Youyou Sanshengyue

Chapter 24

Ming You took Xuanyue back to Tianling Village first, while Lin Wenfang chose to stay in the small town temporarily, sleeping and eating alone in the inn.He went back and forth in the room countless times, read the note that Ming You left him no less than twenty times, and finally mustered up the courage to clenched his fists in his chest: "Miss He, I, Lin, are determined to win this trip!"

All the judges must be very puzzled at this moment, why is this nerdy student so confident all of a sudden, and then look at the note on the table, it turned out to be the "courtship strategy" taught to him by Ming You, I'm afraid he won't understand what he's saying and what he's doing The details are very clear, which shows that this brother Ming You is considerate enough.

The sun is shining brightly in the morning, and the early spring is approaching, and the birds are returning to their nests one after another. The clear and crisp singing wakes up the spring and wakes up the people in the town.At this moment, if you don't recite a heart-warming poem, you will really waste a lot of time.I saw Lin Wenfang tidying up his clothes, standing outside the window of He's house and deliberately reading aloud: "Guanguan Jujiu, in the river island. My fair lady, a gentleman is so good." After reading it again, there was no movement inside, and he continued to raise his voice He read: "Jing's daughter is a prostitute, let me take care of it. Tong's management is Wei, saying that she is beautiful..." After he read three love poems in one breath, he found that the He family was empty, and the fisherman went to the boat early. The net is ferrying on the lotus swing.

"Heaven will send a great mission to the people of Sri Lanka, and they must first work hard on their minds and bones." Lin Wenfang walked back to the inn sadly while comforting himself.When the night was dark and the stars were bright, the road was deserted, and every household had already turned off their lights and went to sleep. Lin Wenfang just tiptoed to He's house with a lantern in his hand. Even if she is hard-hearted, she should be sung.

So he coughed a few times to adjust his voice line, and then raised his voice and howled: "There are trees in the mountains, and there are branches in the trees, and the heart is happy with the king, and you don't know..." Before he finished singing, the window suddenly "bang" It was opened with a bang, and then a basin of cold water poured over him from head to toe. A woman cursed in a sleepy hoarse voice: "Which child is so ignorant that he keeps people from sleeping in the middle of the night!"

"Thinking that I, Lin, who has read poetry and books a lot, recited poems at the age of seven, and studied literature at the age of ten, I ended up in such a mess for a fisherman." Lin Wenfang shivered under the quilt, and sneezed one after another, "Ming You can't be Are you kidding me? Doesn’t this method work?”

In the early morning of the third day, Lin Wenfang gritted his teeth and went to He Xiaohe's house.He drenched in water last night and stayed awake for two nights, now he is in a trance, top-heavy, holding a paper kite and stepping on the bluestone slab, every step is like stepping on cotton, if he is not careful, he will down.

Standing outside the window, he heard voices in the house, so he pulled the kite line and ran against the wind.He carefully put the lotus-shaped paper kite up into the sky, and looked up obsessively. One or two birds flapped their wings and danced beside the paper kite, turning into an ink painting with the blue sky as the background.The kite string leads to the other end of the sky. I don't know if there are paper kites on it, and there are feelings he can't explain clearly.The window on the second floor was suddenly pushed open, and He Xiaohe held her loose long hair in one hand while staring at the paper kite outside the window, her gaze followed the kite line downwards, and fell directly on a thin figure.

"Mr. Lin, what a coincidence, so much interest early in the morning!"

"Hmm... the weather is fine." Lin Wenfang looked up and saw the smiling face of his sweetheart, which was more dazzling than the spring scenery. He spoke incoherently with joy, and raised his hand to pull the paper kite to her window: "Miss He, do you think my paper kite looks good?"

"It's beautiful! Hehe... I like lotus the most."

Seeing that He Xiaohe was happy, Lin Wenfang was so proud that he didn't pay attention to his feet for a while, and fell to the ground, and the kite also turned into a chick with broken wings and fell floatingly.When He Xiaohe helped him back to the inn, he was already blushing with embarrassment, wishing he could find a crack in the ground and sneak in.

He Xiaohe asked the shopkeeper for some plasters for bruises, stretched out his hand to lift up Lin Wenfang's trouser legs, startled the nerdy student who only knew the etiquette of reading, and shrank to the corner of the wall, blushing: "No! It is already taboo for a single man and a widow to live in the same room, if there is any more skin-to-skin relationship, it may spread the reputation of hurting the girl."

"You! You... are really a piece of wood. If that girl fell in love with you, she would be blind." He Xiaohe angrily threw the plaster on him, and sat at the table sulking.Because there is a note on the table.He took it casually and looked at it, half of his face blushed immediately.Thinking of someone singing a love song outside her house a few nights ago, I naturally understood it in my heart.She glanced sideways at Lin Wenfang who was sitting by the bed, he seemed to be very depressed by her words, he drooped his head and muttered: "I know that I am not as good as Mingyou to please girls, and if I can't learn it, I won't say it Sweet talk, I am infatuated with Miss He, and the world can learn from it. If this fails, I will sing songs for the girl for a few more nights, and put the paper kites for a few days, even if I am covered in bruises..." Before he finished speaking He was interrupted by the ball of paper thrown by He Xiaohe, "That's enough, don't gamble and swear, I don't want to see you stumble again."

"Then...you promise me?" Lin Wenfang asked timidly. Seeing that He Xiaohe turned her face away and said nothing, she thought she was still thinking about Ming You, and just wanted to quickly stop her thoughts, and hurriedly said: "I know you Missing You, but you two can't, he..." Lin Wenfang's heart swayed, thinking that brother is sorry: "He is a man who advocates masculinity, how well he treats Xuanyue, can't you see it? "

This sentence was undoubtedly a bolt from the blue to He Xiaohe, as if a slap in the face had awakened her girl's dream.Thinking about it carefully, Xuanyue is indeed different from other men, not to mention her feminine and charming appearance, her gestures have a special charm, even women are inferior to him by three points.Such a handsome man with You You will not make others feel inappropriate.

Although He Xiaohe was sad.But she refused to admit it, and said stiffly, "Who said I was thinking about You?" In order to cover up her guilty conscience, she hurriedly applied medicine to Lin Wenfang, and when she saw his bleeding knee, she couldn't help but feel pain in her heart, as if she was being pulled. .Suddenly she seemed to understand something.

There are too many people who can't ask for it. They look up and follow what they can't get, but they ignore the person who silently guards them. He may be ordinary, but he can give you the most extraordinary love.When one day you are tired of chasing and yearning, you suddenly look back and find that there is always an ordinary and real person staring at you and waiting for you.

He Xiaohe's eyes were red, and when he looked up at Lin Wenfang, he realized that although he didn't have the handsome appearance of You You, he was clean, with a square face and faithful eyes. A city, a trustworthy person.

From then on, Lin Wenfang went out of the village to meet his sweetheart almost every few days, Ming You and Xuanyue naturally noticed it and were happy for him.That day when Lin Wenfang invited the two of them to a tavern for dinner, Ming You noticed that there was a little more expression in his brows and eyes, sweeping away the pedantic look of the past.

The smell of wine in the tavern bursts, and the guests around the table are chatting and laughing or listening to music, and Xiaoer is still running around with a towel on his shoulder to do business.Lin Wenfang raised his wine glass to Ming You and Xuanyue: "I invite you both to congratulate and apologize." As Lin Wenfang drank the wine, he clapped his hands repeatedly and said, "To please Ms. Xia Wude offended the two, please forgive the other."

"Oh? How do you say that?" Mingyou smiled and played with the wine glass, thinking that this kid must have spoken ill of him in front of He Xiaohe, while Xuanyue was at a loss, after all, he had always put himself in this matter. Outsiders.Lin Wenfang faltered for a long while before he said in shame: "I said that Ming You is...a person who admires masculinity, and I also said that Xuanyue is..." The wine glass in Xuanyue's hand fell on the table with a "clang", and her face was pale. Red and white.Seeing that his expression was wrong, Lin Wenfang blamed himself even more: "Young Master Xuanyue...you won't be angry, will you?"

Ming You was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed out loud, with an incomprehensible smile, Lin Wenfang didn't know whether he was happy or angry, his heart turned cold, and he kept apologizing.At this moment, he wished he could slap himself twice, how could he even slander his brother for the sake of a woman!

Xuanyue was ashamed and angry, Mingyou held his hand under the table to comfort him, the two looked at each other tacitly, as if they were communicating, then Xuanyue lowered her eyelids to avoid Lin Wenfang's gaze and looked out the window.

Ming You said to Lin Wenfang: "It's not your fault, you and I are brothers and sisters, I shouldn't have kept it from you," he said, holding Xuanyue's hand and shaking it in front of Lin Wenfang, as if solemnly swearing: "Brother Wen Fang is honest and loyal. , but this time you are really right."