Red Merry

(' "The story is so good, so beautiful!" After an unknown amount of time, Liu Yinger murmured.

Xue Xiang almost fell off the car when he heard it, this is too shocking, the burden hasn't started shaking yet, are you satisfied?If I brought out those lingering and nasty stories of Aunt Qiong Yao, you wouldn't cry like a river.

Xue Xiang thinks that it is necessary to improve Liu Yinger's appreciation level, otherwise how will he show his erudite talent, chivalrous tenderness, and sword courage in the future.Xue Xiangqing coughed and said, "You don't think the story is over, do you?"

Liu Yinger was surprised: "Is there any more? Is it going to talk about their love, marriage, and childbirth?"

Xue Xiang was completely conquered. The story has to have a succession and transition, and there are waves one after another. Is this kind of plain and unobtrusive narrative also called a story?Xue Xiang had to save her: "What I'm telling is not just a story, it should be a joke to be precise."

"Why should such a beautiful story be told as a joke to make people laugh."

"It's a laugh, Coke, not a sarcasm." Xue Xiang couldn't hold back the anger in his heart, and it was rare for him to tell a joke that made him almost pissed off.

"Okay, tell me, I'll listen." Liu Ying'er noticed the change in his tone, and decided to go along with him once.

Oh my God, I finally stopped asking, Xue Xiangchang breathed a sigh of relief, and continued to tell the story: "The girl read the note and started to pack the books. When she was done, she stood up and turned around and asked him, 'I'm leaving, do you want to go with me? ’, and next, the boy said something that was perhaps the most memorable thing he ever said in his life. Guess what it was?”

Liu Yinger frowned, and tightly pinched Xue Xiang's shirt with the thumb and index finger of her left hand and twisted it, as if she was pinching Xue Xiang's flesh.It's so annoying to tell a story, it's always a joke, so I almost tell it and listen to the next chapter to break it down, and I expect this girl to give me a reward.Originally quite a beautiful story, if you insist on telling it as a joke, it will be so funny if you don’t believe it.

"I can't guess it, I like to say it or not."

You, forget it, if you keep playing tricks again, you will have to choke yourself to death. Xue Xiang laughed at himself, and then said: "The girl just finished speaking, and the boy said: You go first, I still have a few pages to finish."

"Hahahaha... I laughed so hard. This is the funniest joke I've ever heard... Hey, why are you unhappy?" I couldn't be happier, but Liu Yinger didn't respond at all.Could it be that she has a problem with her sense of laughter? Maybe that's the case. I haven't seen her laugh yet.

"This is the end? Is it funny? Is it interesting to destroy a beautiful love life?" Liu Yinger was very dissatisfied with the ending.

Speechless, completely speechless!Xue Xiang didn't say anything, and drove in a hurry. He didn't look at the road several times and almost hit a tree.

All the way in silence, the boulevard finally came to an end.

"Where is your home, I'll take you there." Xue Xiang stopped the car, turned to ask Liu Yinger.

Liu Ying'er got out of the car: "No, it's only a few steps away, I'll just walk over."

Xue Xiang stared into her beautiful eyes and asked, "Is the story I'm telling really ugly?"

"Thinking about it now, that boy is really stupid." Liu Yinger smiled, and with this smile, the whole world was lit up. At this moment, thousands of miles of flowers bloomed, and the ice sheet thawed for thousands of years.Xue Xiang had never seen such a rapturous smile, and he fell into it.Liu Ying'er was a little embarrassed by her stare, and she stretched out her green hand and shook it in front of Xue Xiang's eyes, and he came back to his senses.

Xue Xiangxin said, it's no wonder she doesn't smile on weekdays, this smile, any compliments like "Looking back and smiling, Bai Meisheng" should be thrown into the trash.He was lucky enough to witness such a smile, so he knew why King Zhou You was willing to let the feudal princes of Fenghuo Opera come to make the beauties smile, and he also understood Wu Sangui's anger at the crown.Such a beauty is the root of trouble wherever it goes, and it is the source of chaos in the country if it is placed in a large place.

Xue Xiang didn't speak, he stared greedily at the most thrilling scenery, slowly until the moon was over, the clouds were gone, and the scenery was gone. "you are so Beautiful!"

Liu Yinger was ashamed, why is this person so bold.Liu Yinger also knows that many patients and doctors secretly peep at her and talk about herself when she works in the hospital.Of course she knows that she looks better than most girls, but no man has ever praised her in front of her.You know, it's 1976, not 2006. Girls are thin-skinned, and boys are rarely so direct.

Liu Yinger's pretty face was slightly red, and she turned her head to leave, but was stopped by Xue Xiang: "Which hospital do you work in, I will see you when I have time."

Liu Yinger stopped, leaning on a sycamore tree and said, "Central Hospital, surgical nurse. Don't come to see me if you have nothing to do. It's not good for others to see. I'm leaving, goodbye."

"Hey, do you have a boyfriend?" Xue Xiang asked a question that had been hidden in his heart for a long time with a look of hope.

"I don't have a boyfriend, but... I have a... fiancé!" Liu Ying'er looked down at her toes, and the wind blowing through the forest brushed her bangs on her forehead.

In the scorching summer, Xue Xiang fell into an ice cellar, although he had already prepared in his heart.How could such a beautiful girl not be pursued by anyone?Could it be that her existence was arranged by God to wait for her to meet him?The greatest love tragedy in the world is not "I was not born when you were born, and I am old when I was born", but "I return the pearl of the king and weep with tears, and I hate to see each other when I was not married".Sometimes age is not the boundary that binds love, but marriage often stops the love of a third party, let alone in such a serious and imprisoned age.

Xue Xiang's hand holding the car trembled slightly, he was a little unsteady, and barely stood leaning against the car.I don't know whether it was his body holding the car or the car supporting him, but he didn't fall down in the end.

The two were silent, and the cool breeze in the forest was blowing.The sparrows on the tree also stopped, and occasionally a few sycamore leaves fell, and the wind blows and floats far, far away.

"Thank you for sending me here, goodbye." Liu Yinger supported the sycamore trees one by one, and walked slowly. When a gust of wind blew, another burst of sycamore leaves fell from the sky, and the pale green sycamore leaves fell all over the place. shoulders.The green lily is brilliant when it comes, but miserable when it goes away.Goodbye, Xue Xiang, or never see you again.

"Everything I want to say to you is written on the note in the story. If you answer me like the girl in the story. Regardless of the king of heaven, I will do what you want." Xue Xiang said to her delicate and sad shouted from behind.

Liu Ying'er's slender body froze suddenly, and then she walked forward without turning her head: "You keep those words, and tell other girls." She quickened her pace, and then trotted, as if she was running away from something.If you are careful, you will find that there is a tear hidden under every sycamore tree she brushes.

The wind stopped, and people became crazy.

Love has never become infatuation, a piece of love has been given.

Xue Xiang's body, which usually has thousands of pounds of strength, is now weak and weak, and he barely pushes the car forward step by step...

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Crescent Moon quietly climbed up the treetops, and Xue Xiang, who was weak all over, lay motionless on the bed.After sleeping and waking up, his body still had no strength, and a fire was suffocated in his chest, which made his heart ache.

"Brother, you're awake. People have come to see you several times. During dinner, the second sister refused to let me call you, saying that you were not feeling well, and asked you to sleep more. Brother, what's the matter with you?" The guy pushed open the door, his little face was full of nervousness, Dududu ran to the bed, flung his two little feet back, and a pair of little slippers with red dolls flew far away.The little guy stretched out his fleshy little hand to touch Xue Xiang's head, and then touched his own. He frowned and said to himself, "Isn't it burning? Brother, why don't you feel uncomfortable? Tell me, I'm worried."

Xue Xiang was tickled by the little guy's fleshy little hands, and now he was much more energetic, hugged the little guy into his arms, and said with a smile: "Little baby, your body will be all right once you come, What time is it now, what did you have for dinner, baby?"

The little guy put his arms around Xue Xiang's neck, kissed him on the face, and said, "Big slob, it's already seven o'clock, let's see how you sleep at night. At that time, don't beg me to tell you a story to lull you to sleep. The scrambled eggs with tomatoes, loofah soup, and big braised carp that I ate at night, the second sister will warm them in the pot for you. Big guy, do you want to eat?" Since Xue Xiang told the little guy the first fairy tale, From then on, at least one story every night to lull her to sleep has become an unshakable task.The little guy not only loves to listen to stories, but at a young age, he prefers to be a teacher, and he also makes up stories by himself.Most of her stories were childish and ridiculous, with inconsistent words, but she always forced Xue Xiang to listen to him. At first, Xue Xiang couldn't listen to it anymore and fell asleep.Always being woken up by an angry little guy pinching his nose.Since then, as long as the little guy tells a story, Xue Xiang pretends to listen with gusto, and from time to time asks his own questions and gains from the story to satisfy the little guy's sense of honor, so that he can sleep well all night.From then on, the little guy thought that the stories he told were very great, and kept being reserved every night. , the little guy is willing to tell a story about buying popsicles as if he was kind.

Xue Xiang didn't eat normally all day, and he was really hungry at the moment. He knew that he couldn't get out of bed and go to the kitchen to serve food. Serving him food was the little guy's prerogative, and no one could easily exceed his authority.Xue Xiang looked at the little guy and said with a smile, "I'm hungry, baby, you can bring me a bowl of rice."

When the little guy heard it, the crescent moon bent, and he slid out of Xue Xiang's arms, his two short legs slid backwards, and slid down the edge of the bed.Throwing on her lovely slippers, Dududu, ran to the kitchen, shouting as she ran, "Second Sister, the big slacker is awake and begging for food. You serve it for me, so I can serve it to the big slacker."

Beg for food?Xue Xiang heard the little guy's voice from a long distance, why did this sound so awkward.

"Oh, oh, big guy, the meal is here, here, eat it after I serve it." The little guy held a big bowl in both hands, and the top layer of the bowl was filled with shiny dishes.

Xue Xiang took the bowl and put it on the bedside table. The little guy climbed up, and quickly got into Xue Xiang's arms, turned his head and said, "Turn the electric fan this way, I'll fan you." There's no wind."

On the bedside table is a Huasheng brand electric fan made in Mingzhu City. This aluminum electric fan with a green shell is the old director of the Huasheng Electric Appliance Factory in 70 years. .At that time, Xue Anyuan was the No. [-] chief of the military sub-division, so naturally he was assigned a few units.This old-fashioned electric fan has been used for six or seven years, and the wind is still strong. The five gears have never been turned on to the highest gear, and it is easy to rely on it for a summer.

Seeing the little guy protesting, Xue Xiang had no choice but to adjust the position of the electric fan, facing the little guy, and said, "Little baby, you still crawl into my arms on such a hot day, and be careful to cover your prickly heat."

"Hmph, it's still cold in such a strong wind, you didn't cover yourself with the quilt because of how hot you are." The little guy spoke stiffly, his eyes slanted, and he made a grimace.I don't know who just called it hot and asked to turn on the fan.

Xue Xiang hurriedly picked up the bowl to eat, but he didn't dare to provoke his aunt again, otherwise he would have to force himself to eat with the quilt covered in summer.

"Keep the bowl lower, people can't see the vegetables in the bowl, why not feed me the biggest egg in the middle." The little guy lay in Xue Xiang's arms, unbuttoned the little flower shirt, and exposed his little belly to cool off Beating the drum with his little hands, with his mouth open, he just waited for Xue Xiang to feed him the food.No wonder she loves to serve Xue Xiang a meal. This enjoyment is definitely at the Lafayette level.

Xue Xiang regretted it at the beginning, but he didn't expect that the little guy was spoiled by him so much that he became his own little Buddha.It was too late to educate, as soon as he scolded, the little guy shrunk his mouth and called his mother, Xue Xiangxin immediately softened.Fortunately, the little guy is just spoiled and a little naive, but his heart is still pure and kind.Xue Xiangzao made up his mind that he would not let the little guy suffer any grievances for the rest of his life, so let the little Buddha be the little Buddha.

Xue Xiang was eating, no, serving the little guy, when Zhu Shijun rushed in suddenly.He was sweating profusely, his clothes were full of dust and holes, he was out of breath, and shouted, "Third brother, something happened to Mariezi and Xiaokang."

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