Pokémon the Second Reality

It was late at night, and as soon as Xia Wushuang closed the door and went out, Shangguan Qinglin woke up.

Strangely enough, Shangguan Qinglin could be considered a very independent girl during the first 24 years she was raised in a boudoir.While others were crying and clamoring to squeeze in between their parents, she had adapted to the rhythm of climbing into her own crib at night.She doesn’t need anyone to tell her stories, she just needs a small orange lamp by her bedside. Before she was eight years old, she might have read fairy tale books to fall asleep; after she was eight years old, she could always find interesting things to think about on her own. When I think about it, she is not a person who lives idle, at least not mentally.Grandma's little secret was deduced countless times in her little head, and she never tired of it. When she was sleepy, she would fall asleep.

In fact, she is a very independent person. At night like this, she will not wake up randomly because of cats and dogs.

She discovered it when Xia Wushuang got out of bed, but she could only close her eyes and quietly let him go out.Because there are always things that men need to do without their women. She has never experienced it, but it is in the book.A man's iron horse, a man's horse-leather shroud, both are things that only men can do.

When she woke up, she couldn't fall back asleep. Shangguan Qinglin took out a small orange lamp from her dusty luggage and plugged it in. The long-lost orange light lit up beside the bed, slightly like the one she had been looking forward to when she was a child. , looking forward to hearing the sound of the door creaking open and the sound of leather shoes stepping cautiously in the living room. That is when my father is back.Although she had never gone out to greet him, the joy in her heart was evident on the page.No, it’s the whole night.

She was wearing blue carved velvet pajamas. This material was introduced to Jiangning Weaving Mansion in the Ming Dynasty. It was originally exclusive to the scholar-bureaucrat class or women from the royal family in the ancient times. Now she is wearing Shangguan Qing Dynasty. Lin has an out-of-this-world aura about her.

Her bare hands were placed outside the quilt, and the white chest was looming. What she held in her hand was Zizhi Tongjian. It was really an existence that was difficult for ordinary people to understand.

This kind of temperament is not luxurious, but it also has an indescribable taste.She was originally a child of misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, and she happened to be born in a scholarly family. No wonder when she was raised, people around her always thought she was arrogant. In fact, many people in the world were not worthy of her temperament.It’s not that Xia Wushuang deserves it, it’s because he is a man like him. He is personable in the city, but tough and refuses to accept his fate in the humble world. On the surface, he is a young talent educated by the state, but in his heart, he is a cunning man from a poor country. .

Ladies in this world are destined to have less resistance to unruly people, especially bold and unruly people like Xia Wushuang.

Shangguan Qinglin just picked up a book and didn't actually read the content in the book. Instead, she kept staring at the two notes.One was written in regular script by Xia Wushuang, "The grown man must save the world so that my girl can sleep peacefully." She looked at this piece first, smiled and said, "Don't you claim to be the most talented young man in the world? There is nothing poetic about leaving a letter to your sweetheart."

Then there was another one, which was once thrown into the trash can by Xia Wushuang, but was picked up by Shangguan Qinglin. There were dragons and phoenixes on it, and an annoying sentence was written on it: "Fuck fairness and justice."

Shangguan Qinglin looked drunk for no reason as she read what he wrote. She was really possessed. It is said that in fairy stories, heaven does not allow fairies to fall in love with mortals, but it seems very reasonable at this time.

It was only four o'clock in the morning, and she refused to fall asleep with her book in hand.

There are two letters from him in the book, which are like his warm and crazy embrace.

Shangguan Qinglin suddenly felt that she was really a little woman. Her body was given to him, and her heart was all about him.

I don’t know how many nights I will spend alone in an empty room in the future, but because it’s him, it doesn’t matter if I wait.

She sent a message with only a few words: "Let's meet." That person was Jin Hao, whom she had not contacted for several years.

It was also four o'clock in the morning, and a message came back immediately: "Okay, I'll pick you up." Although Jin Hao's reply was also just a few words, anyone who had lived in the compound could understand Imagine what kind of storm was brewing in his heart at this moment.

Shangguan Qinglin replied with five words: "No, it's the same place."

After replying, she put the phone aside and didn't look at it again, because she had the book in her arms and couldn't free her hands anymore. See more Weixin official account: hhxs665