private marriage

Ling Shaocheng sat in a corner of the park, behind him was a huge fountain, but it didn't open until summer.

Ming Yue was playing with the servant and the two children, playing the most childish game of eagle catching chickens, being chased by Yan Yan, sweating profusely and out of breath.

If it was his own child, he would buy some food and send it away. It would be too hard to play with him.

Ling Shaocheng seldom came to this kind of place to play, there were people dancing around, some people were teaching roller skating, and the hydrogen balloons tied to the faucet of the bicycle floated higher and higher one by one.

His eyes fell not far away, Ling Nuanqing was holding the drawing board, not knowing what he was drawing.

A middle-aged woman sat next to her with a bag on her shoulders, and approached her, "Little girl, you learned to draw, right? You're amazing."

Ling Nuanqing turned her head politely, "Thank you."

"Do you look at the picture? My eyes are very accurate."

"No thanks."

Ling Nuanqing doesn't believe this.

Ling Shaocheng was worried, and as he walked towards him, he heard the woman still talking unwillingly. "I see that you have a good face, and you are destined to be very rich."

is it?

Compared with people with both parents, is she lucky?
Sure enough, for the sake of money, the physiognomy can talk nonsense about anything.

The sound of Ling Shaocheng's footsteps settled beside Ling Nuanqing, and the woman looked up. He was slender, with a tall figure covering the top of his head, and his brows were deeply outlined, but this man's eyes were very fierce, and his eyes staring at her were as deep as a pool.

"Fortune teller?"

"Yes, yes, I can show you."

Ling Shaocheng spread out his palm and handed it in front of her. "Then you can help me see, how is my life?"

His fingers were slender and his bones were distinct. At first glance, he looked like hands making money.

The woman stared at his hands for a long time, and then looked at his face. Ling Shaocheng narrowed his eyes, "I don't need to talk about the routine, I'm tired of hearing it."

There was some hesitation on her face, "Sir, life is tough."

When Ling Nuanqing heard the words, she couldn't help but stop her paintbrush, and her life was hard, didn't it mean that she was restraining others?
She didn't want her to go on, "Then show me."

Ling Nuanqing handed her the palm, "Let's see when I will be famous and how is my career?"

The woman held Ling Nuanqing's finger and took people's money. Of course, she had to say good things, "This girl is very lucky and has a prosperous career. She can accomplish many great things without relying on a man."

Ling Nuanqing nodded, but actually didn't listen at all, and just wanted to send her away quickly.

She wanted to withdraw her hand, but the woman didn't finish speaking, so they couldn't make them feel like they were fooling around.

"It's just that girl...you still have a catastrophe to pass, so you have to be careful."

Ling Nuanqing is not surprised, she can think of her routine, so what is the solution to it next?
"Really? So mysterious?"

"What you have experienced the most in your life is the pain of separation, and the next catastrophe is also related to it."

Ling Nuanqing's heart hangs when she hears this, she just can't take the initiative to put this kind of words on herself, otherwise she always feels that every sentence is talking about herself.

Ling Shaocheng's brows were already furrowed, where did the liar come from, and there was not a nice word out of his mouth.

"You mean, do I have to part with someone next?"

who?
With Ling Shaocheng?Or with two kids?

Ling Nuanqing smiled, but she didn't want this man to start thinking wildly again, "I'm fine now, where else can I go?"

"Many people always don't believe what they say to us, everyone has everyone's life..."

"Okay, got it." Ling Shaocheng sat down, "You can go."

Ling Nuanqing hurriedly took out a note from her bag, she usually didn't carry any money, it was a coincidence today.

"Thank you."

The woman took it in her hand, but she still didn't forget to tell her, "Girl, be careful."

Ling Shaocheng resisted the urge to let her go, but he didn't want to ruin his mood of finally coming out.

The woman stuffed the money into the bag and went to find the next target.

Seeing Ling Shaocheng's pale face, Ling Nuanqing couldn't help laughing at him, "Are you still angry with a fortune teller?"

"What's this called? You give her back the money."

Let him see, let alone money, it's not bad if she didn't make it upside down.

"What else? If you really let her continue to talk, maybe you can pull out the past and present lives."

Ling Shaocheng glanced across Ling Nuanqing's face, and reached out to touch her hair, "Nuan Nuan."

"Ah."

She agreed in a low voice.

"Are you... thinking about running away again?"

Ling Nuanqing stopped holding the paintbrush, and drew a long pencil mark on the paper, "Do you think I have this ability?"

Ling Shaocheng watched so closely, even if he put on a pair of wings, he might not be able to fly out, right?

"Having this ability is different from having this idea."

Ling Nuanqing sat on the long steps, facing the water of the lake below, shaking her legs. "Don't worry, I'm not afraid. Do you think it's an easy task? How wonderful I am now, drawing pictures I like, seeing people I want to see, and doing what I want..."

Ling Shaocheng raised his chin lightly, and his eyes met the dubious look in Ling Shaocheng's eyes, "It's really tiring to hide and hide. People who have done it once will never want to do it again, do you believe it?"

Her smile was sweet and beautiful, without any falsehood, the corner of her mouth was like a small flower, Ling Shaocheng was drunk.

He nodded, believing.

Ling Shaocheng looked at the children not far away, and then at Ling Nuanqing, "It's too cold here, my hands are going to freeze."

"Go and accompany them, I'll be fine in a while."

Ling Shaocheng pulled her arm over and grasped her palm, it was really cold.

An aunt who set up a street stall came over pushing a car, and looked at the two of them as she walked, maybe she thought they were too funny, and it wasn't warm this day, why would they sit by the river?
"Do you have gloves?" Ling Shaocheng asked her.

Aunt quickly pushed the cart forward. "Yes, yes, my goods are very trendy, and you young people must like them."

Ling Shaocheng jumped down the steps, "The kind that shows your fingers."

Auntie took out a bag and found several pairs of gloves from it. They were all made of knitted material, gaudy, and some were embroidered with little yellow ducks.

Ling Shaocheng turned around and asked Ling Nuanqing, "Which one do you want?"

"Whatever, it's fine."

The man picked a pair of pure black, and my aunt thought he had bad eyesight. "This red one, look at the little green flower on the back of the hand, the color matching is really perfect."

Ling Shaocheng smiled and refused.

Ling Nuanqing also came down, "Auntie, do you have a hat?"

"Yes, I have."

Auntie took out a bunch of earmuffs, peaked caps, wool caps and so on.

Ling Nuanqing chose the simplest model, and Ling Shaocheng had a premonition of surprise, "What are you going to do?"

"You lower your head and try it on."

Ling Shaocheng pushed her arm away, "I think you are crazy."