Chapter 18

But these are not the point, he just took the opportunity to look at her, her face is a strange face, not half familiar with the feeling, only a pair of black and white, clean enough to see his eyes in her eyes, can barely pull together with Mo Hui? But why did you dream about her last night?

The answer is unknown. His eyes slowly moved to the blue and white porcelain bowl in front of her with her white hands. After reading countless antiques, he could see that the bowl was worth a lot. Even the seats and chairs here had a history of hundreds of years. They should have been well preserved for a long time.

This woman has no vision of direct use to do daily necessities.

Does she have no eyes?

She is holding the blue and white porcelain bowl and eating slowly, but her expression is more like miss. What is she missing?

She ate with a solemn look, as if she were doing something very sacred, chewing it carefully.

Once, Mo Hui was the same. She was noisy at ordinary times. When she arrived for dinner, she was as quiet as a cat whose tongue had been cut. She was quiet and did not make any sound. She seemed to be intoxicated with chewing the food in her mouth, as if it was the happiest thing.

That rude and silly Mo Hui, will she appreciate the food in her mouth? He didn't know!

How can he remember today? Because of last night's dream?

In the past two years, what he dreamt about most was the first half year. After that, he never dreamt again. But last night, he dreamt again and was related to this strange woman.

Zhang lingshuo felt that he had been occupied too much by the woman who had only seen two sides. He blinked and recovered.

Mo Hui slowly finished a whole bowl of porridge, palms sweating, after washing the bowl.

She got up quickly, ran back to the backyard, went up the stairs, opened the door vigorously, and closed it again.

She is really useless, thought that after a night of precipitation, it should be no problem to face him again, but his hot exploration eyes, she just endured ten minutes, declared her failure.

And he a gentle expression, she even almost indulged in the charm of his spread. Oh, is it because she never gets it that she looks forward to it?

He had never treated her so gently, so she was not careful, was she?

Mo back in the bottom of my heart to ask, a room of silence, no one can give her the answer.

The answer of fate, can never let people have a glimpse, can only wait quietly.

Walking out of the old house, Zhang lingshuo is holding a big black umbrella. His blue shirt gives him a straight and straight taste. His black hair is slightly wet and his eyes are as deep as Obsidian without any impurities. He is clear and cold, but he also has a clear doubt.

Zhang lingshuo walked on the path of the town. Although the car stayed in the town, he was lazy to drive. It was good to walk occasionally.

The rain is still falling. It seems that I want to baptize the town once and for all. The low lead gray clouds are getting thicker and thicker. The wind scraping by the edge of the clouds brings a strong smell of cold. It's very humid, not particularly cold. But today's temperature has dropped sharply, and the air is filled with a moist and cold smell.

The road condition of the path he took was not very good and smooth. Every two or three steps he took, there would be a big or small puddle. If he stepped on it by mistake, his shoes and trousers would be wet.

This is not, he tens of thousands of dollars of high-grade shoes are very aggrieved to step on a small pit, the vamp is still hanging a few silk of mud, look very poor.

He didn't want to look at his shoes, and the picture flashed back in his mind.

The strange woman hugged herself and squatted on the ground. She slowly raised her eyes to see his surprise. Why did the woman she didn't know make his heart ache. She is not beautiful, ordinary features, thin cheeks, small nose, not too bloody lips, let him strange and familiar.

Such an ordinary woman, in his brilliant life, this only met one - Mo Hui.

How could this woman make him feel like this?

I feel that I have invested too much interest in this strange woman, but I still unconsciously come up with the picture of just now and yesterday by the spring.

This is still his 29 years of life. He pushed open the small gate of the courtyard, walked slowly into the small hall, and sat idly on the bamboo bench. What are you thinking?

On this day, Zhang lingshuo didn't wait for the pale woman. He just knew that there was a gentle and sentimental gaze behind him. Zhang lingshuo wanted to look back. He was almost sure that it was the woman's, but he sat still until another customer came to the store. He got up and went into the rain again with an umbrella.

When the sight disappeared, he had a sense of loss.

Walking into the shabby Hotel, Zhang lingshuo is not welcomed by the enthusiastic boss, but by Zhang Qing, who is quite surprised. Zhang lingshuo frowned wordlessly, stopped and looked at the girl shivering in the rain outside the old hotel.

"Zhang Qing?" The gentle male voice uttered her name. What did she come to him for?

"Mr. President, do you remember my name? Can you play chess with me Zhang Qing heard her name from Zhang lingshuo's mouth, and her eyes flashed a ray of light. At this time, she is not as bright as usual, but with a little woman's shyness. She smiles gently and looks like a black and white painting full of sadness from a distance.Zhang lingshuo frowned. Was he misled by today's thin woman? Otherwise, how could he see that everyone felt sad?

Suddenly, Zhang Qing sneezed loudly under the cold wind.

“…… Good Zhang lingshuo is full of thoughts. He looks at the girl in front of him and nods. He went under the eaves and folded up the big black umbrella.

"Your shoes are dirty!" Zhang Qing exclaimed, seeing his dirty vamp.

"I was splashed by the rain on the road. Let's go up. " Zhang lingshuo looked down at some of the embarrassed vamp, did not see any embarrassment, took a steady step, walking in front.

The corridor light is dim, weak light in the old corridor, Zhang Qingleng looking at Zhang lingshuo generous back, dazed, eyes showing obvious traces of nostalgia, is nostalgia?

I can't tell the feeling, but it's too different from her usual.

Zhang lingshuo takes out the key and opens the door.

"Your clothes are all wet. Would you like to change them first?" Zhang lingshuo changed the cotton slippers that the hotel owner had just bought. He turned on the wall lamp in the room. The warm light in the room flowed instantly, diluting the original desolation.

“…… Good Zhang Qing was silent for a long time and nodded slightly.

At this time, how other girls would react? Zhang Qing can't think of what a couple of almost strange men and women would do in a closed room. The answers are actually not many.

Zhang lingshuo's eyes flashed slightly, surprised, and then returned to a calm. He turned around and handed her a piece of his own cotton clothes in the wardrobe. "The bathroom is on the left."

“…… Well

Heart, is uneasy.

Like a rare treasure, Zhang Qing carefully placed the chess pieces in her arms on the table. Then she took Zhang lingshuo's clothes and turned to the bathroom.

But the style of chess is still as good as it was a few years ago.

Did she keep it so carefully?

Or did she think of him as the person in her heart?

He doesn't say yes. He's not a man of color, but he won't refuse all of them. If someone likes to throw himself in the arms before, it's not impossible for him to choose his own satisfactory cooperation.

But now he loves such a girl because of Mo Hui.

That damned woman, in the end, still made a mess of his world. If she knew that the man she had transformed for 17 years had not been successfully transformed, but after she left, she would think about others occasionally, what would her reaction be?

Will you cry or laugh?

He turned his eyes out of the window a little stiffly until there was a slight sound behind him.

This He glared at the funny woman in front of him. There was a warm light in his gentle eyes, and his expression was also a little funny.

Sure enough, there is a great difference between men and women. He wears just right clothes and pants, which are astonishingly big on the girl in front of him. The wide clothes and pants are like a hemp bag, which are empty on her.

She rolled up the legs of her trousers and the sleeves of her clothes, which were still beyond the soles of her feet and wrists.

"Your hair is wet. I'll blow it for you." Zhang lingshuo turned away because he saw Zhang Qing's timid trembling eyes.

Her that he, also is not a gentle person!

Just like before, he treated Mo Hui badly.

Now, if he treats her like this, will he not return to his expectation?

“…… Can I count on you? " Zhang Qing asked uneasily as she twisted the soft cotton cloth with her hands.

“…… Good Zhang lingshuo opens the blow bucket. The noise from the blow bucket temporarily replaces the silence in the room. She blows her wet hair with her big hand.

The warm big hand is jumping in the hair, the roar is hovering in the ear, everything has a kind of unreal feeling

Zhang Qing lowered her head sleepily, almost to her chest.

Zhang lingshuo bowed his head slightly to dry the thin bangs in front of her, but saw the clear water.

He straightened up and continued to blow the hair behind him as if nothing had happened, only slowing down the wind speed and heat.

After a long time

"Thank you!" Zhang Qing's voice came from her chest, a little hoarse, with a thick nasal voice.

"Well, don't you mean to play chess? Don't play chess before you fall asleep. " Zhang lingshuo, as if he didn't hear it, turned off the hair dryer. He patted Zhang Qing, who was shrinking into a ball in front of his knee.

"Well."

Zhang Qing seemed to jump up and quickly spread the chessboard. She put two small boxes on both ends of the chessboard. "I'm black and you're white."

The voice returned to its usual high pitched.

"Good." Zhang lingshuo sat down, twirling the white chess with his long finger and drooping his eyes slightly.