pearl gem

Chapter 157 Where did the ginkgo leaves come from?
Xie Yuqing was very depressed.

She felt that she must have been too stimulated to engage in that kind of cosplay in her dream.

Not long after, the restaurant opened.

Weisheng Jue Ling is not here.

Xie Yuqing remembered his habit of not eating dinner, so she took a few casual bites, and then went for a drive on the deck outside.

The sun was setting, and the sky was burning with an orange-red sunset glow.

"Don't think too much, she's fine..."

A warm voice came to my ears.

I saw Weisheng Jue Ling sitting on the bulwark at the stern, raising his hand slightly, he should be on the phone.

As if aware of something, he paused, and glanced over from the corner of his eye, "Okay, I'll hang up first."

Then hung up the phone.

"already ate?"

Weisheng Jue Ling turned his head and smiled at her.

Really vigilant enough.

Xie Yuqing muttered to herself, and walked towards him, "You are so thin, you don't eat and go on a diet every day."

"I don't have a preference for dieting." Weisheng Jue Ling patted the seat next to him, motioning for her to sit over, "This is just a manifestation of self-discipline."

Xie Yuqing jumped onto the bulwark and was stunned for a moment.

"Do you think this is more like a warning?" As if guessing her thoughts, he smiled slightly, "Some people say that I am not a self-disciplined person. In order to refute this, I decided to do something that can show self-discipline. .”

"Like skipping dinner?"

"Ah."

Xie Yuqing thought to herself: It's quite naive.

Weisheng Juling didn't seem to want to continue this topic either, and looked at her with a smile, "The cold healed very quickly."

Xie Yuqing was stunned again, touched her throat, only to find that her voice had improved.

She sarcastically said to herself, "Maybe this is called fighting poison with fire."

Weisheng Jue Ling took a careful look at her, "You seem to have lost weight, are you busy studying recently?"

"Yeah." Xie Yuqing looked at the sky, "Study is under heavy pressure, and my parents have found new loves, and they insist on me going back. I lose a lot of hair every day."

She spoke earnestly, and with her haggard face, she was quite weak and lethargic, which really seemed to be the case.

Wei Shengjue paused for a moment, then suddenly grabbed the air, and when he opened his palm, there were actually two more withered and yellow ginkgo leaves.

... Where do the fallen leaves come from in this vast world?
Or ginkgo biloba?
Xie Yuqing rubbed her eyes, thinking she was dazzled.

Wei Sheng Jue Ling sighed, "Look at these fallen leaves, they are so beautiful and golden, but when they accompany you through the difficult four seasons, you can see that they are no different from the world of ice and snow. It is only because of the change of mood that it has seasons again." temperature and color."

His tone was as gentle as ever, but Xie Yuqing asked in shock, "Are you still capable of juggling?"

Wei Sheng Jue Ling smiled slightly, "The bookmark I picked up casually came in handy today."

Hearing this, Xie Yuqing was stunned, and also smiled, "No, it's not so dark, I think the world still has colors."

"Really?" Weisheng Jue Ling's eyes flashed an inexplicable look, "You didn't say that before, don't you remember?"

Eh?
Xie Yuqing showed a confused expression.

But he continued, "It doesn't matter, everything will get better... If it can't get better, I don't dare to imagine where a person can go when he is at the end of his life."

Xie Yuqing didn't understand a single word of these words.

However, the young man seemed to have no intention of explaining, and jumped off the side of the boat, "Okay, I still have things to prepare, and I'll leave you to enjoy the beautiful scenery."

This guy is mysterious and unbelievable.

Looking at his back as he leisurely walked into the cabin, Xie Yuqing shook her head in confusion.

Why do you always feel that he is brewing some conspiracy?
The endless sea surface is reflected in golden color by the rays of the sun, and the light spots floating on the wave peaks are dyed with dreamy colors, but when you look up, there is still half of the black hidden under the sea surface.

I don't know the bad luck.

(End of this chapter)