We agreed that we would just spend an hour together. What did she mean?
Su Mei turned around and took out a flute from the cabinet, turned around, looked at him with some confusion, and asked, "What's wrong?"
Tang Ning looked at her, then at the Xiao in her hand, and asked, "I mean, is the Xiao in Miss Su's hand... heavy?"
It's all Xiao Jue's fault. He just pretended to be an expert in flowers. This afternoon, I chatted with him for more than half an hour about his experiences in brothels, about the forty-eight moves and thirty-six postures... Tang Ning shook her head and cleared these distracting thoughts from her mind.
Su Mei looked at him, as if she had thought of something, a trace of embarrassment appeared on her face, and she gritted her teeth and said: "This is just an ordinary bamboo bamboo, compared to the jade bamboo... it is indeed much lighter."
Tangning nodded and said, "Miss Su, let's get started."
Su Mei looked at him for a long time, then smiled again on her face: "You're showing off your shame."
It's not like showing off one's embarrassment. Tang Ning really doesn't understand musical instruments. Su Mei played the flute in front of him, which was completely disrespectful.
Thinking of this, there was already a whistle in my ears, which sounded a bit sad.
Although Tang Ning didn't understand Xiao, she also knew that Xiao's voice was usually soothing and peaceful. Su Mei's Xiao was unhurried and slow, rising from low to high, as if it sounded directly in his mind, tugging at every heartstring in his heart.
Su Mei's Xiao Sheng is like her own person, exuding a kind of charm from the inside out, charming but not glamorous. With just one glance, it's hard to look away. When you hear the prelude, you want to listen to the whole song.
As Tangning listened to the music, she suddenly felt a little tired, her consciousness became extra clear, and she began to lose focus. Many sounds and images appeared in her mind.
The day before he left, he and Zhong Yi were chatting in the yard. Zhong Yi rested her head on his shoulder and told him that even if he couldn't get the top prize, she could still fulfill her promise to him.
There was also Xiaoru who was packing his luggage for him while thinking at random that he should take good care of himself when he arrived in the capital, eat on time, remember to cover himself with a quilt when sleeping at night, don't forget to check before the exam, and don't forget to bring the exam guide...
The Tang Fairy flew over from the other side of the wall and generously handed him a wad of banknotes, telling him that the capital was no better than Lingzhou and had more places to spend money. The money was lent to him and would be used from the profits from selling wine in the future.
buckle……
Fang Xiaopang also handed a large bag of snacks into his hand.
Thinking of this, he felt unusually peaceful in his heart, and a smile couldn't help but appear on his face.
Until Qing'er's face appeared in front of his eyes, shouting "Uncle, I can't get up in the morning" loudly, he was instantly awakened, but other pictures emerged in his mind.
The premature death of his parents in his previous life, the various faces of his relatives, the loneliness in the orphanage, and being bullied by older children were all the darkest, most painful things he had ever experienced in his two lives, and the things he least wanted to remember.
a period of time.
But no matter what, these will never happen again.
Because he can never go back, he will never see those snobbish relatives, nor will he be looked down upon by others because of his status as an orphan. Even visiting his parents’ graves has become a luxury, in this place who are so far away from each other.
In this world, a lonely soul that does not belong here, I don’t know how long it will drift...
An inexplicable sadness surged out of my heart uncontrollably...
In the room, the whispers had stopped. Su Mei looked at Tang Ning, who had tears streaming down her face, with a slightly strange look on her face. She didn't know what she was thinking.
She has met many people who revealed their deepest human desires under her whisper.
Wealth, fame, power...
And women.
Or hatred.
This is the deepest thing hidden in people's hearts. No matter how well hidden it is on weekdays, it will be exposed under the charm of her Xiao Sheng.
She has never seen such a person.
Lonely.
She had never seen an unimaginable loneliness.
Unlike when everyone else is drunk and I am awake alone, this is a kind of loneliness that seems to be incompatible with the whole world. His face is full of tears, and the skirt of his clothes is scratched because he holds it too tightly.
Su Mei looked at him with some curiosity in her heart.
What exactly has he experienced, and what kind of experience can make a person have endless loneliness hidden in his heart?
She walked over and stood next to him, wanting to see more clearly.
Tang Ning felt like her soul was floating in a boundless space. Everything she looked around was filled with darkness, making it difficult to discern the direction and how long it would continue to float.
He drifted unconsciously like this until a pair of clear eyes appeared in his mind.
That dirty little face has been engraved deep in his soul, and those smart and clear eyes will never be forgotten by Tang Ning.
He opened his eyes and saw Su Mei's face and a faint fragrance.
Her face was so close that he could kiss her red lips just a little closer.
Tang Ning resisted the temptation deep in her heart, looked at her calmly, and reminded: "Miss Su..."
Su Mei looked at him, then walked back without changing her expression, sat on the other side of the table, handed over a handkerchief, and asked, "What's wrong with Mr. Tang?"
"Thank you." Tangning took the handkerchief, wiped her eyes, and said, "I just thought about some past events and I was a little rude. I ask for your forgiveness, Miss Su."
Su Mei smiled and said, "It's okay."
Tangning looked at her and asked, "How long has it been now?"
"About a quarter of an hour."
"Only a quarter of an hour?" Tangning was a little disappointed. An hour is two hours, and a quarter of an hour is fifteen minutes. Only one-eighth of the time has passed, and he still has more than half of the time to go.
Su Mei looked at him and said in a soft voice: "Young Master Tang..."
"Stop!" When this woman spoke, her voice was so loud that it made her bones tremble. Tangning couldn't bear it. She looked at her and said, "Miss Su, can you... speak properly?"
Su Mei was stunned for a moment. After she came to her senses, she said angrily, "What do you mean?"
"Isn't this a good way to talk..." Tangning looked at her and said, "What I mean is, just use the tone you used when talking to me, don't pretend to be so cool, I won't be used to it..."
"Pack?"
Su Mei looked at him, her chest rising and falling slightly, and for the first time she couldn't control her emotions.
She has been in the capital for so long. When a man meets her, he will not accompany her carefully, and who will tell her that her voice is too pretentious and tell her not to talk like that?
This made her doubt her charm for the first time, something she had never doubted before.
A smile appeared on her face again, and she said in a soft voice: "Why are you so confused about amorous feelings..."
Tang Ning stood up and said, "Miss Su, if you keep doing this, I will leave."
The smile on Su Mei's face instantly disappeared, she looked at him and said, "Give me back that sign, I don't want to give it to you anymore."
Tang Ning finally understood what it meant to change her face faster than turning the page in a book. She could change her face in a second. This girl Su was born to be an actress.
She just broke up with herself and didn't want to pretend to be a lady anymore. She could even do such childish things.
Tangning looked at her and said, "A true man keeps his word. How can he get back what he has given away?"
Su Mei stopped pretending to be coy and said disdainfully: "I am not a man, I am a little girl."
Tangning looked her up and down and asked, "Where are you young?"
Su Mei narrowed her eyes and looked at him, "What do you mean?"
Tang Ning looked at her and said, "I mean, Miss Su should be in her early twenties, twenty-four or twenty-five?"
Su Mei couldn't help it anymore, she slammed the table and stood up, looked at him, and said with rapid breathing: "My twentieth birthday has just passed a few days ago!"
She has just turned 20 years old, calling herself an old lady, and still dressing up so maturely. The 20-year-old girls in the future have not graduated from college yet...
However, after all, he is still a seventeen-year-old boy. This Miss Su is three years older than him, so naturally she is not young...
Tangning shook her head and said, "Twenty years old is not too young..."
Seeing Su Mei tightening her grip on the flute in her hand, Tang Ning was worried that she would use this thing to whip herself, so she hurriedly said: "It's still early, why don't we do something else?"
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