Marriage pet: marrying a thousand gold

Chapter 229 Concentrated Dream (Su Ningxue) (3)
I will not question my father's vision. There are not many juniors who can make him full of praise.

From what my mother usually said about him, it could be heard that her future husband was about eight feet tall.

I looked at the slender boy in the photo, frowned, and quickly went to the nanny at home to get a soft ruler, then measured against the wall, and then carved a line.

Standing by the wall, my visual inspection is that I probably just hit the tip of his nose.

It wasn't until I marked the red line on the wall that I realized that I had done an extremely boring thing, and I didn't know why I wanted to measure my height?
Could it be that my heart is slowly accepting this marriage?
As the days passed, my mind became more and more confused, and the photo was transferred from the dressing table to under my pillow, just like when Ning Qiu put her favorite novel under the pillow so that she could read it at any time.

Maybe everyone's love happens differently.

I never thought that there would be such an encounter in Su Ningxue's life.

The dull and dull Su Ningxue also began to yearn for love, and the object was the only son of her family friend who had never seen her face before.

If I could be given a chance to choose again, I would not hide that photo under my pillow to accompany me to sleep, let alone allow myself to sink into this sour and sweet swamp of missing someone.

However, I know that Poor Ji will never forget his dark blue school uniform, his raised eyebrows, his narrow and tense eyes, and the mist behind him.

That was our first meeting, engraved in my memory, very clear.

On that day, my father once again praised my piano talent in front of outsiders. I was just bored with such gorgeous and empty rhetoric, and then left the stage in a low-key manner and entered the piano room.

Thinking of my father's proud expression and Ning Qiu's figure running freely in the garden, I suddenly felt powerless and restless, but found that I have no ability to fight other than that!

So, I knocked the keys in a mess. What should have been a piece of music flowing quietly like an underground river, was played by me into a noise like a stormy sea, resounding through the Su family mansion.

I can even imagine my father's embarrassed face in the living room after his stiff smile. Thinking of this, I couldn't help laughing out loud. For the first time, I got rid of the sensible and calm mask and laughed genuinely.

Then he turned his head and saw his father with a livid face.

As a result of the first rebellion, I was punished to stand on a high stool for an hour.

To me, this kind of punishment is a bit naive and a bit embarrassing. It is the way to punish children.

However, I, Su Ningxue, is already 16 years old.

But I finally succumbed to my father's wrath and stood up with my ankle-length skirt rolled up.

Under the grape arbor in the courtyard, the leaves were gradually turning yellow. I stubbornly straightened my spine and faced the wall, not bending over to rub my sore and painful calves, and letting the wind pass by under my elbows.

The air is filled with the smell of the return of summer. Those smells are like grass, like stamens, like unformed uncle seeds, and like a cat's sun-red toes gently stepping on white paper.

I didn't eat lunch, and my empty stomach and exhaustion left me teetering on a high stool.

Falling may break my head and hurt a certain nerve. From now on, there will no longer be an extremely intelligent Su Ningxue, only a mentally handicapped woman with a foolish smile.

The swaying grape leaves cast shadows on his face.

I closed my eyes, smiled very lightly, and my body felt like a kite that had been unthreaded and fell backwards.

After many years, I have forgotten whether I challenged the limit of the body or the limit of the soul. However, I still remember that the smile on my face suddenly stopped because there was an arm around her waist.

From behind, I forcefully stopped my attempt to smash my own head.

I didn't look back, but I heard a rustling sound, and on the light and shadow of the wall, I saw the person behind him bent down, his other arm passed through the bend of my knee, and then he hugged me horizontally.

The crisp sound of birdsong came from the branches and leaves of the banyan tree in the courtyard.

Drowsy, I was carried off the high stool before I was about to faint.

I snuggled into the arms of a stranger, a dry fragrance filled my nostrils, the stubble on the man's chin pierced my forehead, but I didn't immediately reach out to push him away.

He moved very carefully, holding me like a newborn baby.

Then he put me back on the ground and took a step back in a gentlemanly manner. I suppressed the feeling of dizziness and looked at him. His handsome and fair features were covered with a faint smile, and he undid two buttons of the collar of the school uniform .

It looks a bit uninhibited, but he is born and gives the impression of being polite.

I don't know how long I looked up and stared at him, there are only a few words in my brain - Jin Zhaodong.

He is the marriage partner that my father has chosen for me, and he is also the figure that occasionally appears in dreams.

I stood in front of him, and it really hit the tip of his nose.

For a moment, I was complacent about my accurate measurement results. It was an unprecedentedly excited and nervous mood, and my hands were clenched behind my back involuntarily.

I have never been alone with a strange man, except for the men at home.

He seemed to see my discomfort, so he explained: "Uncle Su asked me to come here to pick and cut some flowers and put them in a vase, but before I found the flowers, I saw you—"

I heard another meaning from his words, it was my father who asked him to come here on purpose.

Is the father doing this to create an unexpected encounter that will make them feel better for each other?

His voice is in the period of voice change, it sounds rough, but it has the unique cleanliness of a teenager.

His back was stretched in the evening sun, and his tall and straight posture looked pleasing to the eye. My eyes fell on his broad shoulders, and I seemed to be leaning there just now.

Suddenly, my heart became longing, and before the atmosphere became awkward, I took the lead and asked him: "Are you—"

Even though I knew his identity, I still couldn't help but want to play a prank.

Su Ningxue, who was standing in front of him at this moment, had faded away from her lifeless old-fashioned manner, and her brows and eyes showed a bit of aura and playfulness that matched her age.

"Hello." He spoke fluent Mandarin, with a correct accent, "I'm Jin Zhaodong."

I smiled at him and replied, "I am Su Ningqiu, Ningxue's younger sister."

I don't know why I want to tell such a lie. Is it because I am worried that he will ignore me after he knows that I am his fiancée? Or is he trying to use Ning Qiu's identity to test him? Even I don't know.

(End of this chapter)