Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Dark Shadow

It's rare that Xue Jin is so interested, Changsheng naturally agreed, and at dinner, he went to the vendor who sold them Xiangduxue before, and bought a large number of seedlings of Xiangduxue. At this time, the spring flowers are blooming, and after going back and planting them, you can enjoy another season no matter what. It's just a pity that the flower seller didn't know the habit of piling snow with incense before, but he brought it back by the way when he went out to collect flowers and plants, and this was also the first time he was working.

But even so, both of them were in a good mood.

When it was time to go to bed at night, Xue Jin would put the incense pile of snow on his bedside table and glance at it from time to time.

Changsheng sat on his bed and felt a little strange. Why does Yukitsu like incense and snow so much? If you go back to planting and can't live, you should be sad, it seems that you still have to inject some aura into the incense pile snow from time to time.

After persuading Xuejin to sleep, Changsheng himself couldn't help but yawn, and then rested as well.

In the middle of the night, Changsheng suddenly felt a chill on his body, and suddenly opened his eyes and sat up! But he saw the window, and he didn't know when the north wind blew open. She felt strange, poked her head out to take a closer look, and didn't find anything unusual, but the wind outside the window was still blowing.

Although it was already spring, the wind was still very cold this night. Changsheng closed the window carefully, came to Xuejin, who frowned slightly, and was not at ease even in his sleep, and patted him gently. Changsheng often saw Xuejin's appearance that he couldn't break free from the nightmare of the past even in his sleep, but he was never able to get used to it.

Even if Xue Jin didn't say much, Changsheng could see that he must have been an extremely chic young man before. Like, Well, Changsheng hadn't actually seen a few high-spirited young people before. But Xuejin really feels like the kind of person who once talked about his grandfather once talking about, and entrusted his life with his comrades back to back on the battlefield. The high-spirited kind!

If I have to describe it, it is probably the prince who once watched with grandpa Gu and grandma in the prince's tour with a handsome face and excellent martial arts. Such a person can be seen at a glance when standing in the crowd, just like the sun and moon in the sky, shining brightly.

I don't know what happened to Xuejin to become the way she is now, Changsheng always feels sorry. A person like this, who is born to shine brightly, should shine for the rest of his life, and if he is dragged down from the altar one day, how sad should it be?

But it doesn't matter, as long as you keep being kind to him and let him regain his confidence, one day, that very powerful young man will come back after all.

Seeing Xue Jin's frowning brows gradually relax, Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief, and then went to sleep himself.

No matter how fierce the cold wind in the night is, it can't blow the people lying in the warm bed. The cold wind kept blowing around, as if they were about to show their last bit of coolness when the warm spring came.

It was only when it blew into the shadows under the eaves of the inn that the cold winds seemed to be frightened away by the dark shadows. After a long time, the shadow in the darkness moved slightly, making a small sound of weapons clashing, and then disappeared into the darkness again.

Only a suppressed sigh remained.

The next morning, before she woke up, she was alarmed by the noise outside. He was rarely interested, and he got up as soon as he could, and at first glance he went to see his pot of incense piling up snow.

But I didn't see it at first sight, and the only remaining sleepiness disappeared in shock, and I subconsciously shouted immortality.

"Ugly, ugly! Where's my incense pile of snow? It's gone. ”

"Soak up the sun on the table, take a good look."

Changsheng's voice came from outside the house. Xue Jin immediately went to look, and sure enough, on the table near the window, he saw the pot of beautiful incense piled snow. Immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, he was too nervous.

Otherwise, how could you not see the flowers that are placed in the house? Alas, I don't know when I started to rely on Ugly so much. He's the older one, isn't he? Probably because Changsheng is too reliable.

Xuejin walked briskly in front of Xiangduoxue. After the morning sun shines, the petals of the incense pile snow appear more and more delicate, and even the fragrance is more and more distant.

Looking at such an outstanding incense pile of snow, Xuejin's mood became more and more relaxed. Flowers like this will definitely come out on top in the colorful incense pile snow!

Because of such ambition, Seokjin was in an excellent mood all morning. And today, the weather is so mild, although there is sunshine, but it is not dazzling. In short, it was a good day for walking.

When the two came to Bao'er's parents' booth, the two didn't have to say much, that kind of enthusiastic attitude, even Xuejin was not good at keeping a straight face, and occasionally showed a sincere smile. The people around him are obviously very familiar with Bao'er's parents, so they are all smiling. After Changsheng took off the layer of tulle that was covering Xiangduxue's body, the praise of the people around him was endless.

In the sun, the snow-white petals of Xiangduxue actually have a hint of glass-like texture, which reflects the sunlight at this time, and the pale pink color at the end of the petals is simply beautiful. Even Bao'er's parents, who have been raising flowers for decades, were surprised.

"This flower can definitely be called the best quality! I have been raising flowers for 40 years, and I have never seen a flower with such outstanding appearance, color and appearance. I just don't know the benefactor, what is the name of this flower? ”

"yes, this flower is so beautiful!"

"Ahem."

Xue Jin coughed lightly, inevitably with a little smugness in his self-restraint, but it was not annoying.

"Incense piles of snow."

"Incense pile snow? Good name, good name! Well, the scent is special enough! ”

"Really, it smells so good......"

Listening to the endless praise of the people around him, Xuejin's expression became more and more relaxed and happy. However, he still remembered being reserved, just for a whole day, except for being dragged by Changsheng to eat, the rest of the time was spent sitting in front of the incense pile and listening to the praise of others.

The people in the county are also very elegant, and after everyone has commented on these colorful flowers, they will also put a small mahogany sign in front of the flowers that they think are the best. There is only one mahogany card for each family, and in the end, whoever has the most mahogany cards will have the best flower.

In order to witness Xiangduoxue become the leader, Xuejin also made a great effort, and his feet were like roots, and he didn't move. Finally, at sunset, someone from the government came to verify the number of mahogany cards for each flower. Xue Jin was visibly nervous, but he refused to say anything, but in his heart, his incense pile of snow must be the most beautiful among the flowers on the street!

It's just a pity that when the statistics come out, although Xiangduxue is on the list, it only gets third, which is a 'Tanhua'.

(End of chapter)