[Golden Fen Family] Reborn Xiuzhu

Bai Xiuzhu looked at Li Haoran, Li Haoran lowered his head halfway, but raised his eyes to look at her. This kind of action was contradictory, but it made his eyes soft and ambiguous.

He pinched the branch of apricot blossom in his hand, sniffed it lightly, and said nothing further.

It was at such a moment that she almost thought that what she was facing was not a living person, but a painting.

This kind of action really shows the elegance of a literati.

She looked at him, and he looked at her.

"Shall we go?" The date of this day seemed to be halfway through.

Fragments of warm sunlight fell on her fair skin, which seemed to be faintly shining.

Li Haoran held the flower branch, and the bright red buds seemed to stick to his sleeve, "Let's go."

No one talked about the previous topic again.

happy, or unhappy.

It was as if the previous conversation had never happened.

Huguo Temple, bluestone steps, incense, bells, devout believers.

Bai Xiuzhu just stood in front of the censer, watching the rising green smoke, and then climbed up along the green smoke, slowly raised her eyes, extending to the sky.

Li Haoran looked down at the inscription engraved on the furnace, "There is a time to gather and part."

Bai Xiuzhu was watching the swan geese flying high, still in a daze, when she heard this sentence, she suddenly wondered: "Is there such an inscription engraved on the furnace?"

After all, it is also a Buddhist thing, how could such words be engraved on it?

Li Haoran glanced at her, shook his head, "It's just a feeling."

Sent out with feelings - gathering and parting sometimes.

Gather, disperse, finally sometimes.

Bai Xiuzhu only felt that what he said was implying something, but she couldn't figure it out for a while, so she could only smile: "I don't understand."

It's not that I don't understand, but I don't want to understand.

Gathering and dispersing, she has experienced a lot.

"Are you going to burn incense sticks?" Li Haoran asked her.

Bai Xiuzhu shook her head: "It's better to ask yourself."

But Li Haoran still pulled her forward, and she asked, "What are you doing?"

"If you don't go to offer incense, you have to buy something to prove that we have been to Huguo Temple." Li Haoran explained, but came to a small stall.

There are all kinds of beads and bracelets on this shelf, and there are also bracelets that look like beads, but at a glance, you can tell that most of them are fake, and they are just placed here. That's all.

Bai Xiuzhu didn't mind hearing what he said. She went up to look at the stall, and picked up a string of wood-carved Buddhist beads, "It looks pretty good, I like it."

So Li Haoran paid the money directly, Bai Xiuzhu just looked at it and didn't refuse, turned around and gently put the cheap thing on her wrist, shaking it, but it was still a little too loose.

Li Haoran put away the wallet, turned around and saw this scene, with a smile on his lips, took her hand, tightened the thread, looked up, and then nodded with satisfaction: "It looks like this. Okay, but... such a cheap thing is really not suitable for you. I remember you used to have a coral bracelet."

Bai Xiuzhu also thought of the coral bracelet, her smile faded: "If you don't want to wear it, then don't wear it."

"Then Miss Xiuzhu will not wear this string of crude Buddhist beads if she wants to." He walked by the incense burner beside her, and came to the Huguo Temple. Objection, I have to say, is also a strange thing.

Bai Xiuzhu had the string of brown Buddhist beads hanging on her left wrist, but she stretched out her right hand to count them one by one. She listened to his words and pondered the meaning carefully, but she already had a response: "When you like Sometimes, I will still wear it, and if I don’t like it, I will naturally stop wearing it.”

No matter how you hear this, there is more than one meaning.

Both Li Haoran and Bai Xiuzhu are not the kind of people who like to express their feelings, not to mention the huge gap between the identities of the two people, so the words are indeed suppressed, but in such a suppressed conversation, the words The meaning is richer.

Li Haoran can't control himself not to think, when he likes, what is he like?Is it a person, or is it the string of beads?

He looked at Bai Xiuzhu, but Bai Xiuzhu smiled lightly and stopped looking at him.

He still holds the branch of apricot blossom with his hands behind his back.

Going down the steps of the mountain road where the believers worshiped, people around who had entered the incense and who hadn't, were all talking and laughing at Yanyan. The combination of him and Bai Xiuzhu was a bit strange.

Say they are friends, a man and a woman, too ambiguous; say they are lovers, but they don't hold hands or arms, and there is still a little distance between them, which is too alienated.

Unknowingly walking all the way down, the sun was about to set. Bai Xiuzhu was wearing high heels, and she was very tired after walking for so long. Her feet hurt, so she sat outside on a bench in the shade by the roadside, and Li Haoran bought a bag of Ji's orange, sitting beside her, handed her one, she took it, but took all the bag in his hand, and returned the one she took to him, with a lift of her delicate jaw, With a bit of willfulness, Hu Wei said, "Mr. Haoran should peel it off."

Li Haoran had no choice but to take it from her hand, "I don't know when Miss Xiuzhu became so lazy."

Bai Xiuzhu was leaning on the bench, looking sideways at the beautiful sunset over there. This day is going to pass like this, and she will go back to the Bai mansion soon. She has already seen the cars on the other side of the street. They must be looking for She, but because she saw her sitting with someone, she didn't come to bother her.

She shook hands instead, and pressed her chin lightly, her clear eyes turned to look at Li Haoran again, this man's hands are eloquent, the fingernails are not short, but they are all pieces of transparent , very beautiful hands.

It's early spring now, and the oranges that come out still have green skins, and against the backdrop of his fair and slender fingers, they have a green color. Bai Xiuzhu can't help but wonder if they are sour. "I was lazy and self-willed at first, but I didn't have much contact with Teacher Haoran, so Teacher Haoran didn't notice it. Besides, Teacher Haoran invited me to travel to thank me, although I don't know who Du Jiuye is. It’s not that I arrived there safely, but I will accept my thanks first, so naturally I won’t lose money.”

I have never seen someone being lazy and yet so righteous. Li Haoran felt angry and funny, peeled half of the orange, broke off a piece, and handed it to her, "You better stop talking, Miss Xiuzhu, eat it."

Bai Xiuzhu shook her head, "It looks sour."

"Could it be that you don't want to eat it because it looks sour?" He was helpless.

"..."

Bai Xiuzhu suddenly stopped talking.

"I don't like doing things I'm not sure about."

Because I had had enough in the previous life, I am even more afraid in this life. If there is a possibility of failure in something, Bai Xiuzhu will not want to try it.

Where can one grasp this kind of thing?

Li Haoran suddenly understood her, she would not trust others easily, and had expectations for other things, but she would not try easily when she was not sure, she liked familiar things, and was not willing to touch unfamiliar things.

He thought about that, but withdrew his hand, and stuffed the slice of orange into his mouth, "It tastes pretty good. I pick fruits, and they are still of a certain level."

Bai Xiuzhu looked at him, as if thinking about the truth of what he said, but seeing his calm face, she took the piece of orange he had opened again, held it in her hand and looked at it, and only bitten half of it. He frowned suddenly. "acid."

Li Haoran laughed out loud, holding the half-peeled orange in his hand, he seemed to be in a good mood: "I don't know, what I eat is sweet."

Now, even if Bai Xiuzhu is a dull fool, she knows that she was deceived by this seemingly upright man in front of her, but seeing him smiling so happily, she can't get annoyed, but the sour taste in her mouth is really uncomfortable, Xiu frowned even tighter.

"Li Haoran, you are trying to trick me on purpose."

She called his full name disrespectfully to express her displeasure, but Li Haoran didn't care at all, and smiled for a while before saying seriously: "Haoran just wants to tell Miss Xiuzhu that even if someone helps you with common sense, you won't There must be no risk at all. You will only know after trying a lot of things. If you don’t try, how will you know that the one you eat is sour? If you don’t try, how will you know that the one that Haoran eats is not sweet? "

"As expected of Peking University and Renyi Women's High School, Teacher Haoran, you are preaching again." Bai Xiuzhu seemed to be sarcastic, but she knew that what he said was correct.

Li Haoran gave her another half of the orange, "Try this."

"Aren't these all from one orange? They are all sour." Bai Xiuzhu refused without thinking.

However, Li Haoran forced it to her, and said: "You will know by trying it yourself."

Bai Xiuzhu frowned, and finally took a small bite, but raised her eyebrows in surprise, "Huh?"

This petal turned out to be sweet.

She was stunned, but Li Haoran laughed again.

She suddenly knew that this man was playing some tricks.

An orange should have the same taste no matter what, not too far apart, it should not be sweet and sour.

She stood up and walked up to him, "What did you do?"

Li Haoran honestly spread out his hands, unexpectedly he just took out another yellow-skinned orange from his pocket, one green and one yellow, all peeled off.

So Bai Xiuzhu was immediately annoyed: "You—"

Li Haoran stood up, shrugged, and put two oranges into her hands, "Okay, Miss Xiuzhu, it's just a trick, isn't it interesting?"

Bai Xiuzhu held two peeled oranges and didn't know what expression to make.She just looked at Li Haoran strangely, how many tricks and thoughts does this person have that others don't know?

Seeing that the sun was about to set, Li Haoran looked at the corner of the street, a car parked there, and reminded: "The people from the Bai Mansion seem to be here to pick you up."

Bai Xiuzhu lowered her eyes: "I know."

She bent down and picked up the bag on the chair, and put the two peeled oranges into it, "Goodbye."

"See you tomorrow." Li Haoran acted very naturally, and handed her the branch of apricot blossom that was on the chair, "Before I leave, I will return it to the original owner."

Return to the original owner, this word is not very appropriate, but I don't know where it is inappropriate.

Bai Xiuzhu took it, turned around with a smile, "I'll see you tomorrow, Teacher Zizheng."

Li Haoran's pseudonym Mu Zizheng, did he simply come to teach her the piano?

Bai Xiuzhu doesn't know, but that's not something she can worry about. If Li Haoran is really not an ordinary person, the person to worry about should be her brother.

She walked to the corner of the street, and when she looked back, Li Haoran was standing by the bench and still looking at her.At that moment, she suddenly felt that it would be nice if someone looked at her like this all her life.

But such a thought just passed by, she got into the car, and it was Bai Xiuzhu who had fully armed herself again.

"Miss, there is a party at the mansion tonight, and all the guests you invited seem to have arrived."

Bai Xiuzhu nodded, remembering that she was still very busy.

The author has something to say: I always feel a little tired of writing about feelings all the time, shit, why is it swollen to want Du Jiu to appear?

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