Chapter 42: The Potion of Love (Volume 3)
"I think you'd better go and enjoy the flowers. Leng Yue looked at him sideways, and the smile on her lips was charming and moving. "I do have the idea of traveling around the world, wherever I go, where no one disturbs, and I don't have to worry about anything else, just me. ”
"Oh?"
Qingfeng looked at her.
"Is that what you mean?" he asked.
"I want to ......" Leng Yue hesitated for a moment, but still said, "Yes!"
"Do you really want to go alone?"
Leng Yue hesitated again: "Probably...... If I can't find that person......"
"Forever?"
"I want to ...... Maybe ......"
The smile on her lips vanished, her eyes darkened, and her voice sounded full of helplessness.
He glanced at her.
Her hesitation made Yuan Qingfeng feel unexpectedly surprised, she was able to sit down and chat with him, and she didn't seem to slip away immediately, which also made him see hope.
"If you have a boyfriend now, what would you like to do with him?" Qingfeng asked.
"Oh," Leng Yue thought for a moment and said, "What I want to do with him is ......"
She pondered for a moment.
"It's just leaning on his shoulder and watching your favorite movie together. Because when I watch a movie, I am the happiest. ”
"Really?"
The breeze smiled, and his eyes were bright.
"What kind of movies do you like to watch?" he asked.
"I like to watch lyrical movies. Leng Yue said: "Like the Soul Broken Blue Bridge, North African Spy, Gone with the Wind, etc., I have watched these movies more than a dozen times just by watching the video, and I will cry every time I watch it...... Like highlights, wonderful dialogues, you can also recite them backwards. ”
"So, what are your favorite highlights?" Qingfeng asked with interest as he stared at her.
"It's ......"
Leng Yue lightly opened her lips, slightly revealing two rows of neat and thin white teeth, like two rows of shining pearls.
"It's the last scene of the Broken Blue Bridge. ”
She smiled slightly, with a hint of sorrow in her smile.
"It was a really sad scene. She paused, her voice low as a dream. "Laubert Taylor and Vivien Leigh and the two of them loved each other, and then Vivien Leigh died, and after a long time, Rauber Taylor still couldn't forget Vivien Leigh, so he stood alone on the bridge, missing his lover, and shed tears of sadness...... I really like this scene because this man is very similar to ......"
She stopped, sat there quietly, and swallowed back the words "distant mountain" that came to her lips.
"What else?"
Qingfeng looked at her and understood a little in his heart.
"Y-you still haven't found it, have you?" he asked knowingly.
"Once the sea was difficult to water, except for Wushan, it is not a cloud!" she read in a low voice, and only she could hear it.
"I don't understand what you're muttering. Qingfeng said, "I want to hear another highlight clip that you like." ”
She lifted her eyes and glanced at him.
"Oh," Leng Yue thought for a moment and said, "and the scene where Vivien Leigh and Clark Gable kiss in Gone with the Wind, I also like it." Clark Gable put his arms around Vivien Leigh's waist and kissed her passionately and violently, the picture is really poignant and touching. ”
She stopped again, her big eyes shining with enthusiasm.
"So, what else do you want to do with your boyfriend?" Qingfeng continued to ask, looking at her.
"What else I want to do with him is ......" Leng Yue pondered for a moment and said softly, "Let's read a book in the café together." ”
"How can you think so. Qingfeng smiled. "You can't read books every day, so why do you have to go to a café?"
"So, if you have a girlfriend, what do you want to do?" Leng Yue smiled and then asked rhetorically.
"What ...... I"
Qingfeng smiled again.
Looking at her innocent and curious eyes, he was in a trance.
"Who knows...... I just want to hold a little hand and kiss it, it's enough. Looking at Leng Yue's expression that couldn't help but smile, Qingfeng asked puzzledly, "What's the matter?" he stared at her, seriously, carefully.
"I think, let's go. ”
She glanced at him and got out of the car, followed by Qingfeng.
"I have a proposal. He said.
"What?"
"It's a giveaway service. He smiled, "Can you accompany me to the café?"
"What for?"
"Go read a book!"
"What?"
Leng Yue sneered.
"Then, let's go to dinner!" Qingfeng said, "After dinner, let's go to the movies, how about Gone with the Wind?" he paused, observing Leng Yue's expression. "Besides, I'm really hungry, and I'm already hungry!"
"What ...... to do"
She said it again.
She stopped looking at him, turned and left, not cooperating with him.
Qingfeng grabbed her again, he looked around, and exclaimed exaggeratedly, "Ahhhh......h "Look at it, look at it!
With a poof, Leng Yue lost his smile.
"What a naïve king. ”
"You laughed, laughed, laughed, right?"
Instead of refuting the nickname she had given him, he widened his eyes and asked her if she had 'laughed'.
"I wasn't laughing. ”
Leng Yue lowered her eyelashes.
"You smiled, you did smile!"
"Really?"
She froze.
"Yes, you smiled, you smiled—hahahaha—you laughed—" Yuan Qingfeng laughed heartily.
Leng Yue was stunned again, and then laughed.
"Hey, if only the story of A Midsummer Night's Dream was true!" Qingfeng sighed as he quickly caught her gaze as she tried to escape.
"You-"
She looked at him hesitantly, raising an eyebrow.
She looked at him with those big black and white eyes.
"Are you ......," she asked, sneering, "are you thinking about the love potion in the story?"
"Yes!"
Yuan Qingfeng replied calmly.
"Such a good thing, who doesn't want wow!" he said with a smirk, "Just now, if I really had that love potion, I would definitely smear it on your eyelids, in this case, hum......"
He hummed softly, his swarthy eyes looking at her deeply.
"Stop dreaming, okay?"
She screamed mischievously, and she said:
"That kind of plug-in thing is very good, but it can only be a fantasy, and there is no magic potion in love! As a result, Cupid with wings is often depicted as blind, even as a child. ”
She paused, shaking her head.
"When it comes to choices, he always follows his heart spontaneously. She said in a cold and loud voice: "If a bottle of potion can sway love, this is simply the most ridiculous lie in the world!"
"Uh-huh!"
The breeze stared at her, dizzy and dazed.
For a while, he was speechless.
After a long while, he stretched out his hand and plucked a small white flower from the flower bed outside the community, and he held it up in front of Leng Yue.
His breath warmly rushed to the cold moon, scratching her skin as if nothing, and a strange feeling crept into her heart.
"Thank you for coming to me, my queen!" Qingfeng said softly, "This little white flower still bears the scar of the god of love, let the power of its spiritual liquid seep into the center of your eyes......" He smiled heartlessly: "This is the love potion that can arouse your true love!"
Leng Yue just felt that her heart couldn't stop beating.
She was afraid that he would come near her, and that would make her nerves tense all over her body.
She shook her head, turning the breeze to look at her.
"Y- you're memorizing lines, aren't you?"
She asked him in a calm tone.
"It's obviously true, but it's taken as a fake, it's obviously an oath given to you in my heart, how can you still doubt it?"
He reached out and straightened her head.
"What I tell you, I'll only say once, you have to listen carefully!" he said seriously, "Hear your heart." ”
"I don't have a heart, I don't deserve to hear. ”
Leng Yue took his hand away, and she lowered her head.
"Not only do you have to listen carefully, but you also have to remember!"
He reached out again and straightened her head.
He stared into her eyes, his expression solemn.
"This is my true and never-changing heart. He sighed and said, "I never felt that meeting you was an adventure, but I felt that it was a reunion, a reunion after a long absence......! We were the same person, but I don't know from which life I lost you-"
"The same person?"
Leng Yue was in a trance for a few seconds.
Tears suddenly rushed into her eyes, and her eyelids flickered, her moist eyes slowly rolling.
"Now it's alright!"
The breeze let go of her.
"We meet again, and when we meet me, we won't let go again, no matter how we go through this life, how the future works, whether you have a heart for me or not, my heart, for you—" He sighed again. "As long as you call me, I'll be there!"
Leng Yue shook her head violently, repelling his influence.
"Yuan Qingfeng—" She tried to call him.
"In-"
"Are you promising something?" she asked.
"Promise?"
He stood there, staring at her motionlessly.
His eyes were deep and sharp, with a penetrating heat that lingered on her face.
"I used to hate promises the most. He said: "I always feel that as soon as I say it, I lock up two people! The one who listens naturally has the proof of blackmail, and the one who speaks naturally owes a debt." You said it at the time, and it hurt two people at the same time. But I understand now that the promise can't be said because I haven't met the right person, and once I do, it's not a promise, it's a wish!"
Leng Yue had to raise her head, but met a panicked eye. She took a step back in fear.
Stiff for a few seconds.
She felt her fingertips tremble a little, and a ** sensation spread from her fingertips to her heart, and her pulse beat wildly.
"You're a nice guy!"
After she said this, she turned and left.
"Wait a minute!"
The breeze stopped her again.
"I think some women are like a thorn. He looked at her and said, "When you think of it, it hurts." ”
"Poor mouth!"
"Don't you think what I'm saying is very literate?" he smiled, pulling her closer to him. "Why are you staring at me, don't worship me!"
"Goodbye!"
She smiled softly and got rid of him.
"Who's girl is so unlucky?" he looked at her back and said to himself: "Many people will be fascinated by my charm when they see me for the first time, why do they have to be told every time they see her?"
He shook his head, and shook his head again.