I'm crazy

Chapter 518 Diary
October 5, overcast

In fact, I also talked with her about the topic of love and marriage.

I still clearly remember the scene at that time.

I rarely asked her out that day.

She has always been lazy, and her favorite thing may be to stay at home and sleep, so I usually don't bother her.

Only after a long time, I feel that I can try to ask her out.

But she rarely comes out.

It was snowing heavily that day, and the crystal clear snowflakes were the most beautiful masterpiece of the Creator.

I didn't really have high expectations.

After all, this kind of weather is more suitable for sleeping at home.

Unexpectedly, she came out on a whim.

We didn't go anywhere to play, but watched the snow and the scenery at my house.

Thanks to the shade of my ancestors, my family is still a little rich, and the house in my family is also an antique old house.

The old house is built on the hillside, surrounded by green trees, it can be regarded as a good place to be surrounded by mountains and rivers.

An old ancestor loved plum blossoms, and even planted a large plum forest. In winter, the snow falls and the plum blossoms bloom, which is beautiful in full bloom.

She and I sat in a pavilion, where there was a charcoal fire, and we had some food. We drank tea and of course wine together leisurely and lazily, looking at the gorgeous colors revealed in the pure whiteness of the day.

Since I met her, I will enjoy life more and more.

Perhaps it should be said that it is getting more and more lazy.

I lazily took a sip of tea with my tea cup in my hand, and I didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

The longest life of a person is no more than a hundred years. Among them, there are more than ten years of ignorance, decades of busy work, and finally more than ten years of old and sick.

Many people have worked hard all their lives because of the few taels of silver, and many things they want to do cannot be done.

Although I am not like this, most of the time I am stuck in the vortex of money interests and cannot get out.

In fact, looking at the endless reports and dealing with countless tasks every day, I also feel exhausted, and I don't understand what people are doing all their lives.

Since getting to know her, looking at her lazy and indifferent Qingling appearance who seems to ignore everything, I have unknowingly enlightened a lot.

I'm just a mortal, so naturally I can't be as free and easy as she is.

But at least I can choose not to let myself live so hard, and let myself see the beauty of life in a busy and exhausting life.

You can take a little time to take a look at the clouds and clouds, the green mountains and green waters, and the flowers blooming and falling.

It was snowing heavily outside the pavilion, and it seemed as if there were only the two of us in the whole world.

The world is so big, but people are so small.

She was lying lazily on the recliner, wearing an off-white sweater. This was the first time I saw her wearing off-white.

She has always liked to wear black.

Those dark eyes looked at the blooming plum grove, and a plum blossom petal was tucked between her white fingertips.

The white and delicate fingertips set against the plum blossom petals, full of charming beauty.

Stunning and unparalleled.

These words are like her exclusive customization.

I was silent for a while before slowly opening my mouth to ask her what she thinks about love in this world.

I always thought that a person like her should be dismissive of these children's love.

But her answer that day was not like that.

She just said lightly, love is a matter of heart and mind, and true love is naturally very precious.

I silently raised a smile.

Although I knew it was impossible in this life, I was extremely happy to hear that she did not take love lightly.

At least, although it is impossible, she should understand my intentions.

Yes, I never thought she would fail to find out.

Although I have been trying to hide it.

Her strong insight will not go unnoticed.

But I know her well.

There is no need to break, and there is no need to break.

I just want to be a friend with her.

It is enough to chat with each other in leisure time, drink tea and make wine, enjoy flowers and scenery.

Sometimes there are some things that don't need to be pointed out.

There is no embarrassment or ambiguity between me and her, only a calm and peaceful time.

I smiled and said, if you put it in the novel, you are probably a proper CP-free channel.

Her eyebrows were frivolous, with a hint of wildness and evil, Qingling said with a teasing smile, I am afraid that if I am the protagonist, there will not be many readers.

I looked at her and laughed out loud.

Hearty laughter resounded in the vast sky and earth due to the heavy snow, full of arrogance and arrogance.

I certainly understand what she means.

From the perspective of my many years of business, what she said is not unreasonable.

Her temper is too lazy.

I probably love sleeping the most in my life, I don't like excitement, and I am not a simple and ordinary person, so there is nothing that cannot be solved.

With her as the protagonist, I am afraid that there is really no place to attract readers.

Years of experience tell me so.

But I don't think so myself.

What a pure and unrestrained person she is, she can't hide her elegance at all.

Even if the author has only a third of writing ability, I am afraid that countless people will bow down for her.

But what she said was mostly joking and laughing, so I was embarrassed to refute directly and seriously.

We drank wine and admired the flowers, and after some leisure and fun, we got up and left the pavilion.

It was twelve o'clock, and she had lunch directly at my house.

Then very naturally, she also fell asleep directly at my house.

After all, she has to take a nap every day, and I'm afraid the drowsiness will pass after she arrives at her home.

The most indispensable thing in my house is the room.

I prepared a room for her very early. It is a quiet and quiet place, not too close to the room I live in.

After she went to take a nap, I also closed my eyes and rested for an hour.

Since I met her, I have also gotten used to taking a nap.

When she woke up, two and a half hours had passed.

The aunt at home is preparing dinner in advance.

We had dinner together after three games of chess and I lost all of them, and I asked the family driver to drive her home.

Of course I wanted to send her off myself.

But she refused.

I have never been able to refuse her, just as she refused.

When she was about to get in the car, she ran into her mother who had just returned home.

She nodded slightly towards her mother, and then got into the car without saying a word.

I knew that it was for my sake that she could give her mother a little nod with her arrogant and unruly temperament.

Mother stood there blankly, unable to realize what she was going to do for a moment.

I understand best.

My mother is also captured by her beauty, just like me, like all mortals in this world.

When my mother came to the study, I knew what she was going to ask.

I put down the file in my hand.

Sure enough, my mother sighed slightly and said: I now understand why you never mentioned her.

I smiled and didn't speak.

Even my mother, who always thinks that her son is an excellent mother, said so, so I naturally know better.

It was obvious at first sight that she and I were not in the same world. We could be friends, but we would never be lovers. I never even thought about such a luxury.

I get it, and so does my mother.

She glanced at me again, with the same gentle love in her eyes for more than ten years, the deep and gentle love of a mother for her child.

She came over and touched my head lightly, as if she was coaxing me who lost a fight with a child when I was three years old and cried.

She said in a gentle voice: Some people, to meet them is to use up all the fate and luck of a lifetime, and you can't ask for too much.

I smiled slightly, looked at the relief and pity in my mother's eyes, and said with a smile: I understand, Mom.

Mother touched my head lightly again, and then left.

I watched the door of the study close, lowered my head and continued to read the documents, with a faint smile on the corner of my mouth.

I knew it from the beginning.

Merely meeting her has exhausted the luck of my life, not to mention that I can still get to know her now, sitting together and having a good time together is already something I dare not even think about.

I am satisfied enough.

Don't dare to be insatiable and ask for too much.

So as not to lose what I have so hard to have now.

I don't have any grudges.

The peach blossoms in my heart have been blooming, full of joy and consummation.

September 6, sunny

Today is Children's Day.

I've been a little anxious since yesterday.

I wanted to give her a gift, but it seemed a bit out of place.

I'm always embarrassed to say, this is a gift for you on Children's Day, right?

Although I know that with her unrestrained temperament, I don't care about these things, but I am a little embarrassed.

People are like that.

In the whole society, there are too many so-called conventions and rules, which are made by people to restrain themselves, but since we live in this world, we cannot avoid being affected by these things.

I shook my head, secretly thinking that I really don't have to be like this.

If you want to send it away, why do you need any reason?
I am afraid that if I have been in this world of mortals for too long, even if I met someone like her who acts freely and freely, I would not be able to break the shackles brought to me by the world.

I thought to myself that I was bothering others.

She has never been the person who cares about these inexplicable things, so why should I lock myself in a small frame and not be free?
So, I just drove to her with the gift.

On the way, I also bought some goodies that she likes and that I think she might like but that she might not have tasted yet.

When I got to her door, I didn't ring the bell.

Because she should not have woken up at this time.

I directly took out the key hidden at the door of the room and opened the door. This key was also put here because she was too lazy to come down to open the door for me when I came to her house.

The security in the villa area is very strict, and I have seen her ability, so I am not worried about her safety.

Speaking of it.

I remembered that day again.

I asked her to go out to a concert together, and when I was walking in an alley on the way, I met some hooligans who came up to provoke me.

I looked at the disgusting and evil eyes of those little bastards, and my heart burst into anger, which almost burned my reason.

A person like her, who is like a god who lives above the nine heavens and is not stained with dust, is so blasphemed!
I almost lost all my sanity.

I squeezed the thing in my hand tightly, and I was about to ask her to stay away a little bit, even if I couldn't kill these death-seeking things directly, I would also abolish them all.

Who knew that before I could make a move, these gangsters fell to the ground one by one, screaming and wailing, as if they had been treated terribly.

I still haven't figured out what happened over here.

Seeing a light-golden mirror floating beside her, I froze for a moment, and then immediately came back to my senses.

From the first time I saw her, I felt that she was not like a mortal, and now she really is.

I didn't open my mouth to ask anything, nor did I have the slightest curiosity.

No matter what she is, in my heart, she is just her, nothing more.

I put away the thoughts in my head, opened the door and went in.

The room was dark.

All the curtains were drawn tightly.

I know this is her habit, at home, especially in the room, whether she sleeps or not, she likes to close the curtains.

I checked the time and it was almost time for her to wake up.

I lighten my steps.

Although the sound insulation effect of the villa is very good, I am still afraid of waking her up.

I took out the bowls and chopsticks and put the things I bought, then opened the refrigerator, took out the fruits, washed them, cut them, and put them on a plate.

There is also a small cake.

This is what I did.

The first time I made it, the result was not good, and the appearance was not so delicate, but fortunately, I tried it and the taste was okay.

It shouldn't roll over.

After everything was ready, the sound of light footsteps came, almost silently.

I saw that she was still not wearing shoes.

I sighed and didn't say anything.

Her home is covered with carpets, and I later bought handmade carpets from abroad and let them carefully lay them on the ground, so the ground is actually not cold.

There was still sleepiness between her eyebrows and eyes when she just woke up, and her black eyes were half-opened and half-closed, not fully opened.

Cold and fair, like the moon in the snow clouds of Tianshan Mountain, there was a faint blush on her face, which made her not as indifferent and alienated as usual.

She walked over and sat lazily on the chair, with a lazy and charming voice, why is it so rich?

I also sat down and joked casually, today is Children's Day, didn't I come here to celebrate the festival for the two of us.

I am also shameless.

Already 30 years old, still pretending to be a child.

She accepted it well, and raised her eyebrows with a funny smile when she heard the words, saying, I am still young, how could I forget Children's Day.

So the two of us, who have grown up and don't know how long, wish each other a happy Children's Day.

Then I started to eat very happily. After the meal, she took the fruit and ate it, and I started to share the cake.

There are only two people and the cake is made small.

Just cut one half in the middle.

In the end, the two of us held a cup of tea and lay lazily on the sofa thinking about life.

And I was a little bit overwhelmed.

It may be that I was so excited to celebrate Children's Day for the first time in more than ten years that I accidentally ate more.

But obviously I ate the same amount as her, but she didn't look full.

Thinking about life ends up thinking nothing of it.

I have only come to one conclusion.

Who said adults can't pass Children's Day?

I was very happy and satisfied this time.

It seems that this festival will be listed in the future.

Well, just do it.

　I'm back
　　
　
(End of this chapter)