Miss, you are my future wife

Chapter 118

Zhouzhuang is not big, so you can walk around all the scenic spots one by one. Zhang Ting and Shen Ting took a whole morning to visit. After eating the trotters dinner at noon, Teacher Yuan announced free activities.

"If you are interested in Chen Yifei's paintings, you can go to Yifei's House." Teacher Yuan looked at the watch in his hand: "Now it's two o'clock...before two o'clock, we will meet at five o'clock in the parking lot at 05:30 , okay? Remember, when you go back, you are going to write an essay for the school newspaper, so don’t take it for fun.”

"The eight ancient sceneries of Zhouzhuang, Quanfu Xiaozhong, Zhigui Chunwang, Boting Sunset, Xianjiang Fisherman's Song, Nanhu Autumn Moon, Rapid Water Sail, Dongzhuang Snow..." Zhou Yao held a tourist map and chatted with others at the dinner table Tan: "Actually, except for Nanhu Qiuyue, which still remains, everything else has changed."

"Then, let's go to Nanhu Qiuyue for a stroll?" Yu Luying suggested.

"That's what I mean too." Zhou Yao said.

Seven or eight of them went to visit the Nanhu Lake together. Although Xiao Yao did not refuse to go with him, he thought that those girls were criticizing him in private, so he felt that it would be too unpleasant for him to insist on going.

Since no one else invited him to accompany him, Xiao Yao wandered aimlessly in the ancient town alone after lunch.

As the saying goes, it is better to listen to the scenery than to see the scenery, and Zhouzhuang is such a place where meeting is not as good as being famous.Xiao Yao's long-awaited Wenqing check-in resort turned out to be such a market full of small commodities in Yiwu, full of traces of a man-made ancient town, and he was always looking at people's heads wherever he went, so he was a little disappointed.

"I'll just say it's boring, but you still insist on dragging me along, isn't it uncomfortable to sleep with me at home?" Shen Jie replied to him on QQ on her mobile phone.

"The main reason why it's boring is because I don't have you. Didn't you learn to draw? I could have taken you to see Yifei's House." Xiao Yao typed hard with the Jiugongge hard keys.

"Ask the silly girl to accompany you." Shen Jie's words were followed by a cute but unclear expression.

"She didn't learn painting, and besides, she was kidnapped by Zhou Yao's long face."

"Where did you go? You follow, don't get lost alone."

"They went to Nanhu Qiuyue, and there is no boy, so I don't want to go."

"Then where are you going? If you have a good view, remember to take a photo for me."

"I've arrived at Shuangqiao, I'll take some photos for you."

Xiao Yao boarded the Shide Bridge, raised his mobile phone and began to look for the beautiful scenery.

MMS, send, O.

Shuangqiao is located in the center of Zhouzhuang, referring to Shide and Yongan bridges, which were built in the Ming Dynasty. The two bridges are connected, much like the ancient key, also known as the key bridge.

The Key Bridge is not a key, but it is better than a key. It is famous for the oil painting "Memories of Hometown" by American artist Chen Yifei.

Xiao Yao stood on the top of the stone arch bridge, holding on to the bridge railing with both hands, looking at the clear water, shaded by green trees, the boat lady swinging the black-covered boat towards him, making waves... Swinging his hesitant state of mind.

Then, a faint fragrance wafted over, and a person in the reflection came behind Xiao Yao, it was the scent of citrus and lily.

Know who it is without looking back.

"I seem to see time passing by here silently. How many people have walked on the double bridge, how many boats have passed under the double bridge, and how many joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys have happened here?" the girl's voice Seriously.

Xiao Yao turned around, leaned his back against the bridge railing, propped his elbows on it comfortably, and replied: "How many people are willing to become this stone bridge, exposed to the 500 years of wind, 500 years of sun, and 500 years of sunshine?" Years of rain, just want to witness her emotions, just want her boat to pass under the bridge, just want her feet to walk over her body?"

"Then how many 500 years will it take for this stone bridge to be built to be with her forever?" The girl gently caressed the handrail of the stone bridge, but the man looked into Xiao Yao's eyes as if asking questions, and winked playfully. Blinking, he suddenly asked again: "Is there enough time for the sun to flash?"

Then, neither of them could hold back, and laughed.

"I didn't expect you to have a wide range of knowledge." Xiao Yao smiled.

"That's right," Zhao Xiaomei snorted triumphantly, "No matter what Xiaomei said, she is also a favorite of the Literature Club."

Members of the literary club whose attendance rate is less than 3%.

"You don't want to say that you met me here by chance?" Xiao Yao narrowed his eyes and looked at the blue sky.

"Of course not, I followed here from where I ate." Zhao Xiaomei replied honestly.

"Are you a stalker?" Xiao Yao's tone was ridiculed, without any hostility.

"Who are you talking about stalkers?" Zhao Xiaomei pursed her lips, "Stalkers are the kind of cowards who only stalk and don't show their faces."

Xiao Yao snorted through his nose.

"Xiaomei just heard from an old man over there that lovers who walk hand in hand on the double bridge will have long-lasting happiness." Zhao Xiaomei also followed Xiao Yao's example, leaning against the bridge railing with her elbows propped up, wearing a pink T-shirt The two deer under the shirt undulate slightly with breathing.

"It's a pity that I didn't bring my girlfriend." Xiao Yao said casually.

"Xiaomei saw you holding Yu Luying's hand in the car," Zhao Xiaomei said with a smile, "Is it really a pity that your girlfriend didn't come?"

Xiao Yao felt guilty when he heard this, and laughed twice.

"Come on, classmate Xiao Yao." Zhao Xiaomei stretched out her hand to Xiao Yao generously.

"What are you doing?"

"Hold hands." Zhao Xiaomei said with a look of reason.

"What are you holding hands for?"

"Let's walk across the bridge together—how about long-term happiness, and it doesn't cost money to try?" Zhao Xiaomei shook her palm again.

"We are not lovers." Xiao Yao reminded her.

"A good friend should last forever." Zhao Xiaomei said confidently.

"Ah..." Xiao Yao let out a long sigh: "You really give me a headache."

"What's the matter?" Zhao Xiaomei pursed her lips and asked pitifully.

Xiao Yao wanted to teach her that stalking would only disturb the other party, so he moved his lips a few times, but he couldn't say anything.

Because he felt that he had no position to say this.

Once upon a time, in the first half of the first semester of high school, I used this method to pursue Yu Luying, and when I was in junior high school, I also followed the girl to "send her home" after school.

Is it called a stalker only if you follow from a distance?Xiao Yao also expressed doubts about this.

At that time, I was also very stupid, and I felt very wronged, I showed you my heart like this, why are you still not moved, why can't you be nice to me.

It wasn't until he met Zhao Xiaomei that Xiao Yao began to empathize a little bit with those girls' feelings at that time.

But he also had a greater empathy for Zhao Xiaomei - not to mention that she is a very cute girl, even if someone with Zhou Yao's appearance pestered him like this, it would be difficult for him to show a rough attitude towards her. Clear boundaries.

at the same time.

The autumn moon in Nanhu Lake is not far or near.

The innocent classmate Zhou Yao sneezed seven or eight times in a row.

"What's wrong?" Yu Luying thoughtfully handed a tissue to her tablemate: "Did you catch a cold?"

Just as Zhou Yao was about to speak, Yu Luying's cell phone rang.

"Hey, what's wrong?"

……

"No, I'm not with him, I'm with my classmates."

……

Two flowers bloomed, one for each, Xiao Yao was still focusing on the problem in front of him.He was quietly withdrawing his arm from Zhao Xiaomei who was holding him: "It's okay to be friends, and it's okay to accompany you across these bridges, just hold hands, it's not suitable."

"Is student Xiao Yao afraid of being seen by the people who came together?" Zhao Xiaomei asked him with her head tilted.

"If people can't see it, God can still see it," Xiao Yao pointed to the sky, "I don't want to let my girlfriend down."

Zhao Xiaomei was in awe: "Sure enough, Xiaomei did not misunderstand classmate Xiao Yao, he is a responsible man."

Xiao Yao puffed out his chest.

"I just don't know that student Xiao Yao doesn't want to be sorry, which girlfriend is it?" Zhao Xiaomei asked innocently.

"It's mainly the one at home." Xiao Yao told her.

"Oh!" Zhao Xiaomei nodded vigorously.

"Ah! You tricked me!" Xiao Yao reacted: "I'm just a girlfriend?"

Zhao Xiaomei laughed so hard that she couldn't straighten up, Xiao Yao was stunned for a while, and then laughed with her.

--split line--

Xiao Yao and Zhao Xiaomei walked side by side, talking while walking.

"Xiao Yao, tell me, if the doomsday really comes, will human beings unite to save their lives?"

"Yes, although there may be a high price to pay, I believe that mankind will eventually unite to face difficulties."

"Then why can't Xiaomei unite with Xiao Yao? Is the price Xiaomei paid not enough?" Zhao Xiaomei leaned slightly towards Xiao Yao with her hands behind her back.

"The story about Shiqiao actually has more to come." Xiao Yao stepped aside half a step away.

"Really? I want to listen. Is it a good ending?"

"After 1500 years of practice, Shiqiao finally ushered in the footsteps of his lover. At this time, God asked it, do you want to stay with your lover for a lifetime? Then you need to continue to practice."

"Will Shiqiao continue to practice? He has persisted for 1500 years."

"Shiqiao replied: I want to, but I don't have to."

"Huh? Give up like this? Then what are the 1500 years before that?"

"The god was also a little surprised, but Shiqiao asked the god: Has my lover now suffered the same pain as me? The god nodded silently. Shiqiao smiled, and it told the god that he could do it himself, but there is no need .”

"Is that the end? Is this a good ending?"

"It's not over yet. Shiqiao found out that the god let out a little breath after hearing what he said."

"Is God also troubled?" Zhao Xiaomei asked curiously.

"That's good. There is one person who can save you from waiting for 1000 years. He has practiced for 2000 years just to see you." Xiao Yao smiled.

After hearing this, Zhao Xiaomei stopped and looked at Xiao Yao's face thoughtfully.

He felt that Zhao Xiaomei saw stars in his eyes.

This is something he has never seen in the eyes of others.

After a long time, Zhao Xiaomei also laughed, and she announced loudly: "Shiqiao can let the gods clone themselves, one will continue to practice, and the other will meet the person who has been waiting for me for 2000 years."

Xiao Yao and Zhao Xiaomei wandered around Zhouzhuang for almost two hours, chatting all the way, and before they knew it, they came to the fringe area where tourists were rarely seen.

Although the surrounding scenery began to become dilapidated and desolate, Xiao Yao was still very comfortable.

Sure enough, the correct way to eat and open a place like Zhouzhuang is to go shopping with girls. If you don’t have a girlfriend to accompany you, female friends are also okay.

"Should we also go to that South Lake Qiuyue for a stroll?" Xiao Yao suggested.

"It's too late. Didn't your teacher Yuan say you have to gather at 05:30? The time is a bit tight." Zhao Xiaomei reminded him.

"That's right." Xiao Yao said, "Forget it."

In front of me is a stream that is still relatively clear. There are seven or eight wild bear children wearing small vests and small T-shirts walking around with fishing nets in it. The deepest water level is only up to the chest. If a person goes down, it will not pass the waist.

"What are they doing, bathing or swimming?" Xiao Yao asked curiously.

"Let's fish." Zhao Xiaomei guessed.

Then, a dark-skinned child who seemed to be the oldest raised a big fish with both hands, and shouted excitedly in a dialect that Xiao Yao could not understand.

"The fish here should be delicious, right?" Xiao Yao said to Zhao Xiaomei: "Pure natural and pollution-free."

Zhao Xiaomei's eyes fell on a fishing net by the stream - the net looked like a bottomed basketball net, with a long wooden pole behind it.

She went forward, knelt down by the stream, bent down and picked up the fishing net, revealing a small piece of flesh behind her.

Xiao Yao could even see a fat side.

From the middle of her shoe upper and jeans legs, a large piece of white cotton socks covered by white lace was exposed: "Student Xiao Yao, do you want to try it?"

"what?"

"Ah?" Before Xiao Yao could react, Zhao Xiaomei had already stood up, holding the fishing net in her right hand, and stepping down towards the stream with her left foot.

So, with peace of mind, I stepped down.

Yes, no shoes, no socks, no trouser legs rolled up.

The water instantly engulfed Zhao Xiaomei's shoes and socks, submerged right below her knees, Xiao Yao felt a throbbing somewhere in her body, watching her continue to move her legs and walk deeper.

Her slender legs alternated up and down on the horizontal surface, causing waves of water to splash and make a splashing sound.

There is an obvious dividing line between the dry upper part of the aqua blue jeans and the dark and reflective lower part due to being soaked.

"Xiaomei, will your shoes be ruined?" Xiao Yao rushed to the stream, "You don't want your shoes anymore?"

Zhao Xiaomei didn't seem to hear Xiao Yao shouting at her at all, but just waved the fishing net in her hand with those children.

……

"Brother Xiao Yao, look!" The girl with curly short chestnut hair excitedly raised a big fish that Xiao Yao couldn't name with both hands. The fish's tail was still flapping desperately, and some water splashed onto the girl's chest On her face, Xiao Yao couldn't tell whether the shine on her forehead was beads of sweat or splashes of water.

The sun that was sinking in the west cast the warm, yellowish sunlight obliquely on the surface of the water and on the girl's excited face, which made Xiao Yao feel that the scene was like an oil painting.

Yes, yes, just like Chen Yifei's "Memories of Hometown".

"What's the matter? What's the matter?" When Zhao Xiaomei came ashore, Xiao Yao subconsciously reached out to give her a hand. Zhao Xiaomei leaned against his chest, but soon stood up straight.

"You're sick, you, aren't these shoes cheap?" Xiao Yao complained distressedly as he took the fish that was still alive and kicking in her hand.

"It doesn't matter," Zhao Xiaomei said nonchalantly, "As long as Xiao Yao can taste the fish he wants, Xiaomei will be very happy."

Zhao Xiaomei supported Xiao Yao's shoulder with one hand, took off one shoe with the other hand, and poured water from inside to the ground.The wet lace was weakly attached to her round ankle, and a few cute little toes were still wriggling mischievously in the wet white socks.

Her sleeves were also half wet, and there was an obvious dividing line in the middle of her thighs. The part below was dark in color and shone with luster. It was tightly attached to her legs and feet together with the socks, and there were some twisted folds.

Zhao Xiaomei drained the water from one shoe, threw the shoe on the ground, groped to put it on with her feet, then took off the other shoe, and did the same.

Xiao Yao looked at the bare foot standing on the ground, the gurgling water seeped out from the trousers and socks, and soon formed a puddle of water near the top of the foot.

Zhao Xiaomei suddenly bent her little foot 45 degrees to the outside: "What's wrong, Brother Xiao Yao?"

Xiao Yao didn't question her why "Student Xiao Yao" became "Brother Xiao Yao" again, but just shook his head and said, "Thank you, Classmate Xiaomei, I am very touched."

Unexpectedly, Zhao Xiaomei didn't continue to tease him like before, or she took the opportunity to come over - she didn't even speak, just lowered her head silently, and then put on her wet shoes.

"Let's go." Zhao Xiaomei said to Xiao Yao who was holding the fish in a daze, and walked ahead first.

Although the water was poured, Zhao Xiaomei's shoes still made a sound of "噗嘎噗噗" as she walked, leaving a series of continuous footprints in front of Xiao Yao's eyes.

After walking about 100 meters, seeing that Xiao Yao hadn't followed, she turned around and called, "Brother Xiao Yao?"

Taking a closer look, it turned out that Xiao Yao was standing there answering the phone.

"What are you holding in your hand? Is it sticky or not? You keep hitting my wrist. It hurts." The girl on the other end of the phone asked.

"Oh, a fish." Xiao Yao told her.

"very scary!"

"What's so scary about fish?" Xiao Yao was puzzled.

"..."

"What's the matter, Yingying? Hey, is the phone disconnected?" Xiao Yao said.

Yu Luying did not correct his new address for her: "My mother wants to see you, now."

"Huh? Then I hurry back?"

"No, she's in Zhouzhuang."

"Huh?" The fish in Xiao Yao's hand fell to the ground and jumped three feet high.

(End of this chapter)