I randomly grabbed a few pills I saw and put them back into the box. Then I saw that the inside of the box was composed of a circular grid and an annular grid, with a circle inside a circle, and the pearls were placed inside the circular grid. The pills are in the ring grid and will not be mixed together.
Manmei doesn't want to put any thought into the box.
He put it back in the clothes box and turned around and walked out the door.
She sat on a stone chair in the courtyard and looked at the starry night sky by herself.
He supported his head with one hand, and picked up a random flower in the courtyard with the other hand. He held it and turned it around in his hand, and unconsciously began to sing his favorite song "Five Hundred Years of Changes in the Fields".
“Five hundred years of mulberry fields have changed the sea, and even stubborn rocks are covered with moss. They are covered with moss.
Only my heart is not dead, yearning for freedom and freedom.
Even if it is burned by wildfire, even if it is covered with ice and snow,
The ambition remains unchanged, the wish remains unchanged,
The wasted years are stirring up feelings,
Why? Why? God has such an arrangement.
Why? Why? God has such an arrangement."
Her singing voice was very small, not loud, and there was a melancholy in her singing that she didn't realize. If the smoke in the willows and the wind were there, you would find that this singing voice was the same as what Su Youwei sang in Washington.
After singing for a while, Jiang Shang came back. When Man Miao saw the courtyard door opened, she unconsciously stopped talking and watched Jiang Shang walk towards her.
Jiang Shang drank, and there was a faint smell of alcohol on his body. She looked at the tall and handsome figure in the light, still looking at her with a gentle smile as usual. She squinted her eyes and felt that her eyes were a little moist. , she blinked her eyes a few times, but no emotion could be seen on her face, and Su Youwei's smile reappeared on her face.
"Are you feeling better?" Jiang Shang's voice was soft and soft, which made people feel very comfortable. It was also a pleasure to listen to him speak.
"Much better. I slept all afternoon and got up and walked around." Manmei nodded and looked at him with a smile.
She glanced at the broken flowers in her hand. She pinched off the brightly blooming flower and after holding it for a long time, it became wilted. Everyone likes flowers. If they are withered and broken, no one will continue to hold them.
Without looking at it, he threw the flowers he was twisting into the grass and stood up.
Jiang Shang walked up to her and put the cloak he was holding on her, "The dew is heavy at night, so be careful of catching a cold again."
She looked into Jiang Shang's eyes, which were indeed full of care for her.
Jiang Shang carefully tied the collar ribbon of the cloak for her. She leaned her head on Jiang Shang's hand, held his hand and put it against her cheek. Jiang Shang's palm was a little moist, with a touch of It smelled of alcohol and some leather, probably from the leather of the reins after riding a horse.
When this hand gently held her face, as if it was carefully holding a fragile treasure, Manmei closed her eyes and quietly enjoyed the feeling of being tenderly cared for.
Jiang Shang didn't know why she suddenly acted like this, but he also liked the peaceful atmosphere of standing quietly with Mei Miao.
The two of them stood like this, and there were people busy making various preparations next to them. No one came to disturb them.
Manmei really wanted to stand like this forever. Anything in the outside world had nothing to do with them. They just needed each other.
Although she is a strong woman, her emotional world has always been very simple. She has never had ambiguous hookups with other men when she had a boyfriend. She performed very well at work, and her male colleagues and male bosses looked up to her with admiration. She had several Even though he knew she had a boyfriend, he would still be courteous to her, but she clearly expressed her rejection.
She and her college boyfriend broke up because of a long-distance relationship. After a few months of dating, she accepted her current boyfriend. Her current boyfriend is very good to her and her parents are very satisfied. They both plan to get married and have started looking at new houses.
But I traveled through time into this book.
She never wants to live sincerely with Hua Feng, because she knows that Hua Feng is definitely not her man, and there is no way he can grow old with her. She cannot be tempted by Hua Feng, and what Hua Feng does is nothing worthwhile.
She was tempted.
It was obvious at first glance that Lan Ting was a playboy. At most, it was just a temporary break during the hiatus. She had never thought of being with Lan Ting for a long time. No one would believe her if she said this. Manmei was not just in love, she didn't
A little girl who has seen the world will not like this kind of man who goes around attracting bees and butterflies and showing off flowers.
Jiang Shang was the only reliable man among the men she came into contact with, and she was seriously considering whether he was a suitable candidate for her.
She is not a virgin person. No matter how many girlfriends she has before, as long as she is with her wholeheartedly, she will never go back on old scores.
I'm just afraid that my feelings for my ex-girlfriend are still lingering. This is absolutely unacceptable to Manmei.
The two stood like this for a while, and graceful rationality returned to their brains, and then they let go of Jiang Shang's hand. Jiang Shang did not take his hand away, but held her face with both hands, asking her to look at him, and asked softly.
He said, "What's wrong? Are you worried?"
The more critical the moment, the better her acting skills. When she was calm, she met his gaze and smiled slightly, "It's okay, I just feel bored."
Jiang Shang didn't know whether he wanted to avoid the question or believed her explanation, "I'm a little busy during this period. After the martial arts competition, I will spend more time with you."
Smiling gracefully and sweetly, looking like a little woman intoxicated with love, she rubbed her face against Jiang Shang's palm and said, "Okay."
She patiently stayed with Jiang Shang. Since Chu Yuer was here, she would never be able to bear her being sweet with Jiang Shang for too long.
After a while, Chu Yue'er opened the door, looked at Jiang Shang and said, "Cousin, I have something to tell you."
Manmei clearly felt Jiang Shang's hand pause, and when she looked up, Jiang Shang's face instantly turned cold and repulsive when facing Chu Yue'er.
He should understand that Chu Yue'er saw his private meeting with Chu Xiner, so he had this reaction.
Manmei didn't say anything, she just raised her head and looked at Jiang Shang pleadingly. She grabbed his hands with a little force, making her intention to retain him clear.
There was a hesitant look on Jiang Shang's face, and he looked at Manmiao for a few times. Manmiao could clearly see her own reflection in his eyes.
She saw that there was a trace of uneasiness and temptation on her face. No matter how she looked at it, she looked like a little woman worried about the gains and losses of love.
Just as Jiang Shang was about to speak, Chu Yuer'er said coldly, "Cousin, do you only care about other women and not care about my sister's life or death?"
If Chu Yue'er had said this a few days ago, Manmiao would have felt that she was overestimating her abilities and put herself and Chu Xiner on the same scale, and Manmiao would have felt that Chu Xiner was not qualified.
But now, Manmiao heard the dissatisfaction and complaint in Chu Yue'er's tone, which was also full of threats.
Jiang Shang glanced at Man Miao again. Man Miao's expression did not change, her movements did not change, her expression was still full of hope and prayer, and she looked at Jiang Shang without blinking.
Both women are waiting for his decision.
A note to readers:
In fact, it is already turning. I don’t know if you are interested. I like Jiang Shang very much, but I like Lan Ting even more. o(n_n)o Now I have saved the manuscript and wrote about Lan Ting. I feel very happy writing it.
