After the Dragon Boat Festival, Xi'an enters the rainy season.
The Qinling Mountains are covered with dark clouds and a drizzle continues. There has been no sunshine for several days. The drizzle keeps falling. The God is not doing his part and the beauty is also melancholy. People under this rain feel inexplicably irritable.
At the reception desk of the scenic spot in front of the Tomb of the First Emperor on the top of Lishan Mountain, several men and women were sitting around chatting. It was raining lightly outside the window, and people inside were chatting away.
Outside the house, a figure walked in the rain with hunched shoulders and a small step. His long white shawl hair was wet and stuck to his head, dripping with water. The figure in the rain didn't know it was still starting.
I walked back and forth in front of the emperor's tomb, stopping and looking at the tomb area in the distance from time to time.
Several people drinking tea and chatting in the room turned to look out the window from time to time. After chatting for a while, it seemed that there was no more topic to talk about. Someone grinned and turned to look out the window and said with a smile: Who do you think is the happiest person in the world?
Are you rich or powerful? Most people think so, but I don’t think so. These people have too many burdens on their shoulders, and happiness is too luxurious for them. A man with a slender figure and a fleeting eye held a
He drank a cup of tea, walked to the window and said, "You want me to talk about this world?"
The happiest people are those who are ignorant and ignorant of everything. They are happy because they don’t know what pain is and what sadness is. They live in their own world and are not affected by the outside world. You say they don’t know anything.
Can a person be unhappy while living?
The person who spoke earlier pointed to the figure walking in the rain outside the window and said: Is it like him? You see, he walked outside for a day after it rained lightly. This is how he knows no sorrow, right?
Maybe, in his world, there is no rain, said the person in front of the window.
Giggle, Giggle. The woman's laughter was very coquettish. She brushed her hair out of habit and said: What do you mean, our lives are worse than a lunatic or a fool?
Sometimes, it might be the man in front of the window who nodded and said.
The woman with a coquettish smile stretched her waist, then stood up, walked to him and tilted her head and said: Zhang Shoucheng, have you always been so melancholy? I don’t know how many women you have attracted with your melancholy look.
Do you know that you are very annoying like this?
If this is a world where appearance is the standard, then this man named Zhang Shoucheng must look like someone who was sentenced to death, and he must be executed immediately, because he looks so damn good.
It is a disaster for the country and its people.
As long as a man sees him, he will probably want to beat him to death immediately, and a woman will be bored to death by seeing him.
That's my fault, Zhang Shoucheng said with a smile.
Don’t blame him, blame him for being from the Celestial Master Sect. Not only are their Celestial Masters deviant, but they also love to show off. How can it not be annoying to have such a big tree behind you?
Zhang Shoucheng said calmly: What your parents gave you is just the background. What you build is the country. My name is Zhang Shoucheng, not Zhang Tianshi.
Zhang Tianshi is your father. The seductive woman said leaning against the window.
Then he can't represent me. My name is Zhang Shoucheng.
Hey, with his character, I really want to tie him to a tree and hold him with a gun for an hour. He is so hated, said the sitting man.
Zhang Shoucheng suddenly turned around, looked at a woman sitting at the table who had not said a word from beginning to end, and said: It doesn't matter to me that people all over the world think so.
The flirtatious woman waved her hand in front of his eyes and said: But the famous lady already has an owner. Did you see that? She sat there for a long time without saying a word. Do you know what the symptoms are? She loves her so much that she sheds tears. She is haggard because of lovesickness.
The woman raised her head and glanced lightly here, but her eyes ignored the two people and looked out the window.
The charming woman looked back at the figure pacing back and forth under the light rain, and said with a smile: You still think he looks familiar.
Zhang Shoucheng frowned and asked: What do you mean?
On the day we came here, she met that madman in the corridor and said that he looked a bit like someone she knew, and then she became a little obsessed.
Haha, who do you think among the people we know can be so virtuous? And who can be so crazy?
The woman turned a deaf ear to what they said. After staring out the window for a moment, she suddenly stood up, took an umbrella from the house and walked out.
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Zhang Shoucheng deliberately raised his legs and stepped forward to chase after him, but another man stopped him with his hand and said: "For a woman, you don't need to offend him."
Zhang Shoucheng squinted his eyes and said: He? He is such a smart person. Do you think he would use the word offend with me? It’s just fair competition. It’s not about offending.
Hey, women are a disaster. Women are the real triggers of many major events in the past and present. The man shook his head and smiled and said: Guard the city, take a rest. We are here to do business, not to pick up girls. In two days he will
He will come too, there is no need for you to cause trouble at this time
The charming woman smiled and said: Li Qiuzi, don't you know that our Master Zhang has been thinking about that woman for a day or two? If I were a man, maybe I would be like this too.
Li Qiuzi looked at her with a smile and said: I am a man but I am an exception. You just need to know that I don't miss her. There is already someone living in my heart.
The coquettish woman smoothed her hair again, folded her arms and looked out the window and said: You men always like to challenge heights that are not your own, why bother?
Outside the window, a thin figure held an umbrella and walked towards the figure who was still walking in the rain. The raindrops fell on the ground and splashed on her white dress, leaving a few muddy spots.
Inside the window, Zhang Shoucheng frowned and asked: She has always loved cleanliness the most, and her mysophobia is a bit outrageous. For such a person who is extremely stingy about cleanliness, who is it that makes her want to get to the bottom of it so much? Is it him? Li Qiuzi
smiled.
You and I have both seen him more than once, do you think he looks like him?
That would be interesting. Li Qiuzi said: "Look at what was buried in that lunatic's body. I guess the mud rubbed off from his body could kill a beggar's chicken. She is such a clean and hysterical person that she doesn't care. Do you think it's interesting?"
Under the rain, the woman held an umbrella and walked up to the madman and got very close.
Umbrellas were held above their heads.
The crazy man was still walking back and forth in the rain without knowing it. The woman holding the umbrella followed him silently. Her long skirt was already soaked, but she didn't care.
Because she wanted to see the face under the white hair.