today to see if there is any difference in my opinion." After walking a few steps, he stopped and kept looking left and right, took my arm and asked:
"Which one you look good, whether you want Chang'e or swallows, I think this phoenix is also very good." I was dazzled by all sorts of delicate paper kites, and finally picked a phoenix and a white rabbit.
Finding a wide place, I ran happily with a paper kite, and the air was filled with laughter like silver bells.
When I was tired of running, I lay on the ground, looking at the paper kite trembling in the sky, and I felt indescribably comfortable.
He sat next to me and looked into the distance. I carefully looked at his eyebrows, his facial features were soothing, and there was no trace of sadness.
He looked into my eyes, as if there were a thousand tenderness that could move people, even if he didn't say a word, he could still engrave people's hearts.
He asked indifferently:
"Why did you choose the phoenix and the white rabbit?"
"The beauty is magnificent, the brilliance is magnificent, a fresh and elegant is nothing special. Isn't it you and me? I looked at the paper kite and said silently.
For fear that he would see my loneliness, he quietly withdrew his eyes. He took me by the arm and told me to follow him to a famous restaurant.
With a wave of his hand, he served many mouth-watering dishes. Seeing that I was about to move, he enthusiastically served me vegetables, but his hands didn't obey the call, and he couldn't hold the chopsticks steadily.
I was about to sweat, and the more anxious I was, the more I couldn't eat, so he cut the meat into small pieces and put it in my bowl and gave me a spoon.
I was finally able to eat happily, and the joy was self-evident, and I was dizzy with a full table of dishes. There are also inconvenient places in the spoon, watching me clumsily pick up the chopsticks, he asked me which plate, I pointed at it, and he picked it up without saying a word and put it into my mouth.
Seeing my blank expression, he smiled and said:
"When I was a child, I stumbled, hurt my arms and legs a lot, and I always wanted someone to help me when I ate, I understand." When I heard this, I burst into laughter.
After a meal, he fed me carefully in this way. Although I felt embarrassed, it seemed that I was getting closer to him again