"Miss Shui is indeed a hero among girls. She is something that a caged bird like me cannot touch..." Once the meaningless conversation ended, just when Xi'er thought they would continue like this, Shuiping finally gave up.
He opened everything up and said the most meaningful words today that Xi'er appreciated the most.
She said: "I like Mr. Wuji."
Xi'er retracted her steps, half-turned around, looked at her, smiled, and then pointed to a clean stone beside a flower bed somewhere, "Maybe we can sit there for a while." Anyway, the pavilion in the middle of the lake is full now.
Men, they may not expect two little girls to disturb their heroic spirit.
"I like Mr. Wuji." Shuiping emphasized again, although this time, her wheat-colored complexion was also stained with a thick red.
"I can see that." Xi'er chuckled. Since she was so straightforward that she was willing to express her childish thoughts, she no longer acted like a wealthy lady. To be honest, talking like that was really tiring. "Then.
What are you going to do?"
"Aren't you angry?" Shuiping looked confused.
Xi'er raised her eyebrows and asked, "Why should I be angry?"
"I thought you were treating him... No, maybe I was wrong." Shuiping touched her face, probably wanting to remove the redness from her face. In fact, the effect was good.
"What are you going to do? Go directly to the door to propose marriage?" Xi'er said thoughtfully, "But it seems that men propose marriage to women!" The world is still unfair after all, and women can only stay at home and wait for men to come to their door.
When it comes to proposing marriage, if no man comes to propose marriage, you will be waiting for the rest of your life without being able to get married. Of course, there are also women who propose marriage to men, but that only means one thing, that man is a door-to-door son-in-law and will be looked down upon for the rest of his life.
"No..." Shuiping obviously understood this truth, so she refused without thinking.
But then Xi'er thought of a more important question, "What about Wuji, is he also aware of you... I really can't tell, he's usually dull, but actually..."
"Alas..." Who would have thought that Shuiping sighed softly and stared at Xi'er with a sad face, "He has someone he likes in his heart."
"Yeah?" Xi'er almost fell off the stone, "You mean, he has someone else he likes in his heart?" The voice was extremely high.