It only took Yang Xiaolan a moment to come back. She was holding two large plastic bags in her hands. One contained a portion of roast pork with mushrooms, the other contained a portion of chicken soup, and there was a larger box.
It's filled with white rice.
Zhang Wufeng looked at Yang Xiaolan. She didn't seem to feel tired at all. On the contrary, she was a little excited, but when she looked at Zhang Wufeng, she looked shy and shy.
After Zhang Wufeng asked her to eat with him but she refused, he didn't say anything more and started eating alone. After Yang Xiaolan looked around, she went to help Zhang Wufeng wash clothes.
Zhang Wufeng seems to feel a little bit at home at this time, like a harmonious family, the husband is eating, the wife is washing clothes, and both parties are very considerate... Zhang Wufeng can't hold back the love in his heart, but
He knew he couldn't, because first of all, his health was not very good; secondly, the Zhang family could be considered a poor family, and Xiaolan's family background was not good. If he kept up with him, it would really be a big burden, and he would be dragged down by it.
, not only Xiaolan, but also Xiaolan’s entire family...
Zhang Wufeng finished the meal unconsciously, and Xiaolan had also finished washing the clothes. When he was about to clear away the dishes, Zhang Wufeng took the cold red hand and squeezed it gently. He stared at Yang Xiaolan's
With her sincere gaze, Zhang Wufeng's heart trembled, he put down her little hand again, and said softly: "Just clean it up, don't tire yourself too much."
I have been with Xiaolan for five days, and today is the sixth day. After tomorrow, I will go back to my school. Zhang Wufeng thought, should he take the relationship with Xiaolan a step further? He is not a saint, and
He also liked Xiaolan very much, but he always had too many worries and was a little hesitant.
Zhang Wufeng woke up very early in the morning, but was too lazy to get up from bed. Ezhou and Huangzhou are very close. Yang Xiaolan said yesterday that she would take him to visit Dongpo Red Cliff today. He actually doesn't care about this, as long as he can
Being together with Yang Xiaolan for a longer period of time was already very satisfying for him. Zhang Wufeng had a feeling of unconcealable love for Yang Xiaolan from beginning to end, and it seemed that he could give up everything for her.
I remember the first time he met Yang Xiaolan, he kept staring at the little girl from the moment she entered the classroom until she sat next to him. Xiaolan was not beautiful at that time, but she had that unique
The temperament and slim figure made Zhang Wufeng's heart tremble. At that time, Zhang Wufeng felt that this girl had a water-like temperament.
While he was still thinking about things, he heard a gentle knock on the door outside. Zhang Wufeng escaped from the quilt, opened the door, and waited for Xiaolan to come in before closing it again.
Xiaolan looked at Zhang Wufeng who was wearing very little clothes and was showing off a lot of his youth. She immediately stopped looking at him and pretended to be angry and said: "You little lazy boy, go get dressed quickly."
It was rare for Zhang Wufeng to see that the gentle and carefree Xiaolan had such a little daughter-like side. His heart warmed, and he obediently started chatting with Yang Xiaolan while getting dressed.
"Xiaolan, can you tell me why you said it will be difficult for us to meet each other after this time?" Zhang Wufeng said softly.
"Zhang Wufeng, do you have to know? You may not believe this." Xiaolan hesitated.
"Say it, I believe it." Zhang Wufeng's eyes revealed firmness and trust.
"Okay." Xiaolan was obviously silent for a while before continuing: "For several weeks, I have been dreaming about living with you. Later, I said that we were married, but we divorced again, and I even asked you to
It hurts a lot and I’m very sad..."
Zhang Wufeng's heart trembled, and he was subconsciously at a loss.
"What's behind?" Zhang Wufeng knew that the content behind might be the key.
"Later, I will die later..." Yang Xiaolan looked very disappointed and murmured: "Actually, I am also very scared, but I love you and don't want to lose you... Maybe I am a selfish girl, I
I am very afraid of death and have no one to rely on, so I came to you so eagerly. Of course, there are other reasons, and I think you also know..." After saying this, Xiaolan glanced at Zhang Wufeng with some resentment, and Zhang Wufeng was slightly
Somewhat embarrassing.
"Don't worry, from now on when we are together, I will rely on you in everything, care for you, and won't let you suffer any injustice!" Zhang Wufeng said confidently and sincerely.
"Well, I will also treat you well." Yang Xiaolan said shyly with a slight blush.
Yang Xiaolan walked gently to Xiaolan and held her trembling body in his arms. Yang Xiaolan did not speak anymore, but gently rested her head on Zhang Wufeng's shoulder.
Seeing that Yang Xiaolan was not in a high mood, Zhang Wufeng decided to take her for a good trip. When thinking of fun, Zhang Wufeng suddenly had an idea and his eyes lit up. He kissed Yang Xiaolan gently on her forehead and said, "Xiaolan, let's go to Dragon King."
Come on, let’s go to Chibi to see it then.”
Yang Xiaolan smiled understandingly and said obediently: "Okay, I'll clean up the things first. Let's have breakfast together later and buy some snacks. I won't be back for lunch at noon."
Zhang Wufeng smiled happily when he saw Xiaolan regaining her joyful appearance.
Longwang Mountain is about 1,300 meters above sea level. It is not very big, but it has the charm of a scenic spot, and it has not been developed into a tourist attraction. It was still very early when I went up with Yang Xiaolan, although it was already 9 a.m.
, but still no one came, and the surroundings were quiet.
Zhang Wufeng actually had another purpose of coming here, which was to find someone to tell fortunes. Zhang Wufeng once heard his fourth uncle Zhang Zhengde say that there was a fortune teller on Longwang Mountain who was very accurate and would tell fortunes to people every month, but the price was too high.
It's very expensive, one hundred yuan a time.
Zhang Wufeng thought about it secretly in his mind at that time, and always felt that this fortune teller was very cunning. He calculated it every month, and even if there were only ten people a day, there would still be a thousand yuan. This, first of all, gave everyone a sense of mystery, and secondly,
, as long as it is a little bit standard and the calculation is not outrageous, it will be convinced by others. Moreover, the high price is exactly in line with the mentality of ordinary people who judge good and bad based on high and low. Therefore, after such an analysis, Zhang Wufeng only felt that this
The fortune teller is a master of making money, but his fortune telling skills are probably not very good. If he were really good, he would not be reduced to making a living by fortune telling.
While walking, Zhang Wufeng was thinking about some related matters. Yang Xiaolan was a little worried that Zhang Wufeng was tired, so she pointed to a flat ground in the dense forest ahead and said: "Zhang Wufeng, let's rest there for a while."
Zhang Wufeng was thinking about something, but he didn't notice that he didn't seem tired at all, so after Xiaolan interrupted his thinking, he looked towards the place Xiaolan mentioned.
In an instant, there was a dark forest, a broad and simple platform for apprentices, and a few simple stone stools next to it. This scene turned out to be so familiar, so familiar that Zhang Wufeng was frightened.
Zhang Wufeng was surprised, but didn't say anything on his face. He directly took Yang Xiaolan's hand and walked towards the platform in the woods. Here, Zhang Wufeng thought silently in his heart, there is a piece of granite in front of it, which looks like a sword, simple and unpretentious.
It is also bare on the outside, and next to it is a strange beast carved from stone. This strange beast looks very much like a Tibetan mastiff.
"Eh? Wufeng, look here." Yang Xiaolan's sudden surprised voice once again interrupted Zhang Wufeng's imagination.
Zhang Wufeng looked towards where Xiaolan was pointing, and his heart suddenly trembled again. What he saw in front of him at this moment was the scenes in his imagination...
It took Zhang Wufeng a long time to calm down from the shock. The familiar feeling of this place had left in that moment, but Zhang Wufeng felt irritable and depressed. There was indeed something fishy about this place!
Zhang Wufeng didn't want to stay here any longer. After all, he came here mostly to make Yang Xiaolan happy. How could he take care of his own emotions first? Thinking of this, Zhang Wufeng shook Yang Xiaolan's hand and said: "Xiaolan, let's go over there.
Bar."
Yang Xiaolan didn't notice Zhang Wufeng's abnormality. In her subconscious, she was actually satisfied as long as she was with Zhang Wufeng. She didn't care much about fear, fear, or other things. So she replied readily: "Well
,OK."
In fact, even Yang Xiaolan herself is a little strange. Zhang Wufeng is actually a very ordinary person, and he is also a bit stupid, inhumane, and ruthless. His appearance is also very ordinary, and he is only taller than herself.
Less than ten centimeters, and her family background was extremely poor and her body was weak... But even so, when she first saw him, Xiaolan was only fourteen or fifteen years old at that time. At that time, she had a feeling in her heart
A different kind of heart-pounding feeling, as if I couldn't live without him.
This strange feeling, coupled with the fact that every time she saw Zhang Wufeng frowning or looking depressed, she felt a sense of distress and pity. She didn't know why. But every time Zhang Wufeng smiled gently at her
When she does, she will feel inexplicably warm in her heart.
Yang Xiaolan followed Zhang Wufeng and walked to the stone steps. It was more than ten o'clock, and the sky had not cleared up. The air here still revealed the freshness of the air and the desolation of the mountains. It was almost November, but the coolness of autumn had already begun to fade.
Overdone.
Zhang Wufeng looked down and saw that the cliff he had originally imagined did not appear. Instead, there was a stone step with a relatively steep slope. There were many tombstones scattered next to it, and the tombstones seemed to be very old.
