Chapter 1422

From her first love at first sight when she saw the handsome and cold young man in school with her father, to her joy and excitement when she finally married him, to her firm and unrepentant attitude to accompany him outside despite her father's opposition, and finally to her despair and pain of being buried in the sea of fire alone. The soul of "Sun Jiao" seems to be integrated with her soul. She is experiencing her experience and feeling. In that dream, she even feels that she is sun Jiao, the poor woman who infatuates with Liu Jin but never gets his heart.

Holding her head for a long time, the pain in her mind gradually eased. She slowly lay on the bed, staring at the strange top of the tent, with a strong sense of unreality in her heart.

Even though she is not very entertaining at ordinary times, sun Jiao also knows the saying of crossing. Does it mean that she has entered the book Shoufu and become the "Sun Jiao"?

What happened to her? Can she go back?

Sun Jiao is so worried that she can't sleep. If she can't go back What should she do?

When she thought of the tragic ending of sun Jiao, she could not help shivering. The pain of the terrible flame in her dream seemed to remain on her skin. The terrible temperature made her unable to forget.

She can't accept such an ending. Even if she can't go back, she won't end up like that!

Sun Jiao hands tightly grasp the quilt, she tried to close her eyes, do not think about the terrible scene.

Fortunately, it's still very early now. She hasn't married Liu Jin. There is still a chance for things to change.

Everything, and the chance

the next morning, at dawn, Liu Jin got up.

Tang Xiaotang has been paying attention to his actions, so when he just got up, she woke up with him.

But Liu Jin seems to have completely forgotten her. He went to the yard to wash together. She could only lie on the bed and listen sadly to the sound of washing in the yard. She couldn't sleep any more.

It was not until he finished washing and even finished eating in the yard that he came to the bed again.

First of all, he folded the quilt. Even if he was the only one living in the room, Liu Jin still folded the quilt neatly. Even the thin mattress on the bed was pulled flat by him.

Tang Xiaotang is more and more sure that this person must have obsessive-compulsive disorder.

When Liu Jin tidied up the bed, he picked up the book at the head of the bed.

After all, it was soiled. Even if he wiped it carefully, there was still a small mark on the cover of the book. Looking at the area that was obviously different from before, the boy frowned slightly, and the discomfort at the bottom of his heart could not be dispersed.

Then he heard the girl's crisp voice: "good morning! Did you sleep well yesterday? "

If she didn't hear her voice again, Liu Jin would almost think that she had a dream yesterday. Listening to the girl's happy greeting, the boy slightly looked away, but he soon realized that he didn't need to do so.

After all, she's just a book.

"It's OK," he said slowly. His voice was a little astringent. No one ever talked to him like this. There was a strange feeling in his heart And you? "

Although the youth's voice is still cold, but compared with yesterday, he will at least take the initiative to ask her, this is progress.

"I sleep well!" That's right. Although this bed is not friendly to human beings, for a book, such a wooden bed can make her lie flat and her body will not deform. Tang Xiaotang continued: "what are you going to do today?"

The girl's cheerful voice continued to ring in his ears. The boy thought of the book he had not finished, and the light in his eyes was suddenly replaced by depression.

"I want to copy." He replied.

"Well," the girl's voice seemed to be a little disappointed, her tone was slightly heavy, "then can you put me by the window, I want to see the scenery outside."

There was his ink by the window. Because he gave the inkstone to the woman yesterday, the boy had to take a bowl to hold the ink.

Smell speech, he silently went to the table, the window with ink bowl moved to the other side, and then first pad a blank clean paper, and then put her on the paper.

Outside the window is their small yard. Although Liu Jin cleaned up the yard, because the family was too poor, the whole yard was empty. She could not see anything except the flat land and a weed outside.

"Thank you!" The girl's voice regained her former happiness. She said, "I feel the sunshine and breeze outside. It's really comfortable!"

Listening to the girl's voice, the dullness of the boy's heart became more serious. The boy in this grade was sensitive and suspicious. He felt that she must be comforting him.

But then the girl said, "I've been in that airtight box for so many years, and finally I can feel the sunshine and the breeze again. It's so good..."

The depression of the young man's heart is gone. The girl's voice is so joyful and excited. She is not comforting him. She really feels happy.

Being locked up in such a dark place is what she always yearns for"If you like it, it's fine."

After a long time, Tang Xiaotang heard the boy's gentle voice. For the first time, his tone faded away from indifference, but with a little relaxed.

It was as if her happiness had infected him.

So Tang Xiaotang also laughed: "can you put me here in the future? I don't want to go back to that dark and dreary box. "

"Don't worry, I will never disturb you!"

"Well." The boy nodded gently.

He won't put her there any more.

If the goal is achieved, Tang Xiaotang will no longer disturb the young people to copy books. She knows that if Liu Jin can't go to the market tomorrow, he will be completely deprived of food, which will not only affect her task, but also not what she wants to see.

So all afternoon, Tang Xiaotang was reading Liu Jin's copy.

The young man who devoted himself to one thing was very serious. At this moment, all the green and astringent on his face disappeared. On his side face, which was somewhat angular, he could see the seriousness and coldness that belonged to the future chief assistant.

Maybe it's because he's relaxed. Today's boy is very fast. In the afternoon, he'll finish all the rest.

Tang Xiaotang watched him carefully align the pages one by one, stacking them as flat as a piece of tofu, then covering the top and bottom with white paper, and finally pressing them with something.

The young man breathed a sigh of relief, looking at the pile of paper in his eyes.

The reward for this book should be enough for him to eat for the next month, but if he wants to save enough money to go to the Fu Xue Kao Yuan, I'm afraid he will have to copy another 30 or 40 books.

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