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Chapter 87 Dark Shadow

It was rare for Xuejin to be so interested, so Changsheng naturally agreed. During dinner, he went to the vendor who had sold them Xiangduixue before and bought a lot of Xiangduixue seedlings. At this time, it was spring and the flowers were blooming, so he went back to plant them.

After that, I can enjoy it for another season no matter what. It's just a pity that the flower vendor didn't know the habit of making snow piles before. He just brought it back when he went out to collect flowers and plants. This is also the first time he has succeeded.

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

When he went to bed at night, Xuejin would put Xiangdui Xue on his bedside table and take a look at it from time to time.

Changsheng sat on his bed, feeling a little strange. Why did Xuejin like Xiangduixue so much? He would be sad if he couldn't grow it again. It seemed that he had to inject some spiritual energy into Xiangduixue from time to time.

After coaxing Xue Jin to sleep, Changsheng himself couldn't help but yawned, and then rested.

In the middle of the night, Changsheng suddenly felt a chill on her body. She suddenly opened her eyes and sat up! She saw that the north wind had blown open the window at some point. She felt strange, so she stuck her head out and took a closer look, but found nothing strange.

, but the wind outside the window is still blowing.

Although it was already spring, the wind at night was still very cold. Changsheng closed the window carefully, came to Xuejin, whose brows were slightly furrowed and even in his sleep, he felt uneasy, and patted him gently.

. Changsheng often sees Xue Jin like this, who can't escape the nightmares of the past even in his sleep, but he still can't get used to it.

Even though Xuejin didn't say much, Changsheng could tell that he must have been an extremely handsome young man before. Like, well, Changsheng had never seen many high-spirited young people before. But the feeling Xuejin gave him was different.

It's really like what my grandfather once said, the kind of person who puts his life on the battlefield back to back with his comrades. The kind of person who is high-spirited!

If I had to describe it, it would probably be the handsome prince in the Prince's Patrol that I once watched with my grandpa and Grandma Gu. He was handsome, martial arts, and very perceptive. Such a person can be seen at a glance when standing among the crowd, just like in the sky.

The sun and the moon shine brightly.

I don’t know what happened to Seoljin to become like this. I always feel sorry for him. People who are born with such brilliance should shine all their lives. If one day they are pulled down from the altar, then they should

How depressing is that?

But it doesn't matter, as long as you keep treating him well and let him regain his confidence, one day, that powerful young man will come back.

Seeing Xuejin's frown gradually relax, Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief and then went to sleep himself.

No matter how raging the cold wind is at night, it can't reach the people lying in the warm quilt. Those biting winds keep blowing everywhere, as if they are rushing to show their last bit of coolness before the warm spring comes.

But when it hit the shadow under the eaves of the inn, the cold wind seemed to be scared away by the dark shadow. After a long time, the shadow in the dark moved slightly, making a small sound of weapons clashing.

, and then hid in the darkness again and disappeared.

Only a suppressed sigh was left.

Early the next morning, before Xuejin woke up, he was startled by the noise outside. He was rarely in the mood, so he got up quickly and took a look at his pot of incense piled in the snow.

But he didn't even see it at first glance. The remaining sleepiness disappeared in shock, and he subconsciously shouted for longevity.

"Ah Chou Ah Chou! Where is my Xiangdui Snow? It's gone."

"I'm basking in the sun on the table, take a good look."

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

In fact, he was too nervous.

Otherwise, how could I not see the flowers placed in the room? Alas, I don’t know when I started to rely on A Chou so much. He is obviously the older one, right? Probably because immortality is too reliable.

Bar.

Xuejin came to Xiangduixue with brisk steps. After the morning sunshine, the petals of Xiangduixue looked more and more delicate, and even the fragrance became more distant.

Looking at such outstanding Xiangdui Snow, Sejin's mood becomes more and more relaxed. A flower like this will definitely stand out among the brightly colored Xiangdui Snow!

Because of such ambitions, Xuejin was in a good mood all morning. Moreover, the weather was beautiful today, and the weather was so mild. Although there was sunshine, it was not dazzling. In short, it was a good weather for an outing.

When the two of them arrived at the booth of Bao'er's parents, they didn't need to say anything. With that kind of enthusiastic attitude, even Seoljin couldn't keep a straight face, and occasionally showed a sincere smile. The people around him obviously liked Bao'er.

The parents were very familiar with each other, so they both had smiles on their faces. After Changsheng took off the thin veil covering Xiangdui Xue's body, people around him could not stop praising her.

Under the sunlight, the snow-white petals of Xiangdui Xue actually have a texture like glass. Now it reflects the sunlight, and the light pink color of the petal tips, it is simply beautiful. Even after growing flowers for a few years

The parents of the ten-year-old baby were all surprised.

"This flower is definitely of the highest quality! I have been growing flowers for forty years, and I have never seen such a flower with such outstanding appearance, color and shape. I just don't know the name of this flower?"

"Yes, these flowers are so beautiful!"

"Ahem."

Xue Jin coughed slightly, feeling a little proud of himself, but it was not annoying.

"Xiang piles of snow."

"Xiangduixue? What a good name! Well, the scent is special enough!"

"Really, this fragrance smells really good..."

Listening to the endless compliments from the people around him, Xuejin's expression became more and more relaxed and happy. However, he still remembered to be reserved, but for the whole day, except for being dragged to have a meal by Changsheng, he spent the rest of the time sitting there.

In front of the incense and snow, listen to the praises of others.

The people in the county are also very elegant. After everyone comments on these colorful flowers, they will put a small redwood sign in front of the flower they think is the most beautiful. Each family only has one redwood sign. In the end, whose redwood is it?

Whoever has the most cards is the leader.

In order to witness with his own eyes that Xiangdui Xue became the leader, Xue Jin put in a lot of effort. His feet seemed to have taken root and he could not move at all. Finally, at sunset, someone from the government came to verify the number of mahogany plaques of each flower house. Xue Jin

Jin's nervousness was visible to the naked eye, but he was stubborn and refused to say a word. But in his heart, his Xiangdui Snow must be the most beautiful among the colorful flowers on the street!

It's just a pity that when the statistical results came out, although Xiangdui Xue was on the list, it only ranked third and was the "third flower".


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