Disgust, but what?

She was also looking forward to the day when someone would take her out of the quagmire with an oil umbrella without hesitation, and every time she thought of it, she shook her head helplessly.

The reputation of this painting boat is known to everyone in Los Angeles, from the old to the young, and if a woman is really brought out, that person's life will be criticized.

Salvation exists only in its own reverie......

"Girl, pick up. Mother's coquettish voice came from outside the door, interrupting Ginkgo's more and more distant thoughts.

Ginkgo sighed softly, looked at the golden yellow outside the window, and walked to the bed with an expressionless face, lying like a dead corpse.

The sound of steady and powerful footsteps came into the ears, and the sound should be a person who practices martial arts, and he will be ......

Ginkgo gently closed his eyes, this is the unwritten rule of the painting boat, when picking up customers, you must not open your eyes to look at the prostitutes, some of them are noble, and it is taboo to see the face.

The man walked to the side of the bed and reached out to touch the ginkgo cheek, and a moist breath of rain and dew followed his movements to Qingmeng.

This man must have just come out of the woods, with a faint smell of rosin, and he smelled comfortably.

There had just been a light rain, the temperature was slightly cool, and the ginkgo biloba that had taken off its clothes shivered.

The man noticed Ginkgo's small movements, and pulled the brocade to cover the two of them. Open. ”

A deep voice came from her ears, and Ginkgo opened her eyes obediently. This man... It looks so good, and before she has time to see more, the scene around her has changed, and she has straddled the person.

How about looking good, isn't it still such a filthy thing, Ginkgo pursed her lips, forcibly suppressed the beautiful thoughts in her mind, and turned her eyes to the window, as if the golden yellow could bring her some comfort.

Spring Shine ......

The next day, the man came again, pulled Ginkgo up from the bed, put a goose yellow shirt on her, and pulled her out of the boat.

Where to go?" Ginkgo's hand was pulled, and the man's palm came. The warmth made her extremely uncomfortable, she wanted to pull away, and she was greedy.

The man took the people on the boat and down to the shore, trotting all the way, and finally stopped in front of the ginkgo forest, and turned to look at her: "I saw you all the time looking at this place yesterday, I think you should like this place, go in and have a look?"

Qingmeng's slender and thick eyelashes like a feather fan trembled slightly, and the drooping eyelids just covered the panic in her eyes, and she nodded very slightly.

After receiving a response, the man dragged the man into the depths of the forest without saying a word.

When one day you go to the place where you think about it day and night, it feels like coming home.

Ginkgo biloba approached a ginkgo, slightly lowered his head and sniffed the smell on the leaves, faint, déjà vu, looked up and saw the man in the dark green robe, yes, his body is also this smell.

The green fruit growing on the tree technique attracted Qingmeng's attention, and Zhongshou wanted to touch it but was stopped by the man: "I can't touch it." ”

Ginkgo turned her head and looked at the man suspiciously: "Why?"

Man: "The peel is poisonous, it hurts if you touch it"

Hearing this, Ginkgo was stunned, she only knew that Ginkgo was precious, but she didn't understand that there was such a layer.

As if thinking of something, the eyes that had always been cold lit up with starlight: "It's a bit like the love that my mother often says." ”

The man raised an eyebrow: "What did she say?"

She said, the most untouchable thing between this man and woman is love, once it is touched, it will not be easy for this life. ”

"What does it have to do with the fruit?"

"This fruit is like love, it seems to be beautiful, but the outer layer is quenched with a layer of poison, and when you touch it, it is painful, because it is precious and makes people go forward and outside like a moth to a fire. ”

When the man heard her words, there was tenderness in his dark eyes, and he raised his hand to caress the ginkgo biloba's sideburns, and said: "Everyone only sees its sweetness, forgetting that it is wrapped in a layer of poison clothing, and when it is injured, it will only complain, complaining about why it is poisoned, but forgetting that there have been repeated warnings and cannot be touched." ”

Ginkgo raised her lips and smiled brightly: "If you pass by, it will be sweet." ”

The man said, "But the inner core of the fruit is bitter, and the love is deep, and it is also bitter." ”

There was once a girl who said that he was in love, and he believed it, but this girl was so bad that she left him in just a year, and the rest of her life was so long, leaving only lovesickness and bitterness......

Thinking about the past, he grabbed the beads and gradually tightened his strength.

Seeing the man's sad expression, Ginkgo put away his smile and looked at the man's deep eyes very seriously: "It's worth it to be with your sweetheart, firewood, rice, oil and salt, and suffer a little pain." ”

It's worth the pain, the man's mind flashed the face of the old man, it seemed that the woman had also said this to her, and the figure that she tried to forget but was reluctant to forget every late night was clearly palpable at this moment.

He stroked the ginkgo cheek, and on the golden ginkgo leaves on the ground, the figure lingered, and the woman who was just beginning to love hugged her body, and Jun thought about his deceased wife.

Ginkgo followed the man and left the boat to go to the ginkgo forest.

The old bustard of the painting boat said that the man was a great general, with great merits, and had a wife, who later died of illness, and has been alone ever since, and the beads in his hand are the relics of his wife.

Then I will wait for the rest of his life on behalf of the woman, this is the original words of Qingmeng. When the old bustard heard this, he couldn't catch his breath with a smile: "How can one person's position in the heart of another person be replaced at will?"

"Just want to have a place in his heart. ”

The old bustard sneered: "I don't treat you well in this painting boat? It's not good to stay here without worrying about food and clothing? How can I teach you on weekdays, don't touch anything to that love, why don't you be obedient?"

Ginkgo lowered her eyes: "I'm sorry ......"

The old bustard turned around and brushed his sleeves: "Let's go, don't come back." ”

The red sleeves were gently driven by the wind, and the old bustard looked at the back of Qingmeng and sneered, raised his wine glass and drank it all.

I finally gave up my last guarantee and went with you with a heart.

Everyone in the world has passed the ginkgo girl who painted the head brand of the boat to the general, and she went with the family without a name in a green shirt.

It is also rumored that the general picked up the broken shoes, but the gossip did not affect the two parties.

Looking at the general's sleeping face, Ginkgo only felt steady.

It seems that the two are in love, but she knows in her heart that with this general, even if she has no name or point, she will have at least no worries about food and clothing for the rest of her life, and she doesn't have to live that nightmarish life in the painting boat, this transaction is worth it.

The general built a wooden house in the depths of the ginkgo forest, and there was a small corridor in front of the door and window, which was specially used for the ginkgo to listen to the rain, and he said that the ginkgo lined her on rainy days, and the ginkgo lined her.

The days seem to be getting better, but the beads in his hand still don't let the ginkgo touch, touch, he gets angry, and he doesn't come to visit for a few months.

The fruit on the tree could not withstand the blow of the rain and fell, and a small splash of water splashed in the shallow pit, and the ginkgo biloba snuggled in the general's arms, reached out to catch the falling ginkgo leaves, and lazily asked, "General, do you remember what you said on the first day?"

The general was silent, and then whispered a word: "No"

At the end, he added: "Just remember a little, just a little ......"

Ginkgo said without emotion: "It's okay, it's good." ”

But my heart is mixed, I forgot... She forced herself not to think about it, and she couldn't suppress the unclear sourness in her heart, but she was really insatiable, and she used others to delusionally get his sincerity.

Ginkgo slowly closed her eyes, accepted her increasingly annoying self as if she had given up on herself, and asked lightly, "Does the general like me?"

"Like. ”

"Will the general stay with me for the rest of my life?"

The ...... was silent.

From the moment she asked this sentence, Ginkgo knew that she was finished, and she began to suffer from gains and losses, and everything was messed up!

After that, Ginkgo often asked these questions, and the general never gave a promise, and occasionally it was good, well, she just thought it was a casual remark.

The general doesn't like Ginkgo, and occasionally makes a promise, which makes Ginkgo a little uncomfortable, and feels that he is willful, he coaxes her, accompanies her, makes her worry about food and clothing, and does everything she should do, why is she still not satisfied.

Let's say the general, the border countries have to go to this battle, and he is worried about Ginkgo.

I can't say I like this woman, I just want to stay by my side, he can do everything that his husband does, but he won't give names, promises, just selfish, and wants to keep her by his side. ensured that she had no worries about food and clothing for the rest of her life, which should be enough......

Let her not look for others for the rest of her life, she should ...... Not too much......

It was a rainy night again, and the general hugged the ginkgo corridor to listen to the rain, and both of them were silent.

Ginkgo lay in his arms for a while, and couldn't help but break the calm: "When will you return?"

The general thought about it seriously: "Trouble, it should be three years sooner." ”

Ginkgo lowered her head: "Okay." ”

The general also looked down at her little head: "What is good?"

Ginkgo said in a deep tone: "Wait for the king's return." ”

Hearing this, the general raised his hand and rubbed Qingmeng's head, and asked her jokingly, "What if I can't come back?"

"Keep waiting, waiting for as long as you want. ”

The general smiled, took out a ginkgo fruit from his sleeve and put it in the palm of his ginkgo biloba: "This is a peeled ginkgo fruit, when this forest bears fruit, I will marry you, okay?"

Ginkgo Biloba gently held the white fruit in her small hand, raised her head and kissed the corner of the general's lips: "Okay." ”

On the second day, the general went on an expedition.

That promise Ginkgo didn't take seriously, but he kept remembering that this should be the most serious time he coaxed her.

The general never returned, and the letters sent from the battlefield were broken during the fifth leaffall.

The last letter was unopened, and it was more than ten years old when it was placed in the box.

Ginkgo biloba bore fruit, in the twentieth year of Ginkgo knowing the general, a rough wooden hairpin with ginkgo 3,000 white silk, wrinkled hands stroking the green fruit, the slight pain of the finger husband made her feel a trace of joy.

It hurts, but she touches it.

She has been sad for so many years, and now that she thinks about it, the general should like her, led her out of the quagmire, and exchanged her life for the rest of her life.

Ginkgo's thin body leaned against the tree, and muttered to herself, "Ginkgo, you say...... Will he think it's worth it?"

Shortly after birth, a tiny ginkgo leaf gently falls and falls on the ginkgo's face, as if in response: 'It's worth it'

Ginkgo smiled, took off the leaves and slowly squatted on the ground, leaning against the trunk of the tree and falling asleep.

Never woke up again.

Pieces of golden yellow fall on the bright red wedding dress, little by little, covering up the delicate embroidery.

The fruit is fruitful, and the king returns.

"Does the general like me?"

"Like.

"Will you marry me?"

"Yes. ”

"Is it worth it?"

"Value. ”

After the story was finished, Xiao Yue's emotions seemed to be infected by something, a tear fell from the corner of her eyes, and she took out the letter in the box with trembling hands, and the wax seal was still there, it was the last one.

The old bustard does not stop, and a pair of deep eyes seem to be looking at an old man.

There are only four words in the letter: marry you in the next life.

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ps:This story seems to be an old draft in June and July.,I like it.,I thought about it and added it.,To be honest, I've been running off the outline of this book since the Hina Garden...... Ahahahaha, ghosts really love it too much.

I'll be back to the outline as soon as possible!