Chunyin

"What do you think of me in your heart?"

Many years have passed, and the facts once again proved that Zhuang Heng is really a brazen person.

I bluntly punctured and deliberately teased, but he didn't have the slightest bit of shame, and he still looked at me very calmly, even with a little helplessness on his face.

I straightened up and took a step down.The oilcloth umbrella was in front of my eyes, and only his calm lips and chin were exposed under the edge of the umbrella.I raised my hand and brushed the umbrella away with the back of my hand, revealing his face covered by the umbrella.Borrowing the momentum of a stone step at the door, I looked down at him from a high position: "Are you dumb? Can't speak?"

In the rainy spring evening, the alley was so quiet that it seemed like another world.

I leaned over, got under his umbrella, and held the umbrella handle, a finger distance away from his umbrella hand—I wanted to avenge my being teased by him with a lantern many years ago, so I took his hand Gently retract the handle of the umbrella towards your chest.

He raised his eyebrows slightly and raised his eyes.

They met my eyes under the umbrella.

Now I rely on myself not being human, very unscrupulous.In the quiet rain and fog in the alley, under the dim sky covered by the reed-yellow umbrella, my eyes fell on his face unscrupulously, looking at his eyebrows, nose, ears, lips, and lips bit by bit.

This move was done on purpose, but for some reason, after looking at it, he felt a little forgetful.

I thought about it, aside from his weird temperament, Zhuang Heng was originally a beautiful jade-like man, as his name suggests.If Fu Huan's description of Xiaosu can be compared to a sharp sword, then Zhuang Hengque is definitely jade, it is just a cold jade on the top of a mountain that does not blend with the world.

When I was young, I traveled with Fu and Zhuang occasionally. Others said that Zhuang Heng and Fu Huan stood together as Zhilan Yushu. When it came to me and Fu Huan, the words were ugly. They said that Jianjia leaned on Yushu.

Among them, leaning on trees and reeds is just below.

It is said that the son of the world is ignorant and incapable of doing business, so I have a well-deserved reputation as "Jianjia", and I am very happy.Moreover, there may be green reeds, or there may be smoke and a touch of reeds, all of which are beautiful. There should be both yushu and reeds in this world, and I don’t think there is anything wrong with it.

But Fu Huan was very angry when he heard this, and he didn't know what trick he used to make the people who arranged me violate the ban and be expelled from the school.

At that time, I was inexperienced in the world, and I only knew that Fu Huan was venting his anger on my behalf, but I didn't know that this narrow and ruthless plan would fall on me in the end.

Those few students came from poor backgrounds and had nowhere to go after being expelled from the dormitory. Zhuang Heng helped them temporarily.After I heard about it, I thought it was very ridiculous, Zhuang Heng himself was a poor man, and the money in his pocket was probably obtained in exchange for his fame when he painted pictures of beauties.So I happily invited Fu Huan to a banquet to express my thanks, and at the same time sealed a few dozen taels of silver and asked someone to send it to Zhuang Heng—of course, this was not against Zhuang Heng, and those classmates suffered more or less because of me.

I have learned a lesson from Zhuang Heng, and I was ready to return the money intact, but this time Zhuang Heng took it very happily, and the servants came back, saying that Zhuang Heng had thanked the sons of the same year for several of them. .I was very happy to hear the word "thank you" from Zhuang Heng, but the servant immediately presented a jade bi, saying that Mr. Zhuang bet it on me, and the dozens of taels of silver would be pawned by him and me.

The surname Zhuang stomped on my sore feet, and he stepped on it with certainty—but it was only a few dozen taels of silver, and he was pawning it?What did he think of me, Dingguohou Shizi, and my Dingguohou's mansion?

I didn't even take a look at the jade bi, so I asked my servant to send it back, and said, "Tell him, Mr. Zhuang's eloquent words, a word 'thank you' is enough to pay for the money. There is no need for a mortgage. He can't pay the interest."

The servant took the words and wanted to leave, but I didn't think it was enough to relieve my anger, so I stopped him and said, "One more thing. You tell him that Mr. Zhuang didn't need to sell those beauties in order to shame himself. Write other words, just a single word of thanks, and you will be rich and invincible in a short time."

The servant came back with the things, and I was still angry, so I hurriedly asked Zhuang Heng what his reaction was: "Then Zhuang Ziyu heard that, did he look ashen and speechless?"

The servant looked at me and said hesitantly, "Mr. Zhuang, you must have laughed."

——Why did you hear me laughing?

My eyes lingered on his face, my mind was flying, thinking about what kind of smile Zhuang Heng would have had if he had smiled at that time.

In my impression, he seems to be very seldom angry, and the few times I teased and provoked him were like punching cotton, so that I often had some confused illusions——Zhuang Heng seemed to have lived several lives longer than me, his His state of mind is completely higher than this mundane world. Facing my actions, he tolerated my actions with a kind of compassion and indifference similar to that of elders, superiors and bystanders.

The smile that was passed back by the servants, no accident, should be this kind.Calm and self-possessed, unconcerned, and light-hearted, as if teasing a naughty child, the adult does not remember the villain's mistakes, and smiles slightly.

I lowered my eyes to look at his lips.Zhuang Heng's lips were thin, like razor blades, so opening his mouth would hurt someone.

Even laughing can hurt.

The lips moved suddenly: "What are you doing?"

I raised my eyes, and Zhuang Heng's gaze was like a night river flowing quietly.

The distance between life and death, wandering for more than a hundred years, gave me the confidence I didn't have before, and I said, "I'm doing what you did to me."

My gaze dropped again, slipped over his jaw, and landed on his neck.Zhuang Heng's Adam's apple slid up and down under my nose, I thought I had succeeded, so I smiled and added: "I'm still thinking about what you want to do to me."