Chapter 91: Think about it
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The Witch Nichang
- 八千岁
- 2451 characters
- 2021-03-01 05:59:52
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Not long ago, Lianer still told me that asking someone to accompany me is not to ask someone to worry about how to protect her all day.
In fact, she didn't know that most of the time, it was just to not make her a burden, and this person had to make every effort.
The irony is that even if you do your best, the results are often the opposite.
Annoyed, even embarrassed, this is not just a matter of self-esteem or something else. She once promised her to go along with life and death. Speaking this sentence does not only mean that there must be a life and death heart. If you have the ability to advance and retreat, if you are stumped and tied to her, so that she cannot fly as high as she wants, then this promise is better.
She didn't need someone available, but I had to be useful to her. There was no conflict between the two.
But she didn't know how to explain it to her, and she couldn't hear it if she wanted to.
From that day to the end, Lianer still agreed to act with Father Tie. Instead of agreeing, it would be negative to look at it. After that, he would go out early and return late every day. He would always be in the room when he returned. Face, if you can't say a few words, you will have to meditate with your eyes closed. If I have to take the initiative to talk, then I will reply twice.
I thought she was childish and would get better soon, but she passed on unconsciously for a few days, but the situation didn't improve at all. Except when she was in a unilateral relationship with me at an early age, this situation can be said to be Never before, I have to face the fact that I really made her angry.
This is a bit overwhelming, because this is the first time that her requirements for me have conflicted with my requirements.
However, even if there is not a good way to deal with it, there is no concession on the issue of principle. Therefore, what I can think of at present is to euphemistically and slowly prove that I can stand with her instead of needing to live. Under the wings and shelter, her flight was dragged.
For this reason, even if it is to be a little unpleasant to practice for a while, she can't help but hope that she can understand her painstaking efforts early, and then she has to be willing to appreciate it.
In addition to this wave of twists and turns with Lianer, these days have been generally comfortable and smooth. The wounds on the head in the past two days have been tormenting people all the time, but they have gradually eased. After ample rest and water supply, the inexplicable bleeding in the nasal cavity never happened again. Father Iron and Lianer would go out and search outside every day. When alone, the young guide would often bring some refreshing fruits Licorice will not be lonely when he visits and chats.
It's a pity that Lianer was still in a bad mood with me, so that when she returned every night, she didn't even touch the sweet melons and fruits that were left to her, which was really helpless.
Another thing that can't be helped is the speed of recovery of the body. If possible, I really want to be able to get better quickly and act with them together. After all, this is the fundamental purpose of coming all the way. However, four or five days have passed. No matter how uncomfortable it is, the body is always a little fluttering, so that it doesn't make much effort.
Regarding this, no matter how anxious you are, you do n’t dare to take the risk. The result of the risk is often rush, but you can only meditate and adjust your breath at a fixed rhythm every day. More time is spent in a daze and leaning against the window. Watching the scenery are two boring things.
Wallcoverings such as large pillows with hooked flower towels, flower window front porches and vines are all different exotic styles to ordinary Central Plains people, but they are a little novelty in their eyes, and it is boring to see more.
However, I often hear singing and dancing, there will be so once or twice in the next day, in the courtyard outside the west window, which is the owner's own yard, the Uyghurs can already sing and dance, not busy in the afternoon leisure I can always see a group of people gathered together, or sitting under a gallery, or sitting under a grape rack, preparing fruits and dairy products and talking while eating, and when the joy is sounded, the master either plays or sings, the rest can't help but Xianghe danced, the rhythm was cheerful and lively, and the courtyard was jubilant.
At the beginning of the accident, I felt a little bit noisy. Later, I was bored and bored. I pushed the window and looked at them. I saw those singing and dancing. I am glad to see this joyful laughter every day.
After repeating this for two or three days, the audience by the corner of the building was gradually discovered, especially among the self-entertaining people who happened to have familiar people. The guide guy was not only a friend of the owner, but he was naturally among them. When I found me, I bowed in front of the window three times and four times, a gesture of enthusiasm and invitation. Even if I was pointed at the injury every time, I shook my head and declined, but it seemed like I was never discouraged. The next time I was still enthusiastic. As ever.
This day is the fifth day after I arrived in the foreign country. I do n’t know how it ’s going outside, but it ’s still boring and boring for myself. There is a hustle and bustle of singing and dancing under the grape stand in the afternoon, and the guy is also among them today. After the routine invitation failed I was not discouraged. Instead, under the courage of the crowd, I picked up the Uygur's uniquely shaped instrument and sang and sang a cheerful song.
He used Uighur dialect. I naturally did n’t understand what was being sung. At the beginning, I listened to the window with a smile, but it seemed to me that something was wrong, and I did n’t say that this guy looked at it momentarily and momentarily, The focus was on the coquettish people around him. Although there was a lively atmosphere of talking and laughing, his eyes also turned to this side, and he glanced at me from time to time, outside of hospitality, as if with an inarticulate way Unknown ... ambiguous.
Realizing this kind of ambiguous existence, a thought quickly passed through the bottom of his heart, and then looked at the young man who played and sang, thinking about his active and enthusiasm over the past few days, when he felt the smile on his face became rigid.
However, no matter how you think about it, others still have some good intentions, so I kept listening to it calmly, until everything came to an end, I found a chance to close the window, and the smile that barely maintained on my face faded.
With a breath, I covered my face with both hands, rubbing my sore muscles, and was about to straighten out, but I heard a sneer by the door.
"Lianer?" You don't have to look back when you are shocked. With this laugh, you already know the identity clearly. Sure enough, who is she who leans against the door? These days, I have been running around for days. When I came back, I would inevitably be in the dust. Usually, I had prepared washing water for her, but it was obviously early to return today. Now my first thought is that the water is not ready yet. By the way: "You wait Wait, I'll get someone to bring the hot water over. "
I didn't know when I reached the door, but was stopped by someone.
For a moment, I found that the person in front of me wasn't looking right. A stunning look was tight at the moment. It was almost a cold face. Then I thought of a sneer, but my heart moved, but it was inconvenient to break it, so I had to do it. I don't know, and asked, "What's wrong, Lianer? What is there to stop me?"
She was glaring at first, as if her heart were on fire, and she seemed to have encountered some problems. She frowned and thought, before thinking and thinking, she said, "I'm asking you, are you Do you like that guide? "
Knowing that she was speaking straight out of nowhere, but she didn't expect it to be so direct, but it made me a stunner. I did n’t know what to say for a while. If I asked another person, I would definitely deny it. Yes, but it's not so sure from the practice ... I'm not sure what kind of meaning she likes ...
The most common one, with a certain vinegar meaning, can you really think so? I dare not expect, so I dare to use the most secure method, and chuckled: "Don't hate it, after all, people have saved my life."
"Yes." The young girl refused to let it go, and Lian Er's eyes stared at him, "He saved your life, hugged you to hide, and also helped you stop bleeding, such as singing to you in the courtyard today, so, do you like him?"
"Practice ..."
Sighing, I ca n’t go around the curve under such eyes. I gave up the temptation and truthfully said,
Lianer, I ’ve said it before. There are many kinds of likes. Yes, I do n’t hate him. There is also a point, but that point of love is completely different from what I like about you. There is nothing comparable. "
"Naturally different." Who knew that, she immediately said something like this: "I can see that he is interested in you. If you like him too, it is a relationship between men and women, naturally different from me!"
It never occurred to her that she had such a sentence.
I stared at her, mouth opened and opened, but I didn't know what to say was good.
Should I panic? Should I worry? Should I explain? Should you be upset? Or should we hope? There are too many miscellaneous things, and people don't have any expressions. After a while, they just twitched their lips and smiled slightly. "If that is really a relationship between men and women, how do you think about it?"
She still frowned, and said, "It's very common to say that men and women love each other. If I like anyone, I won't be afraid of you knowing, so ... So you just admit it straight away. I hate it when people circle me in circles. "..." Later, it seemed to be annoyed again, the voice was getting quieter.
What is she annoying? I really do n’t have the strength to guess. The answer was heard in my ears, like a knife passing through my heart. Although I had n’t been able to prevent injuries, I just left a shallow sigh on the surface, but the dull pain spread. The feeling of sourness, on the other hand, is sharper than taking a knife faster.
"Linger ..." I can't think too much, so the next thing I did was not through my brain, but just approached instinctively. Looking at the pretty young girl in front of me, she stretched her hands and stroked her face, warm and delicate. The touch was pleasant, and I laughed: "If you don't care, then I don't care, but it also means that from now on, something like this ..." Looking down, touching the soft thin lips, "Or so "... along the way, nibble the right earlobe lightly:" From now on, I will only accept that he treats me like this, and only he is qualified to do so to me, forget? Only the third kind Love can do this kind of intimacy. "
Looking at those eyes at such a close distance can clearly distinguish the changes in the eyes. The eyes of the trainer change very quickly, from confusion to surprise and then quickly turn into a kind of solitude. She may not have thought too much. Starting to think in a complicated maze, she was quicker to react most directly.
"He is not qualified!" Finally, this was her direct response.
I finally took a sigh of relief, faintly starting to feel relieved, and the blunt pain was soothed. This time I really laughed, and then asked, "Who is eligible? Who is eligible? ? "
"No one!" She resolutely replied, "I like to touch you, others can't! You can like others, but not more than me!"
Powerful, arrogant, possessive, arbitrary and arbitrary, as they please, these words and deeds as always.
"But practicing ..." I reminded: "We two, not a man and a woman, do things that can only be done by men and women, don't you think it's weird?"
I want to give her time, to make her think slowly, and even to cherish her incomprehensible intimacy for a long time, but after all, I ca n’t help but break this layer, for a moment, I really hope she can blurt out something, but And I was afraid to hear her blurt out and say something.
"I ..." In the end, she said: "I, I'm going to kill that man!"
A sigh, I ca n’t help but sigh, but I ca n’t help but smile when I sigh, and it ’s the same. Compared to tedious thinking, it ’s better to directly remove the existence of a threat. Sure enough, this is my training Right.
A girl who pulled and turned and really wanted to take action, wrapped her waist, leaned her head on that slender shoulder, and stopped her from acting, muttering, as if to say to herself: "Lianer Don't do this. Think about it, think it over, believe me, believe me, you want to, believe me ... "
Or, this kind of persuasion seems to be a bit unsatisfactory, but it is the real voice of myself at this moment. Think more, practice, think more, think carefully, and then believe me.
Only then can I see the future.
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Uh, by the way, is this chapter written by the author Jun obscurely boring ... OTL
In the next chapter, let's have some killing and killing preparations ...
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