Chu Shuang let out a breath, "Is it even your secret operation that I live in the Sheng family's old mansion?" ”

Sheng Ting: "No, I didn't know that you and Sheng Yao knew each other, and I also felt that it was wrong when I saw you in the old mansion." ”

The man seemed to be a little drunk again, and spoke in a nasal voice, "Now that I think about it, I have been waiting for you to grow up in the past few years, and it is too late to be self-righteous and not to disturb your life, and this thing is very wrong. Lately, I've often wondered if you would have been more confident if you had been in your life early in the morning and shared your ups and downs. ”

In the northwest of the transition from late spring to early summer, the night is quiet and thick, and a few stars in the sky in the early morning are bright and dazzling against the background of an inky color.

Chushuang looked out the window, and suddenly felt that she should remember this night in her heart for a long, long time.

The man's low, hoarse voice continued.

"You don't know how much I love you, so much so that my heart throbs subconsciously when I think of you. I think you are good everywhere, you are the best person in the world, you can't see enough, I want to give you the best, I just want to see you laugh, and I am willing to bear all the pain for you. ”

"First frost, my baby ......"

"Is it okay not to get divorced? I can't live without you more than you. ”

Chu Shuang listened to the words over there one after another, and before she could recover from the shock brought to her by the previous information, she heard him confess affectionately again, and suddenly mentioned something divorce, her eyelids jumped.

He thought she was going to get a divorce?

She had never thought of these two words, just being mentioned like this would make her heart tremble, and Sheng Ting's feelings would only be more profound.

That man who stands up to the sky and the earth will have such an insecure time.

Swallowing the inexplicable sourness in his throat, Chu Shuang spoke: "No one wants a divorce, unless you want to leave." ”

"No!" A calm and resolute voice came from there.

Chushuang sighed slightly, "You're really drunk, take a good rest, don't think too much, take a bath and sleep, okay?" ”

The man's low voice spoke, "Are you coming back?" ”

"Come back."

"How long?"

First frost paused, "A week." ”

There was silence on the other end of the line.

The ghost sent the gods, she moved her lips, "It depends, maybe four or five days." ”

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

"Now you're going to sleep, okay?"

"Good ......"

Hung up the phone, the tense thread in Sheng Ting's heart didn't seem to be so tight, I don't know if it was an illusion, tonight's tone of the first frost was more patient than before.

There was no sleepiness, and she said that she would be back in four or five days, and that he would have to prepare a gift to greet her.

As soon as he finished sending a message to Chen Jiazhou, a sharp pain suddenly hit his abdomen, accompanied by nausea and dizziness.

Sheng Ting stretched out his hand and pressed his stomach, originally wanting to find some medicine to eat, but before he could reach the medicine box, he was stopped by a surprised voice.

"Sir, why is your face so white? Feeling unwell? ”

If Aunt Yuan hadn't heard a sound in the living room of the main house at night, how could she have known that her husband would be sick in the middle of the night.

At three o'clock in the morning, she took Sheng Ting to the hospital.

When I went to the hospital, I found that it was a gastrointestinal discomfort caused by eating persimmons after drinking.

Persimmon is cold, and contains tannic acid, can not be eaten after drinking, otherwise it will cause gastric mucosal damage, stomach pain and nausea and diarrhea are trivial, eating too much will also increase the probability of gastric persimmon stones.

Sheng Ting drank too much, and his stomach was not very good, and during this time, his work and rest were irregular, and he fell ill all of a sudden.

Aunt Yuan knew that he had a conflict with his wife when she saw his recent state, and now that people are admitted to the hospital, they have to tell their wife, but Sheng Ting seems to see through her thoughts, and specially told her not to let Chushuang know, so as not to worry her.

After all, it was a matter of two people, and Aunt Yuan was not easy to interfere with, so she listened to Sheng Ting's words.

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"Iron flowers?"

"That's right, the Bureau of Culture and Tourism specially invited a few masters of intangible cultural heritage to come over and perform iron flowers in the desert tonight."

Lin Su cut open the watermelon and handed it to Chu Shuang, "It just so happens that the crew needs some shots, the director specially gave everyone a half-day off, they went to shoot the camera, let's also go to see the performance, I heard that the scene is particularly spectacular, the skill of playing iron flowers is not done by everyone, such a performance is not easy to encounter." ”

First Frost had only learned about the Iron Flower in books before, and had never seen it with her own eyes, but even from the flat pictures, she knew how spectacular and wonderful the scene was.

In ancient times, the purpose of striking iron flowers was to pray to the gods of heaven for a year of good weather and abundant harvests, and in some places of the people, this is one of the best activities.

When more than 1,000 degrees of molten iron is struck into the sky, the molten iron turns into fine particles and blooms hot and brilliant flowers in the air, forming a stunning picture in the sky.

It was a magnificent scene just by looking at the photos, and I couldn't imagine how shocking it was to see it with my own eyes.

Before the sun sank into the horizon, they arrived at the place where they were performing.

There are many spectators who come to watch, and the desert has changed from its usual loneliness to become lively.

Today there are burning clouds, almost the entire sky is fiery red, and the burning clouds of the desert hang overhead, so beautiful that it seems to be an illusion.

The environment sets off the mood, and most of the visitors are in good spirits and interested.

As twilight swept in, on-site staff began to carefully maintain the safety of the site, directing people to a safe area.

The first frost and they stood on the safest periphery, and the performance stage was high and wide, so that it would not affect the perception anywhere.

After the host introduced the historical origin of the art of striking iron flowers, several masters came to the stage and began to perform.

Obviously standing the farthest, but when the first master tapped the wooden plank in his hand, and the molten iron bloomed in the sky, the first frost clearly heard the dull sound of the wooden plank tapping.

The iron juice splashed upwards and hit the double-layer flower shed that was erected, and the splash spread to form an iron flower more than ten meters high, opening up the world and seeing brightly in an instant.

When the iron flower blooms, it is like a volcanic eruption, and the scene is magnificent.

The east wind blooms thousands of trees at night, and blows down, and the stars are like rain.

It is a grand romance that has passed through thousands of years and cannot be expressed in words.

This folk skill, which originated in the Song Dynasty, has been passed down from the first generation of craftsmen to the present day, shuttling through the long river of thousands of years, and finally presented in front of the eyes of modern descendants.

Compared to these magnificent things, human life is really small and short.

Pain and joy are dispersed as soon as the wind blows.

At this moment when he was shocked by the beautiful scenery in front of him, Chushuang was very glad that he had come to Korla, and he felt a little lonely in his heart.

With such a magnificent view, it would be nice if the grand garden was there......