Fortunate Young Gentleman

Tang Ning looked at Su Mei with alert eyes.

We agreed that we would just spend an hour together. What did she mean?

Su Mei turned around and took out a flute from the cabinet, turned around, looked at him with some confusion, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Tang Ning looked at her, then at the Xiao in her hand, and asked, "I mean, is the Xiao in Miss Su's hand... heavy?"

It's all Xiao Jue's fault. He pretended to be an expert in flowers. After chatting with him for more than half an hour this afternoon about his experiences in brothels, about the forty-eight moves and thirty-six postures..., Tang Ning shook her head to clear these distracting thoughts from her mind.

Su Mei looked at him, as if she had thought of something, a trace of embarrassment appeared on her face, and she gritted her teeth and said: "This is just an ordinary bamboo Xiao, compared to the Jade Xiao... it is indeed much lighter."

Tangning nodded and said, "Miss Su, let's get started."

Su Mei looked at him for a long time, then smiled again on her face: "You're showing off your shame."

It's not like showing off one's embarrassment. Tang Ning really didn't understand the musical instrument. Su Mei played the flute in front of him, which was completely disrespectful.

Thinking of this, there was already a whistle in my ears, which sounded a bit sad.

Although Tang Ning didn't understand Xiao, she also knew that Xiao's voice was usually soothing and peaceful. Su Mei's Xiao was unhurried and slow, rising from low to high, as if it sounded directly in his mind, tugging at every heartstring in his heart.

Su Mei's Xiao Sheng is like her own person, exuding a kind of charm from the inside out, charming but not glamorous. With just one glance, it's hard to look away. When you hear the prelude, you want to listen to the whole song.

As Tangning listened to the music, she suddenly felt a little tired, her consciousness became extra clear, and she began to lose focus. Many sounds and images appeared in her mind.

The day before he left, he and Zhong Yi were chatting in the yard. Zhong Yi rested her head on his shoulder and told him that even if he couldn't get the top prize, she could still fulfill her promise to him.

There was also Xiao Ru who was packing his luggage for him while thinking at random that he should take good care of himself when he arrived in the capital, eat on time, remember to cover himself with a quilt when sleeping at night, don't forget to check before the exam, and don't forget to bring the exam guide...

There was also Tang Fairy who flew over from the other side of the wall and generously handed him a wad of banknotes, telling him that the capital was no better than Lingzhou and had more places to spend money. The money was lent to him and would be used from the profits from selling wine in the future. buckle……

Fang Xiaopang also handed a large bag of snacks into his hand.

Thinking of this, he felt unusually peaceful in his heart, and a smile couldn't help but appear on his face.

Until Qing'er's face appeared in front of his eyes, shouting "Uncle, I can't get up in the morning" loudly, he was instantly awakened, but other pictures emerged in his mind.

The early death of his parents in his previous life, the various faces of his relatives, the loneliness in the orphanage, and being bullied by older children. It was the darkest, most painful thing he had ever experienced in his two lives, and he was least willing to recall it. a period of time.

But no matter what, these will never happen again.

Because he can never go back, he will never see those snobbish relatives, nor will he be looked down upon by others because of his status as an orphan. Even visiting his parents' graves has become a luxury, in this country who are so far apart. In this world, a lonely soul that does not belong here, I don’t know how long it will be floating...

An inexplicable sadness surged out of my heart uncontrollably...

In the room, the whispers had stopped. Su Mei looked at Tang Ning, who had tears streaming down her face, with a slightly strange look on her face. She didn't know what she was thinking.

She has seen many people reveal their deepest desires under her whisper.

Wealth, fame, power...

And women.

Or hatred.

This is the deepest thing hidden in people's hearts. No matter how well hidden it is on weekdays, it will be exposed under the charm of her Xiao Sheng.

She had never seen anyone like this.

Lonely.

Unimaginable loneliness like she had never seen before.

It's different from being sober when everyone else is drunk. This is a kind of loneliness that seems to be incompatible with the whole world. His face is full of tears, and the skirt of his clothes is scratched because he holds it too tightly.

Su Mei looked at him with some curiosity in her heart.

What has he experienced, and what kind of experience can make a person have endless loneliness hidden in his heart?

She walked over to him, wanting to see more clearly.

Tangning felt like her soul was floating in a boundless space. Everything she looked around was filled with darkness, making it hard to tell the direction and how long it would last.

He just drifted unconsciously until a pair of clear eyes appeared in his mind.

That dirty little face has been engraved deep in his soul, and those pair of smart and clear eyes will never be forgotten by Tang Ning.

He opened his eyes and saw Su Mei's face and a faint fragrance.

Her face was so close that he only had to move a little closer to kiss her red lips.

Tangning resisted the temptation deep in her heart, looked at her calmly, and reminded, "Miss Su..."

Su Mei looked at him, then walked back without changing her expression, sat on the other side of the table, handed over a handkerchief, and asked, "What's wrong with Mr. Tang?"

"Thank you." Tangning took the handkerchief, wiped her eyes, and said, "I just thought about some past events, and I was a little rude. Please forgive me, Miss Su."

Su Mei smiled and said, "It's okay."

Tangning looked at her and asked, "How long has it been now?"

"About a quarter of an hour."

"Only a quarter of an hour?" Tang Ning was a little disappointed. An hour is two hours, and a quarter of an hour is fifteen minutes. Only one eighth of the time has passed. He still has more than half of the time to endure.

Su Mei looked at him and said softly, "Mr. Tang..."

"Stop!" When this woman spoke, her voice was so soft that it made people's bones soft. Tang Ning couldn't stand it. He looked at her and said, "Miss Su, can you... speak properly?"

Su Mei was stunned. After realizing it, she said shyly, "What do you mean!"

"Isn't it possible to speak properly..." Tang Ning looked at her and said, "I mean, just talk to me in the same tone as before, don't pretend to be so soft, I'm not used to that..."

"Pretend?"

Su Mei looked at him, her chest heaving slightly, and for the first time, she couldn't control her emotions.

She has been in the capital for so long. Which man would not be careful when seeing her? Who would tell her that her voice was too pretentious and asked her not to speak like that?

This made her doubt her charm for the first time, and this was exactly what she had never doubted before.

She smiled again and said softly, "Why are you so unromantic..."

Tangning stood up and said, "Miss Su, if you continue like this, I will leave."

Su Mei's smile disappeared instantly and she looked at him and said, "Give me back the sign. I don't want to give it to you anymore."

Tangning finally understood what it meant to change one's face faster than turning the pages of a book. This Miss Su was born to be an actress.

She was tearing herself apart from him and didn't want to pretend to be a lady anymore. She even did such a childish thing.

Tang Ning looked at her and said, "A real man should keep his word. How can you take back something that has been given away?"

Su Mei stopped pretending to be cute and said disdainfully, "I am not a real man, I am a little woman."

Tang Ning looked her up and down and asked, "How are you young?"

Su Mei narrowed her eyes and looked at him, "What do you mean?"

Tang Ning looked at her and said, "I mean, Miss Su should be in her early twenties, twenty-four or twenty-five?"

Su Mei couldn't bear it anymore, she slapped the table and stood up, looking at him, breathing rapidly She said, "It's only been a few days since my 20th birthday!"

She just turned 20, and she calls herself "old lady" and dresses so maturely. In the future, 20-year-old girls have not graduated from college yet...

However, after all, he is still a 17-year-old boy. This Miss Su is three years older than him, so she is not young...

Tang Ning shook his head and said, "Twenty years old is not young..."

Seeing Su Mei holding the flute tightly in her hand, Tang Ning was worried that she would use it to beat herself, so he hurriedly said, "It's still early, why don't we do something else?"

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