The next day, Qiu Yuan, an affectionate man, started his own diamond miner honestly.
I don’t know if I can start my own business if I keep digging at this pace, build a fish pond to raise fish, and then experience the feeling of being the king of the sea later.
But Qiu Yuan is now the little crucian carp in Lin Wanxiang's fish pond, and there is also the big koi Bai Xingchuan in her fish pond.
It's a pity that the only one who can accompany Lin Wanxiang from Monday to Friday is Qiu Yuan, a little crucian carp.
It was the same today. Qiu Yuan didn't even bother to say hello to Lin Wanxiang. He came directly to the library to sit down at noon.
Not long after he sat down, Lin Wanxiang, a female ghost, floated in from nowhere and sat opposite Qiu Yuan.
Qiu Yuan didn't ask much about what happened last night. Qiu Yuan, a little crucian carp, didn't need to inquire about Lin Wanxiang's family affairs. As a diamond miner, he only needed to dig with open arms. As for the mining dispute, Qiu Yuan didn't need to pay attention to it.
Already.
Before Qiu Yuan arrived, he went to San Canteen and bought a cup of red bean porridge. When Lin Wanxiang sat down, Qiu Yuan pushed the cup of red bean porridge and a small note to her hand.
Lin Wanxiang likes to drink red bean porridge. Qiu Yuan asked Zhao Hanwei to find out yesterday from the squad leader Shi Fangzheng. Zhao Hanwei, a good brother, is really useful. As long as he asks for information about any girl, he can get it.
One or two.
Logically speaking, Lin Wanxiang should be very happy to see Qiu Yuan specially bring her a cup of red bean porridge.
Sure enough, Qiu Yuan quickly received the reward for bringing the cup of red bean porridge.
"You received a 50 yuan reward"
Three yuan of red bean porridge is exchanged for fifty yuan, which is great.
This was a reward for Lin Wanxiang to take a look at the red bean porridge in her hand, but Lin Wanxiang did not take the cup of porridge pushed over by Qiu Yuan.
She lowered her head and glanced at the note handed over along with the red bean porridge.
'I was afraid you were hungry, so I bought a drink first.'
"..."
Lin Wanxiang had a somewhat embarrassed expression on her face, her lips pursed slightly and she raised her head to look at Qiu Yuan.
No way, girl...you don't dislike anything I touch like Ren Ying does, do you?
Of course Lin Wanxiang does not dislike the things Qiu Yuan touched. The reason why she showed an embarrassed expression was...
She also bought red bean porridge.
Lin Wanxiang silently took out a cup of packaged hot porridge from her hand. After seeing Qiu Yuan's astonished expression, she frowned slightly and took out the second cup from under the table with some embarrassment.
This girl not only bought herself a cup of red bean porridge, but also bought one for Qiu Yuan.
Qiu Yuan looked at the three cups of red bean porridge on the library table with some speechlessness. When he met Lin Wanxiang's eyes again, her eyes were full of a kind of request.
You fucking want to force me to drink porridge?
Qiu Yuan understood the look in Lin Wanxiang's eyes, and Qiu Yuan was very happy to have a bowl of red bean porridge instead.
But the problem is that Qiu Yuan came here feeling full at noon today, or was so full that she felt a little bloated.
Because Qiu Yuan had long expected that the female ghost Lin Wanxiang would catch him violently at noon today. If Qiu Yuan didn't eat enough, he might not turn into a mummy.
So now there is really no room for anything in Qiu Yuan's stomach, and if he drinks any more, it will pile up in his throat.
When Lin Wanxiang wanted to secretly push two of the three cups to Qiu Yuan, Qiu Yuan blocked the movement path of the two cups of red bean porridge on the table with her arm.
As a result, the girl reluctantly raised the two cups of porridge and tried to cross Qiu Yuan's arms.
Qiu Yuan quickly raised his arm and blocked it again. Finally, Lin Wanxiang took two cups of red bean porridge and tested it up and down and found that he could not break through Qiu Yuan's defense.
She looked at Qiu Yuan with somewhat dissatisfied eyes, and Qiu Yuan replied with her mouth, "I'm full!"
Lin Wanxiang anxiously picked up the pen and wrote a paragraph on the note and then pushed it to Qiu Yuan.
'I had lunch before I came here, and I couldn't drink these two glasses of wine.'
"Then one cup is half for each person!" Qiu Yuan also replied to Lin Wanxiang.
When Qiu Yuan wrote this, he felt a little weird. Originally, the plot was about him bringing lunch to Lin Wanxiang. The normal development of the love plot should be sweet, and the development of dog-licking is the basic skill of backup.
But now it's like the two sides are fighting a duel. Whoever loses can grab the opponent's collar and pour these three cups of red bean porridge into the opponent's mouth until he vomits.
"Half for each person, how to divide it?" This time it was Lin Wanxiang's turn to be surprised. There were not many straws, and Lin Wanxiang had a serious mysophobia. She would not touch anything that others had drunk.
'Just drink first, and then come up with questions. Looking at you, you should be the kind of person who won't be able to eat when they see you.'
Qiu Yuan needs to use his brain to digest the food in his stomach to make room for the upcoming red bean porridge.
Although Lin Wanxiang was confused, she didn't ask any more questions under the temptation of those eternal quatrains. She opened her notebook and wrote down another word that she had been thinking about all night last night.
After returning to the dormitory from home yesterday, I was preparing for today's Feihua Order. The specific preparation was to think of a bunch of words that I wanted to see turned into ancient poems.
After Lin Wanxiang asked the first question, she pushed the notebook to Qiu Yuan, then picked up the first cup of red bean porridge in her hand, gently bit the straw and sucked it silently.
While drinking porridge, her eyes were always on Qiu Yuan, from Qiu Yuan's contemplative face to Qiu Yuan's hand turning the pen.
Lin Wanxiang's word is "海", which is also easy to write poetry, but Qiuye still implements a trick of dragging the word. If you don't drag it, it takes a few seconds to write a poem, even if there is too much ink in Qiuyuan's stomach, it will be too long.
Squeezed dry by Lin Wanxiang.
While procrastinating, Qiu Yuan looked at the records in his notebook. The records from the last Feihua Order were still there, but Lin Wanxiang wrote a lot of notes next to the few lines of poems written by Qiu Yuan.
She didn't seem to intend to excerpt these verses and move them to a more empty space for annotation.
Because this is Qiu Yuan's original manuscript, the original manuscript is no less important in Lin Wanxiang's eyes than the authentic works of famous paintings, so Lin Wanxiang carefully wrote notes next to Qiu Yuan's original manuscript.
The annotations are very small but neat, and they look densely packed. The most annotated song is the song "Lovesickness". Lin Wanxiang wrote a lot of thoughts on the phrase "I hope you will pick more". Part of her thoughts made Qiu Qiu
Looking at it from a distance makes me want to laugh.
It's equivalent to the kind of little girl holding a flower and pulling the petals, thinking, 'He likes me', 'Does he like me', 'Is this a confession', 'How should I deal with it?' and so on. It feels... something is wrong?
Qiu Yuan was too lazy to think about it anymore. He held this poem in his mouth for ten minutes. Lin Wanxiang was also sipping red bean porridge beside him.
She seemed to really be unable to drink. It took her ten minutes to finish half of a cup of red bean porridge.
Qiuyuan Yuan saw that she was almost drunk before she wrote a sentence: "There are close friends in the sea, and we are neighbors as far apart as the world" and handed it over.
Lin Wanxiang also quickly put down the half-drunk red bean porridge in her hand, and then handed it to Qiu Yuan with the money and the delivery.
She took the notebook with some joy and wanted to read Qiu Yuan's newly written poems carefully... but she saw Qiu Yuan tearing off the cover of the red bean porridge she had half eaten.
This action made Lin Wanxiang no longer in the mood to read poetry, and stared at Qiu Yuan with somewhat astonished eyes.
Qiu Yuan held the cup of red bean porridge as if he were drinking traditional Chinese medicine. Based on the principle of not wasting food, he drank it in one gulp.
This... this was something she had drunk before. Lin Wanxiang was a little at a loss. When she sipped it with a straw, she must have spit out a small part.
However, Qiu Yuan was really about to vomit. The moment a big mouthful of red bean porridge entered his mouth, Qiu Yuan almost vomited due to the feeling of abdominal distension.
But Qiu Yuan resisted and then covered his mouth with one hand. With the other hand, he pointed at the notebook in Lin Wanxiang's hand and told Miss Wanxiang to stop looking at me! Look at the notebook!
Lin Wanxiang lowered her head silently after Qiu Yuan's reminder, but she still couldn't help but secretly look at Qiu Yuan who was competing with red bean porridge.
What kind of fucking suffering is this in the world?
Qiu Yuan really regretted why he had to eat so much at noon.
But why does this red bean porridge taste like green apple?
Qiu Yuan inexplicably glanced up at Lin Wanxiang. After their eyes met, Lin Wanxiang quickly lowered her head and continued to look at the notebook. Qiu Yuan noticed that Lin Wanxiang's lips had the texture of jelly.
The autumn season is dry, and this girl always carries lipstick with her when she goes out. It seems that although Lin Wanxiang doesn't like makeup, she is still a delicate girl in other places.
It turns out to be the scent of tuberose girl lipstick.
Qiu Yuan is not in the mood to taste this taste now. The ingredients rolling in his stomach make Qiu Yuan feel sick.
"You got a perfect massage"
"Your singing skills +3"
What a perfect massage opportunity...can you use it for yourself? Qiu Yuan really wants to massage his stomach now.
This is a lesson learned. When Qiu Yuan comes to mine in the next few days, he will never be so full again!
