Girls love to joke [Zhan Zhao colleagues]

Two days later, Ding Yuehua came to look for Zhan Zhao, she stood under the tree and smiled at him.The leaves have already withered in winter, and the sun is shining. Although it is not as bright as the sun in May, it is also warm and soft.Zhan Zhao was in a daze, as if he saw Su Lin who followed him to the Daxiangguo Temple again; he remembered that he said to her that even if Miss Ding is good in every way, it is good if she is not as bad as a certain girl.In the end, he actually felt that the girl who was not good but also good was embarrassing him.

Ding Yuehua recalled his thoughts, Su Lin's phantom dissipated, he smiled and said: "Have you waited for a long time? It's cold outside, let's go into the room and talk." Ding Yuehua really felt a little cold. Half a step behind.Zhan Zhao had a panoramic view of her little movements, and what he was really thinking about was that snowy evening.She was also waiting for him, even after eating three bowls of wontons, she coaxed him to say that she was waiting withered in the snow hungry.Right now, if that girl who likes to talk nonsense is here, she must ask him to warm her hands again, right?Thinking of this, he himself was also surprised that after the pain and repentance, it was a bit sweet to recall every bit about her.

"Brother Zhan, what are you thinking? You are smiling so happily." Although Ding Yuehua only smiled slightly when he saw him, his eyes were full of affection.Zhan Zhao shook his head, and answered irrelevantly: "What date have you decided to leave? If it snows, it may be inconvenient on the way."

Ding Yuehua held the hot tea in her hands to keep warm: "Two or three more days." After a moment of silence, she spoke again: "Brother Zhan, today I went to the Daxiangguo Temple with Ruyu. I can't do anything for Miss Su, but I can pray for the blessing of the Bodhisattva for her. Maybe she is recovering from her wounds somewhere." There is still a glimmer of hope when no body is found.Zhan Zhao seemed to have no more thoughts in his mind, and said lightly, "Thank you, you have a heart. No matter where she is, as long as she is well."

Holding the teacup, Ding Yuehua felt a little cramped, and after thinking for a long time, he placed a safety talisman on the table, and said slowly: "Brother Zhan, I'm going back soon, and I don't know when I will see you again. I have received a lot of help from my brother these days, and I can't help it." In return, I went to the Daxiangguo Temple to ask for a peace talisman to express my heart, and hope that my brother is not too rude."

Zhan Zhao looked at this brand-new peace talisman, and thought about the one he kept carefully. Although it was broken, it contained Su Lin's full heart.Smiling, he said: "Brother, your heart is appreciated, you can keep this peace talisman for yourself."

Ding Yuehua took it back without a word, and could no longer find a topic, and the room was silent for a while.The heat in the teacup was rising, and the tea in the cup gradually lost its warmth.Zhan Zhao remembered that Su Lin had told him that when she had nothing to say to the girl's family, she could break the deadlock with just one sentence, and the witty words flowed, and the spring blossomed.Inadvertently, a smile came to his mind again. Although she was not there, the imprint she left made him smile unconsciously all the time.The girl loves to joke so much, how can she take it seriously this time?

Seeing that Zhan Zhao was immersed in his own thoughts again, Ding Yuehua felt as if he had returned to the time when he first arrived in Bianjing, and it was the same with Brother Zhan at that time.There is a person in my heart, and I am happy alone.Miss Su did not leave, but lived in his heart forever.If she had been able to keep her distance, these things wouldn't have happened, right?No longer in the mood to stay, resigned.

Zhan Zhao sent her out, looked at her back, and thought of Su Lin's last words - Zhan Zhao, named Xiong Fei, married Ding.If it weren't for her, it might be the case. Now, Wushan is not a cloud.

Time passed quietly and unhurriedly, and it was almost the end of the new year in a blink of an eye.The New Year in Bianjing this year is not much different from last year, it is still so lively and festive.Zhan Zhao is also as busy as last year, and also makes his first New Year's Eve street tour as last year.Last year, she accompanied him to patrol the streets, halfway through, and he asked her to go back; maybe he would end up walking this journey alone.

Walking on the familiar streets, speaking auspicious words for the New Year with familiar or unfamiliar people.The more lively the street is, the more lonely my heart becomes.Although there are many people on the street, it will be empty without the one in your heart.Putting his mind away, he smiled helplessly, since he couldn't let it go, then just remember it.If your heart is empty, then it will be empty, so what's the point of emptying your whole life for her?

Zhan Zhao's Spring Festival is no different from previous years, but Su Lin's Spring Festival is much more exciting.When she returned to her hometown, she was scolded by her mother, who said that the older she got, the more shameless she became.In order to avoid the blind date, she didn't contact her family for nearly a year, and she scolded endlessly.Su Lin could only keep silent and let her mother scold her enough.If she dared to say that she had time traveled to the Northern Song Dynasty and experienced time travel, being attacked, cursing, murder, abduction, brothel, taking poison, parting from life and death, Master Bao and Zhan Zhao; her mother would definitely turn her into a mental hospital immediately.

Listening to my mother's angry scolding voice, I feel very relieved in my heart. With my mother's body, it is not a problem to live another 50 years.Seeing my mother drinking water and resting in the middle, I hurriedly said: "Mom, I just feel that I am still young, and I want to accompany you for a few more years. Don't you feel the filial piety of your daughter at all?"

"You are still young? You are twenty-eight this year! Do you think you are eighteen? If you are really filial, find someone to marry me!" Su Mama slammed the water glass on the table angrily, dying. girl!Last year, she couldn't find anyone for nearly a year. She had been searching for people for more than half a year, looking for people everywhere, and she wanted to die!She actually ran back by herself again, saying that this year because of the pressure of being forced to marry, she went abroad to relax!She is so angry, she shouldn't have given birth to this rebellious girl in the first place!

Su Lin was spit on her face by her mother, but she didn't dare to wipe it off. She smiled apologetically, "Your daughter is so beautiful, how can it be so difficult to find a man? Don't worry, it's easy!"

Mother Su snorted: "Women thirty tofu dregs! You are not far away! During the Spring Festival, don't go back to City A. I have already found several good men for you. You will see me one by one these few days See, just pick one and get married! Work harder, having two in three years is not a problem."

"Mom—" Su Lin protested, will she spend the Spring Festival on a blind date?In the eyes of my mother, the standard of a good son-in-law is far from her standard of a good husband, right?The standard of aesthetics alone is far behind. In my mother's opinion, a man should be practical, handsome and useless!After experiencing Zhan Zhao, how can she lower her aesthetic standards in a short period of time?Probing: "Mom, what do you think of Zhan Zhao? Zhan Zhao, do you have any impression?"

"Zhan Zhao? It sounds familiar, but I can't remember it for a while." Mother Su thought hard, but she couldn't remember it even though she had an impression, she was scratching her heart and lungs in anxiety.Su Lin pointed out the maze in time: "It's the Zhan Zhao next to Mr. Bao Qingtian, the one in the red dress, remember?"

Su's mother suddenly realized that she patted her thigh. It turned out to be him, and she remembered.But: "What does Zhan Zhao have to do with your blind date? Do you still want to marry him? Humph! Wishful thinking!" Su Lin's face darkened, and she still looks down on that scumbag Zhan Zhao, okay? "How dare I pretend to be Mr. Zhan, who is brilliant, powerful, loved by everyone, and blooms when flowers are blooming? No matter how good Mr. Zhan is, he can't compare to the candidate handpicked by my mother. I just want to ask, you searched for me Do these young talents have the appearance and figure of Zhan Zhao?"

Mother Su was so angry that she poked her forehead, hating iron for steel: "How many times have I told you! A man should be practical! Practical! Can handsome be eaten? Having a car, a house, and savings is the key! What is Zhao good for other than being handsome? The job is dangerous, he is injured and poisoned twice in three days, he travels outside for half a year, and recuperates at home for the rest of the year. Marrying him is either a widow or a living widow! Pile of white bones, what kind of appearance and figure are you talking about? Bullshit doesn't make sense! Don't think about these things! I'm your own mother, can I still harm you?"

Su Lin replied sleepily, and went back to the room resignedly.Leaning against the door, thinking about his mother's evaluation of Zhan Zhao, he couldn't help but smile wryly.How could she not know that Zhan Zhao is not a good candidate for her husband?It's involuntary!Zhan Zhao, are you okay?Is it snowing in your place at this time?

The woman in Tsing Yi sat in front of the bronze mirror and carefully covered the human skin mask on her face, adjusted it carefully, then carefully painted her eyebrows and lips, and finally combed her hair and put it on the temples, and then inserted a yellow bead flower between the temples, Su Lin's face seemed to be reflected on the bronze mirror. "Su Lin" curled her lips into a smile, she thought she was unwilling to see people in life and corpses in death, right?It is heartbreaking to lose someone you love, but what if you die at the hands of your loved one?How should you feel?Zhan Zhao, you made me lose my love, and I will let you die in the hands of my sweetheart!

Bianjing in March has receded from the bleakness of winter, and gradually regained its vitality.The willow branches by the Bian River sprout new buds, and the hazy green smoke is indistinct, which is very eye-catching.Su Lin has been gone for a long time, so long that no one mentions it, even Zhan Zhao doesn't seem to think about it anymore.One day, Zhan Zhao was patrolling the streets, when suddenly a yamen servant came to look for him, saying that Zhuo Wudong was looking for him urgently and was waiting in Kaifeng mansion.Zhuo Wudong seldom looks for him when he has official duties, it must be a big deal.

When he hurried back to Kaifeng mansion, he saw Zhuo Wudong sitting in the flower hall drinking tea, he didn't look like he was in a hurry.Zhan Zhao slowed down his pace, with a puzzled expression on his face: "Why are you looking for me in such a hurry?" Zhuo Wudong smiled mysteriously: "You'll find out later, don't be impatient." Seeing what he said, he could only wait patiently , sat down and took a sip of tea, and said: "You are going fast on this trip, and you will be back in less than a month."

Zhuo Wudong was in a very happy mood: "Some things happened, and I turned back halfway." Zhan Zhao was even more curious, the darts that he could personally escort were extremely important, what was worth turning back halfway?Thoughts were spinning, but no matter what, I couldn't figure out the mystery.After waiting for a cup of tea, Mr. Gongsun led a girl one by one into the flower hall.Zhan Zhao looked at the girl, and stood up slowly in disbelief. He thought countless times what would happen if she was still alive, but he never thought about what would happen if he saw her again.His feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, and he couldn't move away; his throat was blocked so that he couldn't make a sound, and his heart was filled with unknown emotions, almost overflowing from his eye sockets.Really, is that her?

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