[Wulin Foreign History] Qingben Beauty

When we returned to the hut at the bottom of the cliff, it was already midnight, Panda and Bai Ling were guarding the gate of the yard, looking around anxiously, seeing the figures of Wang Lianhua and Shen Qingqing appearing, they immediately rushed out to meet them.

"You...this is..." The eyes of the two fell on Wang Lianhua's hand holding Shen Qingqing in unison.

Shen Qingqing blushed, and immediately withdrew her hand. Fortunately, Wang Lianhua didn't insist, so she had to let Shen Qingqing break free, and then explained with a smile, "Qingqing is injured."

"Yes, because I was injured, so...hehe..." Shen Qingqing nodded her head like a chicken pecking rice, but even the dim moonlight couldn't hide the two blushes on her face.

Panda tilted her head and looked at Wang Lianhua blankly, "Since Qingqing is injured, shouldn't you carry her on your back, or bring her back, you..."

"I want you to talk too much!" Before Panda'er finished speaking, he was hit on the head by Bai Ling's chestnut, he just curled his lips and said, "I'm just asking."

Shen Qingqing glanced at Panda'er resentfully, and said, "Brother Cat, shouldn't you be more concerned about my injury at this time?"

The panda smiled "hehe" and said, "Since I was able to walk back after being led by someone, the injury should not be serious..."

"No one will treat you as dumb if you don't speak!" Bai Ling gave Panda a blank look, and hurriedly pulled Shen Qingqing to ask, "Why are you injured? By the way, where is Qiqi? Didn't she go out with you?"

Shen Qingqing's expression darkened, and just as she didn't know how to answer, Wang Lianhua at the side immediately rushed, "I won't be able to explain this matter for a while, let's go into the room and talk about it."

Shen Qingqing nodded, thought for a while, and finally asked, "Where's Shen Lang? Has he come back?"

Panda sighed, turned around and said, "Hui is back, but just like this when he came back, he didn't talk."

Following his gaze, he saw Shen Lang sitting on the steps he used to love most, with his back against the door frame, drinking one sip after another.Bai Ling also sighed, and said, "Brother Shen has been drinking non-stop since he came back, and he doesn't speak when asked. I haven’t really seen it before.”

Wang Lianhua's eyes flashed, she opened her mouth, but said softly, "Let's go in and talk about it."

A few people walked into the yard together, only to feel a strong smell of wine wafting over. When they looked closely, several empty wine jars had been thrown crookedly under Shen Lang's feet. The four of them stopped and looked at each other. , are all speechless, do not know what to do.Fortunately, Wang Lianhua was quick-witted, and only heard him say, "It's so late, everyone must have not eaten yet, Brother Mao and Miss Bailing will cook with me, Qingqing..." He sighed, softly Said, "Talk to him well, don't disagree with each other and start arguing again."

Shen Qingqing nodded, Panda and Bai Ling seemed to have received an amnesty, and slipped into the kitchen in a flash.Wang Lianhua sighed, shook her head secretly, and followed into the kitchen. In the huge yard, only Shen Qingqing, Shen Lang, and the dizzy smell of wine were left.

Shen Qingqing finally bit the bullet and walked up, calling softly, "Shen Lang..."

Shen Lang didn't even lift his eyelids, he just drank the wine one after another.

"Are you still angry with me?" Shen Qingqing pondered for a while, seeing that Shen Lang didn't intend to speak, she continued, "But it's not all my fault, you didn't make it clear to me beforehand, you I know... I'm soft-hearted, I can't help Zhu Qiqi saying that, I just... I just..."

Speaking of this, Shen Qingqing didn't know how to go on. Although she couldn't be blamed for this incident, she was at fault after all. If she just blindly put the blame on Zhu Qiqi at this time, I'm afraid Shen Qingqing Lang would only dislike her even more, so she simply stopped talking.Just when Shen Qingqing didn't know what to do, Shen Lang got up abruptly. Shen Qingqing was overjoyed, thinking that he was going to say something, but saw that he just turned around and walked straight into the house.

He didn't even look at Shen Qingqing. With the sound of "bang", Shen Qingqing felt as if something in her heart collapsed in an instant, and fragments flew around, piercing her internal organs fiercely. It hurts.

It seemed that there were hands on her shoulders, but Shen Qingqing didn't notice it. After a while, she heard someone behind her say quietly, "Forget it, let him go. It will be fine when his anger subsides tomorrow morning."

Shen Qingqing shook her head, squatted down, and sobbed softly, as if heart-piercing.

The food was still very rich, and there was still a faint smell of wine floating in the air, but everyone lost their appetite, so they ate a few mouthfuls, and watched Shen Qingqing enter the room and close the door with their own eyes, and then went to sleep.

Shen Qingqing lay on the bed, just kept crying, thinking that when she grew up so big, when would she shed as many tears as today?She was originally a person who couldn't cry, because she felt that a woman who could only cry when encountering things was the most useless.But there is still a saying in the world that "men don't flick their tears lightly, but they don't reach the point of sadness", so why can't women cry?Those who can hold back their tears must have never encountered something truly sad.However, no matter how sad you are, just crying blindly is useless.

Shen Qingqing gradually stopped her tears, and found that the clothes and quilts were soaked to a large extent. She got up and took a set of clean quilts from the cabinet to change into, and took out the bright red long dress.I still remember that when Shen Lang gave her this dress back then, his eyes were shining brightly, he just looked at her with a smile and asked, "Do you like it?"

How did she answer it?Oh, it seems to be duplicity, saying that I like it very much, but quietly scolding Shen Lang thousands of times in my heart.

Shen Qingqing took the long skirt to the window, and looked at it carefully under the moonlight. At that time, she seemed to dislike the elongated skirt, which looked a bit nondescript, so since Shen Lang gave it to her, she put the skirt at the bottom of the box.But looking at it now, it doesn't seem so ugly.

There is a feeling of eagerness in my heart, I wonder if such a bright red color will look particularly cool on her?

The long hem of the skirt dragged down to the ankles, but it was not too loose or too tight and fit just right. The fabric of this skirt was also excellent, it was extremely soft to the touch, and it was extremely comfortable to wear.Shen Qingqing walked to the dressing table and looked at the blurred figure in the mirror with the help of a small bronze mirror. Unfortunately, it was a bronze mirror, not comparable to the mirrors of the 21st century. It could see clearly and thoroughly at 360° without any dead angle.But it feels pretty good.Shen Qingqing turned around, then poked her head to look at the person in the bronze mirror, ha, it seems pretty good.

After looking at it for a long time, as if she was satisfied, she sat in front of the bronze mirror and picked up a wooden comb to comb her long hair carefully.Well, it should be considered medium-length hair?When she came here, she still had short hair with Qi Er!How time flies!After combing the simplest bun for herself, Shen Qingqing stared at the mirror again and looked carefully. She couldn't comb Zhu Qiqi's complicated but beautiful bun. Even the simplest bun was still the same as before. Little Mud took her two full days to teach her.

Thinking of Little Mud, Shen Qingqing paused her hands and stood up abruptly, as if she hadn't seen her since the time she came back?where did she goCould it be...

Startled, she quickly sneaked into the little mud room, only to see her lying on the bed and falling asleep, with a porcelain bowl beside her, Shen Qingqing picked it up and smelled it, it seemed like the smell of traditional Chinese medicine, she frowned, He stretched out his hand to touch her forehead again, and it turned out to be terribly hot.Shen Qingqing sighed, no wonder they came back, but she didn't come out either, so she was sick.

"Miss... Is the miss back?" As if sensing someone beside him, Little Niba opened his eyes and struggled to sit up again. Seeing that it was Shen Qingqing, he hurriedly grabbed her hand and asked, "Miss Qingqing, miss Well, is she back?"

Shen Qingqing thought for a while, and said, "Don't worry, Qiqi has already returned to the Zhu Mansion, let Shen Lang send you back tomorrow."

Little Mud nodded, "Young lady, it's true. How can you go back and go back, and don't bring me with you."

Shen Qingqing forced a smile, "Aren't you sick?" After she finished speaking, she realized something was wrong, "Why are you sick again? Didn't you still be alive and kicking yesterday?" The reason why she said again was because it was too short In just half a month, Little Niba has fallen ill three or four times. Judging by her body, she doesn't look very weak. Why is she always sick?

Little Niba clutched his chest and coughed twice before saying, "I'm fine, probably because I caught a cold last night, but Mr. Wang has already stayed up all night to give me a drink. He said that it will be fine when I wake up tomorrow."

Shen Qingqing nodded, helped Xiao Niba to lie down, covered her with a quilt and said, "Then have a good sleep." In fact, she felt quite guilty in her heart, there were too many facts that happened today, and everyone just focused on I was angry and sad, but no one thought of her, thanks to Wang Lianhua's carefulness.

After exhorting her carefully, Shen Qingqing went out, but she didn't enter the room, but went straight to the kitchen.

How could she forget that today is Shen Lang's birthday?Originally, Zhu Qiqi planned to buy something to celebrate her father's birthday after seeing her father, but unexpectedly...Shen Qingqing sighed, went straight to the stove and lit the fire.

Not long after, steaming hot noodles appeared in front of her overnight, um, this is called... Longevity Noodles!Well, although it's no different from ordinary boiled noodles, she really can't make real longevity noodles, so let's just make do with it.

Shen Qingqing took the bowl of "Longevity Noodles" and stood in front of Shen Lang's room door. She raised her hand several times, but she still couldn't knock it down.After struggling in her heart for a long time, seeing that the noodles were going to be cold, she finally gritted her teeth and knocked on the door lightly.

"Bang bang, bang bang" seemed to hit her heart.She was also in agitated mood, looking forward to him opening the door, but also afraid of him opening the door.But judging by his appearance, he probably won't open the door for her.

Sure enough, after a long time, no one opened the door. She breathed a sigh of relief, but felt even more uncomfortable.She didn't dare to knock again, but just put the "Longevity Noodles" on the table at the door, then rushed to Shen Lang's room and said softly, "I heard from Qi Qi that today is your birthday, and you didn't eat tonight, so I made 'Longevity Noodles' for you all night, just treat it as... just treat it as me celebrating Qiqi's birthday for you." As she said that, she didn't care whether Shen Lang heard it or not, she turned around and left, but she just left After two steps, she turned her head again, and gently said to the door: "Happy birthday!" After finishing speaking, she entered the room without looking back.

She didn't go back to bed to sleep, she just sat in front of the stage and began to write the letter by the faint moonlight coming in from the window. She wrote for a long time, but the words that fell on the paper were only a few sentences, vaguely seeing There are three characters "Zhu Qiqi" in her handwriting.

After finishing writing, she carefully pressed the letter paper under the inkstone, and then gently opened the door.The bowl of "Longevity Noodles" was still quietly placed on the table, and it must have been completely cold.Shen Qingqing glanced at it with nostalgia, and two drops of tears slowly slid down her cheeks. Finally, she turned her face away and walked out without looking back.His eyes were determined.

Farewell, Shen Lang.