He Shiling straightened her windswept short hair, turned around, and walked towards the cobblestone path.
I took another look at the steps facing the lake not far away, and was surprised to find that there was someone there! That black figure?!
Is that the fishing uncle here?
"Uncle! You are in a good mood today, no more fishing?" He Shiling took the book from the hands of the person sitting by the lake from behind. When he looked closely, he saw that it was a thread-bound version of Song Ci! She had been looking for the thread-bound version of Song Ci for a long time but had not found it.
, couldn't help but start reading, "This book is good, beautifully bound."
Ke Mengnan turned around and saw a slim girl standing on the steps behind him: a girl in a beige jacket, a white turtleneck sweater, beige slightly flared jeans, and white sneakers with light blue stripes. She smiled lightly and flipped through the pages quickly.
Book in hand.
Against the backdrop of the green grass, yellow wicker and overcast sky, the girl with a beige smile in front of her looks particularly fresh and natural.
Uncle? Ke Mengnan smiled, and the beige coat turned out to be her, the girl from yesterday, He Shiling!
He carefully looked at this "unexpected" girl: her short hair was parted on the left side, tucked behind her ears, slightly revealing her smooth forehead, and her slender willow-leaf-shaped eyebrows, which were perfectly outlined and then tapered down.
, the long eyelashes cover the eyes that are reading, and the high bridge of the nose makes the whole face full of three-dimensionality. The corners of the mouth are slightly raised, and a shallow dimple appears in the corner of the mouth.
She has attractive facial features, ivory-white complexion, and looks harmless to humans and animals. She is a girl with a smart appearance and a very friendly feeling.
Ke Mengnan stood up, staggered the height of a step, and was just eye level with her. I thought it was a visual problem just now, but it turned out that it was really slim. I couldn't help but think of the saying "One point more is too long, one point less is too long."
If it is short; if it is applied with vermilion, it will be too red; if it is applied with powder, it will be too white."
"Yes, I want to read a book today." Ke Mengnan became playful for a moment, came closer, chuckled, and waited for her reaction, "This book is indeed good, I like it very much."
Whose voice? A warm voice came very close, as if it was in my ear.
He Shiling raised her head from the book, and there was a young and handsome smiling face in front of her eyes. There were beautiful eyebrows on that face, a smile between the eyebrows in the eyes, and a beautiful arc at the corner of her mouth. She was looking at
she.
Who is this person? Why is he here? He Shiling was slightly startled. He was not a fishing uncle, but a boy of similar age to her!
So close, eyebrows!
Such a close distance, close enough to see clearly the lines of the person's eyebrows, which were smooth and smooth, without any clutter. Close enough to see her image in the person's eyes.
Such a close distance made her step back subconsciously, but she forgot about the steps behind her. She missed the step and almost fell to the lawn behind. She immediately moved back a little, and the steps were in contact with the uneven grass.
The small gap between one high and one low caused her to sprain her feet unsurprisingly while trying to maintain her balance. The book in her hand also fell during the shaking, and she made several ungraceful turns.
Freely rolled and slid onto the lake.
"Be careful, steps." Such a big reaction was just to tease her. Ke Mengnan stretched out his hand to pull her, but because she kept retreating, he failed to do so. He grabbed the air with his outstretched hand and stopped.
After a few seconds, he took it back again.
She seemed to have forgotten that she was standing on a step thirty to forty centimeters above the grass. She might not have known that there was a drainage ditch about ten centimeters deep and twenty centimeters wide between the uneven grass and the steps.
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I saw her staggering back a step, as if her foot had been touched, but unexpectedly, she stood firm without falling.
"Book" He Shiling reminded, shaking his sprained right foot. It hurt slightly, but the man smiled and did not respond, ""
"I heard it, niece." Ke Mengnan laughed, walked forward a step, and looked at He Shiling funny. Is she short-sighted? Or is he already looking like he is in his forties or fifties, and you still call him that?
As for my uncle, he really looks a lot like his father, even though everyone says he looks like his mother.
Ke Mengnan took another step forward. In view of her reaction just now, he didn't go too close. He stared at her across the distance between the steps and the grass. By calling "Uncle" twice in a row, did he recognize that he was an uncle? Yes.
Such a young uncle? Does this girl have poor eyesight?
The pages of the book were almost sinking after being soaked in the lake water, but the man walked towards her without realizing it. What did he want to do? Wasn't the prank just now enough? Niece? Ha. Well, she mistakenly recognized the person.
First.
After taking a look at the book in the lake, He Shiling shook her head slightly and walked forward quickly. She forgot to look at her feet and stumbled on the steps without warning. This time, the man was quick-sighted and supported her with both hands.
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She almost fell into the arms of the person in front of her. When she saw that her knees were almost parallel to her feet, she almost knelt down and bowed. She couldn't help but take a breath. She had hit the steps today, once.
He stepped on the air and was kicked again and again.
A book of Song poetry had done her a lot of harm. When had she ever been so reckless? She was so embarrassed!
"It's the Lantern Festival now, not the Spring Festival. There's no need to give such a big gift, niece!" A burst of loud laughter sounded above her head like an exaggeration.
Ke Mengnan laughed and began to be convinced of his judgment. This girl was not only short-sighted, but also a bit clumsy. She actually "fell" on the same step twice. Suddenly she began to doubt her father's vision, whether she was also a little old-sighted.
, "No gifts, niece, I didn't bring any new year's money."
"I'm talking about books, your books," He Shiling looked at the joking expression on his face and chuckled. This man is really an uncle. Not only is he deaf, but his understanding is also blunted.
To see how long you can still laugh, you glanced at the book that fell on the water. With the help of his hand, you stood firm, patted his arm and pointed to the lake, "Song Ci! Your book fell into the lake.
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"Song Ci? My book?" Only then did Ke Mengnan realize that it was the book she was calling?! Her focus had always been on the book called Song Ci! But he always thought that she was calling his uncle.
!Wrong understanding.
Looking along the direction, I found a book, which was swaying slightly in the lake water, dancing up and down happily, as if waving to him, looking at me, looking at me.
Is it his Song Ci? The Song Ci that was taken away by her!
When did this book fall into the lake? He clearly remembered that she took it and looked like she couldn't put it down. When did she throw it into the lake again?
"Did you throw the book away?" Ke Mengnan looked down at the person in front of him. If he was dissatisfied with him, he couldn't throw the book away, right? This way of expressing dissatisfaction is a bit extreme, this little girl! How could you throw it into the lake? It's too
She no longer cherishes books! Didn’t it mean that she is a book lover and loves Song poetry? Could it be that he heard it wrong?!
He Shiling glanced at him and was really impressed by his "uncle". She was still looking around and thinking about what she was thinking about. Forget it, she should go by herself. It was a hardcover version of Song Ci with thread binding!
"Where are you going? You haven't answered my question yet." Ke Mengnan pulled the person who turned to leave.
"Song Ci, aren't you ready to take it? Uncle!" He Shiling glanced at the hand holding her sleeve, and then at Ke Mengnan. He was so calm, so she didn't have to worry anymore? Or, was this book useful to him?
Maybe it's just for decorating the store.
"Of course I want the book. Where are you going?" Ke Mengnan didn't let go and asked again reluctantly.
"I'm going to save Song Ci." He Shiling gestured up and down, then pointed at the book in the lake, and said in a neutral tone, "You are the only one in charge, so I can only take advantage of the passage."
"Let's go from there! Do you want to fall again?" Ke Mengnan glanced at He Shiling. What was going on in his little head? He actually wanted to walk down the grass slope to get the book. He had no sense of danger at all. No wonder he fell in the same place.
Twice, "Can you swim?"
"Uncle! Can you rescue Song Ci first?" He Shiling was speechless. He gently rubbed his temples with his hands. Today's weather is indeed not suitable for going out.
"Okay, I'll go." When he was about to go down the steps, he found that she was in trouble again. Could it be the sequelae of the fall? She came back and said, "What's wrong with you?"
"Save Song Ci first, okay?" He Shiling pointed to the book in the lake. If we delay it any longer, it will really be a waste of natural resources!
"Sit down first and don't move." Books are very important, but the most important thing is people, you little idiot! Ke Mengnan pushed He Shiling to sit on the steps and warned him repeatedly, "Don't come over."
He Shiling rubbed her temples, looked up at the sky, and then at the person in front of her. He was finally willing to save the book and Song Ci!
It is true that not everyone can understand "High Mountains and Flowing Waters".