Chapter 571

the following is "my fairy Miss 571. Chapter 571 rain" - please enjoy!

In the early morning, there was light rain, but there were not many people in the park.

This continuous rainy season is also a symbol of Jiangnan. In other words, compared with sunny days, the rainy Jiangnan is more charming. Many tourists are willing to pay far more than the value of goods to buy an oil paper umbrella, walk on the riverside bridge, and feel the poetic charm of this rainy day.

Duanxueqing doesn't ride a bike today. She still goes to the teahouse to read with an umbrella. Her long skirt is floating, and the light color changes from top to bottom, to the hem. The green with rippling waves has become as rich as luxuriant grass.

After all, my family is engaged in the fashion industry - although it only operates a buyer's shop, the clothes Duan Xueqing wears look very simple, but they are by no means ordinary bargains. Whether it's design or materials, you can't buy one without 800 yuan.

However, clothes are just a foil. No matter how good-looking clothes are, they don't know how to match their eyes and a suitable figure. No matter how good-looking clothes are, they are useless.

Duanxueqing just met both conditions. Although the umbrella covered most of her face and lacked the beauty, her tall posture and long flowing hair also attracted the attention of people along the way.

No one wanted to make a noise, because the girl in front of him was like the girl with an oil paper umbrella in Mr. Dai Wangshu's poem.

"She has

Lilac color

Lilac fragrance

Clove like sorrow... "

Meeting her in the rain lane in Jiangnan is like a dream. The dream is beautiful and fragile. No one dares or wants to break it. They can only stop and stare silently.

"She drifted by

Like a dream

Sad and confused like a dream... "

After entering the teahouse, she put down her umbrella and said hello to the shopkeeper's uncle, Duan Xueqing went upstairs to her box with her small book bag.

I still make tea by myself. Duanxueqing loves transparent glass teapots and purple sand teacups. This collocation is a little strange, but it doesn't matter. Just like it. The superior West Lake Longjing is soaked in hot water in a glass teapot, and the stretch of each piece of tea can be seen clearly.

Drinking tea is sometimes a state of mind. Duanxueqing is deeply convinced of this statement. Whenever she looks at Longjing tea slowly stretching out in a glass teapot, and then silently silent, the delicate green leaves and yellow tea soup are still clear enough to look through the hearts of tea drinkers. If there were no disturbance of the world of mortals, the world could be so simple.

Opening the page, the mark of the bookmark is still there, but the pain seems to be much less. Duan Xueqing sipped her tea and watched quietly.

I haven't seen that man for two days, and I haven't seen him since he left that day after he ran up clumsily and passionately. It's like dropping a small stone in the vast ocean, which can't make a ripple.

Duanxueqing didn't think of him anymore, as if it was just a passer-by who accidentally bumped his shoulder in his life. What should he be like, what should he be like.

However, things in the world are always unpredictable. The person you think can unswervingly accompany your life in this life may suddenly get off the bus and leave halfway, and it is not impossible for the unsuspecting passer-by to reappear in your life at some time in the future.

There is no need for the future!

"Miss Duan! Hi!" The familiar sound suddenly penetrated the rain curtain and came in.

Duanxueqing frowned and was absorbed in reading. It was very bad to be interrupted. She subconsciously looked out the window at the source of the sound.

Is it him?

What's the man's name again? It seems that the surname is Bai, which is the same as your favorite color. By the way, it's called Bai Tingyuan! Duanxueqing looked at the guy standing on the dam for a while, and then remembered the name of the passer-by.

It's funny. Bai Tingyuan stood carefully on the dam that was wet because of the rain. In order to balance his body, he stretched out his arms, so that the umbrella originally covered his head was also tilted to one side.

"Hi!" Bai Tingyuan smiled brightly, "you are really there!"

Duan Xueqing looked at his shaky appearance, and Xiu Mei frowned slightly. She didn't want to shout, but she was afraid that the rain would be heard in the opposite direction, so she had to gesture and say, "be careful, come down!"

Last time he got an oolong, Bai Tingyuan didn't misunderstand duanxueqing again this time. He laughed and said, "right away, I'll see if you're here. By the way, do you mind if I go up to have tea with you?"

drink tea? If you want to drink tea, there are a lot of seats in the teahouse, not to mention the lobby. There are many public boxes on the second floor except duanxueqing's box!

The rain was not heavy, but the falling rain still wet Bai Tingyuan's hair. Duanxueqing hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded.

The second time I came here, Bai Tingyuan seemed to be a lot more familiar.

After entering, Bai Tingyuan was not busy sitting down. He stood at the door, took out a paper towel from his pocket, wiped the rain on his forehead and cheeks, and sat down opposite Duan Xueqing until it was wiped clean.

Still like last time, Xue Qing was reading the book in her hand during the whole process without raising her head.

Bai Tingyuan didn't say a word. He simply "greeted" two sentences: "it's raining, no one takes wedding photos, just can rest for a day."

Duan Xueqing raised her head this time and looked at Bai Tingyuan. The man was still smiling with a sunny smile. For the first time, Duan Xueqing didn't show an impatient expression because she was disturbed.

Words were like gold. Duan Xueqing didn't even want to say a word. She looked down at the tea table, as if there was something more attractive on it.

Bai Tingyuan laughed and said, "I thought you weren't coming today, so I looked outside and didn't expect you to be there."

"Yes, the Longjing tea you have here is the most authentic one I have ever drunk!" Bai Tingyuan gave a thumbs up and said with a smile, "you don't know, I drank tea here once. After I went back, I didn't feel right drinking other tea these days!"

Duanxueqing didn't answer. She sat there quietly, didn't know when she stretched out her right hand, and a smooth jade white arm appeared in her plain white skirt sleeve. In silence, she gently pushed her empty tea cup forward, and then took it back as if nothing had happened.

Hearing the piano, Bai Tingyuan looked at the purple sand teacup, which was also a high-end product. He laughed. Without saying a word, he rolled up his sleeve and picked up another teapot to boil water, and skillfully washed and brewed tea again.

The first time he poured out the tea soup, and the second time he poured it for Duan Xueqing, and then gently pushed it in the direction of Duan Xueqing.

Without looking, Duan Xueqing pinched the tea cup with one hand, lifted her red lips, took a sip, and then drank it in one gulp without making any comments.

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