My brother carried the doomsday

Chapter 99 98. The fairy is by the lake and asked me to borrow an umbrella? (sixth more)

The next day.

morning.

The entire Emperor of the East China Sea is bathed in a noisy and bustling atmosphere. Ordinary people obviously don't know the distant things, don't know the approach of the bright moon, and don't know the dangers of strange powers and chaos.

It was a perfectly normal morning.

The little junior sister really doesn't know how to reply the letter from the Seventh Prince Ning Zhi.

go with?
Still not going?

What does the elder brother know?

She sighed softly and decided to go out to get some air.

After only two steps, I saw dark clouds condensed in the sky.

The little junior sister stomped her feet, the seaside in May, the spring rain is the norm, but even the dark clouds can't dispel Zhu Lingyun's heart to go out to breathe.

She knelt down on the wooden chair beside the copper mirror, combed her hair a little, patted on a thin layer of rouge, and licked a layer of light red lips. She didn't put back the rouge until the girl in the mirror was still fresh and able to see people. Gouache, looking up again, there is always a bit of sadness and love between the eyebrows of the girl in the mirror.

Not everyone can become a great master, and a girl's most beautiful time is actually only a few years, but these years will be the most troublesome and painful years.

How can it be?

The person you like has not yet grown up, are you waiting, or not waiting?

"Brother."

Zhu Lingyun thought of his senior brother's current fifth level of earth lock, and his temperament of disappearing at every turn, and sighed softly, "I'm really not young anymore."

She took an oil-paper umbrella from the corner of the corridor and put on her little boots. Before the rain fell, she had already walked out of the school in the middle of the lake.

Neither was in a carriage.

I didn't ask anyone to accompany me.

Just walked across the long trestle bridge alone.

Came to the Yunyu Avenue in the south, strolled along the small sea of ​​stars, and watched the painting boats on the so-called heart of the Milky Way floating around in the distance.

pat, pat, pat.

It rained a little.

There were circles of ripples on the surface of the lake, and then, the rain became heavier and heavier, and the surface of the lake became white and desolate flowers again.

Zhu Lingyun opened the oil-paper umbrella, and the people on the street were already in a hurry, but the hawkers hawking under the canopy were still very active.

As he walked, Zhu Lingyun naturally walked to the roof of a restaurant, put his umbrella away and stood quietly to rest.

In the distance, a figure suddenly ran over, and ran to the eaves as if hiding from the rain.

Zhu Lingyun glanced at it.

This is the appearance of a young knight-errant, with many fine raindrops on his black hair. Although his face is young and ordinary, for some reason, the overall temperament gives people a thrilling feeling that is almost magical.

This young man didn't wear any expensive clothes, it was ordinary and simple, but it gave people an extraordinary feeling.

Zhu Lingyun just glanced at him, and then stopped. She had a person in her heart, and no matter whether that person understood her or not, she would not think about other people.

However, the boy suddenly took two steps closer, "Girl, I have something urgent, can I borrow an umbrella?"

Zhu Lingyun froze for a moment.

Why do people keep asking me to borrow an umbrella recently?

"Girl? Girl? I'm really in a hurry. If I go in the rain, my clothes will get wet, but I'll make a fool of myself."

Zhu Lingyun came back to her senses, she glanced around, it seemed that there was only one person around who was hiding from the rain with an umbrella.
"Where are you going?"

The boy smiled and said, "Longwei Street in the east of the city."

Zhu Lingyun thought for a while, and the distance was a bit far, so he handed the umbrella to him, and then added: "There is no need to return it."

The boy took the umbrella with a smile, thanked him modestly and politely, then opened the oil-paper umbrella and walked into the rain.

After walking two steps, three steps, four steps, gradually going away, Zhu Lingyun didn't look at him anymore, now it's her turn to wait for the rain to stop, so let's wait, just wait until the worry and melancholy settle down, "The rain has stopped Just go back."

Suddenly, there was an uproar in the distance. Zhu Lingyun followed the sound and saw people on both sides of the street exclaiming something. Looking again, the boy who had gone away had put away his umbrella
The vast raindrops passed by his body, but they couldn't stain him in the slightest.

He walked in millions of showers, but it was like walking in sunny days.

then
He stepped out.

Clouds grow under one's feet.

Step out.

Another cloud.

In the middle of the sky, the boy holding his umbrella actually stood in the clouds, his clothes fluttering, and he was already heading east through the clouds and fog over the bustling capital city in the spring rain.

Zhu Lingyun was dumbfounded.

The last time I asked myself to borrow an umbrella was a prince, this time I became a fairy?
what's the situation?
The little junior sister was dumbfounded.

Not long after, the rain stopped.

When Zhu Lingyun returned to the house, she was still in a dream state, and then she saw a letter on her desk.

She rushed over curiously, opened the envelope, and pulled out the letter paper.

The letter, still fresh in ink, reads:

wish girl,
It rained heavily today, I ran into it on the street, thank you for the umbrella, my lady, I will return it tomorrow morning.

Qi Tian.

Zhu Lingyun was taken aback for a moment, then let go of his hand, and the letter fell to the ground.

while having dinner.

The little junior sister took out another letter and put it in front of the senior brother, and said with vacant eyes: "Look."

Xia Yuan opened the letter, glanced at his disguised handwriting, and said calmly: "You borrowed an umbrella by the lake again? Don't you want money for the umbrella?"

Junior Sister nodded, and then hurriedly said: "That's not the point, the point is that this one is a god, he can get into the rain without getting his clothes wet, and walk through the clouds and fog, but he insists on asking me to borrow an umbrella, why?"

Xia Yuan: "Why do you think?"

The junior sister hesitated and thought for a while: "I'm too beautiful?"

puff!
Xia Yuan spit out the rice directly, and seeing the black line on Junior Sister's face, he coughed hastily, and said seriously: "Junior Sister, let me tell you a story."

"Ok."

The junior sister has listened to many stories from her senior brother since she was a child, and she listens very carefully every time.

Xia Yuan thought for a while and said: "Once upon a time, there was a little woodcutter who went up the mountain to cut firewood. On the way back, he accidentally dropped his ax into the water, and the little woodcutter started to cry.

At this time, the water god appeared, and the water god grabbed a golden axe and asked the little woodcutter if it was his axe, and the little woodcutter said no,

The Water God grabbed another silver ax and asked the little woodcutter if it was his axe, and the little woodcutter said it was not.
Then the water god came out with a wooden axe, and the little woodcutter happily said that this is my axe.
As a result, the water god also gave the woodcutter the gold and silver axes.

This story tells us that honesty is a virtue, and the younger sister kindly lent the umbrella to the fairy, then this is a good relationship, and the reason for forming a good relationship is precisely because of the kindness of the younger sister. "

The little junior sister nodded blankly, and then said suddenly: "Eldest senior brother, but that fairy is quite handsome, is it really okay?"

Suddenly, the little junior sister remembered something, "Too bad, tomorrow is also the day when the Seventh Prince arranges a car to pick me up for field hunting!! What should I do?"

Xia Yuan said: "That's not right, you reply a letter, saying that the immortal will come to return the umbrella, tomorrow will not be free."

Junior Sister: "Well, what if the immortal doesn't come?"

Xia Yuan coughed, "Immortals don't lie."

Junior sister thinks about it too.

So she ran to the house to write a reply.

Xia Yuan also hurried back to the house and hid the umbrella he borrowed from his junior sister this morning.

(End of this chapter)