Pet Handbook

Surrounded by gardenias in the middle is a small stone tablet with light moss wrapped around it, which is almost integrated with the dark green grass. It is easy to miss it without looking carefully.The stele is empty, as if it was erected just to mark it.

There is no name and no date of birth and death. Although she is full of doubts in her heart, Chen Xiangqing still stands devoutly beside Lan Jingling, her eyes unconsciously looking back and forth between the stone tablet and the suddenly solemn young lady.

"It's here, I haven't been here for a long time." Lan Jingling's voice was full of emotion, and she squatted down to push away the grass that grew to her knees on both sides of the stele.

"En." An Jing waited for the following to be an international practice, and Chen Xiangqing just nodded silently.

"Usually no one comes to talk to me. It seems that foreigners don't have the saying of sweeping tombs. Others can't enter the island if they want to pay homage. This is really the legend that the grass on the grave is almost two meters high." Grass, Lan Jingling seemed to be talking in her sleep.

Others pointed to the very likely Lan Xinyuan, and a weird idea popped up suddenly, and Chen Xiangqing scored well for her intuition, otherwise the grass would not have reached the height of her knees.

"She liked rubies when she was alive, so she specially ordered a plinth in the shape of a pigeon's blood ruby ​​facet. It's a pity that she has no eyesight." Lan Jingling looked up, "That's why they were so surprised when they saw you for the first time."

The weeds were gradually removed, and the true face of the stele was finally fully revealed.

Looking in the direction of Lan Jingling's hand, even a person who doesn't know gems can tell the extraordinary product from the enchanting brilliance shining under the moonlight.If she cultivates immortality to cross the catastrophe, she might be able to escape the lightning strike as a double magic weapon. After all, Chen Xiangqing complained unkindly in her heart so far.

But what people are more concerned about is the second half of Lan Jingling's sentence. Chen Xiangqing's hand unconsciously touched the necklace hidden in the clothes. generally.

"Later, I found someone to check. She had a similar necklace before. I don't know what it looks like. It may be the same style as yours." Lan Jingling said.

"This fate is really subtle." Chen Xiangqing answered the words casually.

All attention was drawn to the ruby ​​base, not because of its high value, but because of the faintly visible dark patterns on it, which seemed to be artificial carvings, which made Chen Xiangqing a little dazed, as if he had seen it somewhere in his memory.

"I can only guarantee that these patterns are not runes used to suppress yin houses." Lan Jingling shrugged disapprovingly, "According to the routine, shouldn't we say something?"

"For example?" The answer still didn't distract much, Chen Xiangqing seemed to have an answer ready to come out in her mind, but she just got stuck on the most critical part, and couldn't figure out why.

"Say you'll take good care of me and we'll be together?" Lan Jingling tilted her head and thought about it, feeling a little bored.

"Are you a disabled person who needs to be accompanied around the clock?" Chen Xiangqing complained instinctively, and carefully remembered the pattern in her heart.

The sculptor combines the meticulous carvings with the texture of the stone itself, as if it was born in the stone. It is complicated but not complicated. You can vaguely see the shape of a flower, but you don't know whether it is a single one. Planting flowers is still blooming.

"[-] hours a day?" Lan Jingling raised her eyebrows, drawing out the key points out of context, "So you have such good physical strength."

"Hello!" Coughing in embarrassment, Chen Xiangqing lost her temper at all, and glanced at the stone tablet lying quietly on the ground, "I didn't realize you were such a dirty Smurf before."

"Now that I know, do you love me more?" Lan Jingling smiled sweetly.

"Auntie, I'll buy her a bag of decontamination powder and pour it in later, to make the world innocent." Chen Xiangqing lowered her head and said softly.

"Okay, Auntie has heard your promise, and will keep an eye on you." Lan Jingling nodded and smirked seriously.

"Then, after tossing around for most of the night, you just want me to take a walk to sober up?" Chen Xiangqing asked a little impatiently, probably because her pious attitude was exhausted by a series of indecent acts.

"Then..." With a change of mind, Lan Jingling pondered for a moment before making a decision.

He knelt down on the spot with a bang, then raised his head, looking at the person in front of him affectionately.

"Pfft..." Looking at the scene in front of her, Chen Xiangqing laughed unkindly.

It hurts to kneel down defenselessly, and it takes a lot of force to make a sound on the grass.It's okay to kneel on the ground, and put her hands together in front of her chest nervously, Chen Xiangqing really wanted to tease, this is the rhythm of pulling herself together to worship the ancestors.

"Be serious!" Lan Jingling rarely showed displeasure on her face, "Eno will hold a small wedding dress show in a while, do you want to participate?"

"Going to the catwalk or watching the show, doesn't it mean that front row tickets are hard to buy." Chen Xiangqing asked pretendingly puzzled.

"It is expected to be a private show, and only two models will be invited." Lan Jingling hinted euphemistically, "One is wearing white gauze and the other is wearing a dress, or you can wear white gauze together if you like."

"Shouldn't the designer decide this?" Continuing to play dumb, Chen Xiangqing couldn't tell whether it was expectation or fear in her heart.

Something that I had never thought about before, now seems to be driven out of the shelves. It originated from a thought of Lan Jingling, and the plan was completed and entered the implementation stage, without any discussion with Chen Xiangqing at all.

It's not about complaining about the eldest lady's arbitrariness, but that Chen Xiangqing is not sure whether she is really ready to enter a new stage of life.

Although it is not recognized in the country, it will be a big change psychologically. Chen Xiangqing really doubts whether she can bear it. More and more contact brings friction and impact of various concepts.

"Oh, you!" Complaining, Lan Jingling took a deep breath, "To put it simply and rudely, I have seen, touched, touched, and kissed you, and probably no one will want you in this life. You, why don't you make do with me?"

"Playing house?" Chen Xiangqing deliberately misunderstood.

"Okay..." Resisting the urge to swear, Lan Jingling said that her knees were wet all the time, and she didn't know how many tender grasses were moved to tears by her, "You marry me or I marry you, choose One item!"

"Oh, so you are proposing marriage." Chen Xiangqing calmly realized.

"Oh?" Oh, for several meanings, Lan Jingling really wanted to cry up to the sky, crying and agreed with tears of gratitude.

"The posture is wrong." Yun Danfeng picked out the thorn lightly, Chen Xiangqing hugged her shoulders like an outsider watching a good show.

Lowering her head and silently glanced at herself, Lan Jingling touched the tip of her nose in embarrassment, unable to control her strength in a moment of excitement.Darkly bent one leg and changed to a kneeling position, groped around the stone tablet, and raised his hands above his head.

"My mother said that she will use this ring to lock up any lover she likes in the future. This is a cursed ring, and no one can untie it except me!" The ruby ​​ring reflected the moonlight in Lan Jingling's palm.

"Childish!" After spitting, Chen Xiangqing stretched out her left hand reluctantly, looking around at the void, "Hands are good, but they are too simple."

Invited out for vacation, romantic helicopter trip to the island, a lot of foreshadowing, and finally came to this solemn and solemn place, with a ring hidden next to the tombstone.

No matter how you look at it, it's all the old lady's pre-set routine, and she looked into it as if her eyes were darkened, and she didn't have the slightest sense of imbalance in her heart. Chen Xiangqing felt that she had really changed, and she was not like this before.

"Yes, yes, one less decoration." Lan Jingling nodded like a garlic.

Carefully holding Chen Xiangqing's extended hand, and putting the ring on her middle finger, the tension on Lan Jingling's face finally relaxed and she smiled.

"Middle finger?" Chen Xiangqing was puzzled.

It's really a delicate way to wear it. If you are not careful, it will become embarrassing. Chen Xiangqing looked at her hand, and her middle finger raised slightly unconsciously.

The light of the ruby ​​is not inferior in the bright moonlight. The ring is engraved with fine patterns, which contrast with the simple design of a single gemstone and match well.

"Want a ring finger? Please beg me." Lan Jingling smiled wryly.

"What's wrong." Silently putting down her hand, Chen Xiangqing suddenly felt blessed to the point that she should also express something.

The only valuable item on her body that could be used as a token of love, Chen Xiangqing touched the necklace around her neck, the pendant was actually a small ring tied on it.

Not as many fancy words as Lan Jingling, Chen Xiangqing also intuitively determined that maybe this is a token to find someone in the future, or the only remaining tenderness left by the person who abandoned her.

In exchange, Lan Jingling's meaning to him should have long been more important than a pendant.

Under Lan Jingling's expectant gaze, Chen Xiangqing took off the necklace and the pendant without the slightest hesitation, and pretended not to care, and threw it casually, which happened to land in Lan Jing's palm.

"Your reward." Chen Xiangqing's face was full of indifference.

"Not honest." She happily took the ring and put it on her hand. The ring finger was just right. Lan Jingling felt that this thing was completely tailor-made for herself.

"Can I go back to sleep?" Ignoring someone's overexpressed joy, Chen Xiangqing yawned impatiently.

"Hey, your physical strength has recovered." Lan Jingling's words had no deep meaning.

"Hehe, if you have the ability, don't cry about your hands hurting." Chen Xiangqing made a sharp glance.

What a terrible conversation, she silently despised herself in her heart, Chen Xiangqing carefully took Lan Jingling's injured hand, and walked back with it.

Letting others hold her heart happily, Lan Jingling's attention is still on her right hand, it is so beautiful no matter how you look at it, there is probably no one in this world who is more suitable for this ring than herself.

However, after staring at it for a while, I suddenly realized that something was wrong.