C38 (1/2)

After Su Yuewu finished bathing and Leng Fanyun sat across from him in silence, they watched as the artisans at the entrance reassembled the door. Then, both Su Yitian and Qing Wan, who were packed with large and small bags, entered the room.

There was even a lump of meat stuck in his mouth. When he saw the craftsman at the door, he asked in surprise, ”Mother, why is your door broken?”

Su Yuewu was greatly embarrassed. Thinking back to the two of them embracing each other while blushing, even she, who was always sharp with words, didn't know what to say.

Su Yitian was even more curious when he saw his mother like this. ”Hey, is mother very hot? ”Why are you blushing like this?” Leng Fanyun looked at the little girl in front of him, Su Yuewu, as she gently hugged Tian Tian and wiped her lips with her snow-white sleeves, whispering something in his ear.

After Su Yitian finished listening, he also sneakily looked at Su Yue Wu and laughed. When Su Yuewu saw the father and son pair looking at her with such mischievous smiles, her hair stood on end. ”What are you all laughing about, get out.” As he spoke, he pushed the two of them out.

The two men secretly took advantage of the shy woman as they moved outside. Hmm, her figure is really good.

They arrived just in time for the seventh day of the seventh month of the seventh lunar month, the festival of folk begging.

Beginning of the Day of Begging was not a blind date for men and women. It was an event for the women of the people seeking instruction from the Weaving Goddess on the matters of the women's families. In general, such activities as needling with needles or gathering silk from colored spiders. However, along with the prosperity and development of the country, the folk custom gradually opened up boldly and slowly developed the model of matchmaking on the basis of the original.

In the rich Qianzhou, the Beggar Festival is second only to the Spring Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival and the Dragon Boat Festival. Everyday, they would ask about it from the outside and return, then they would start scurrying over to the Day of Begging.

Su Yuewu rolled her eyes. Isn't it just Valentine's Day? In modern times, a couple would foolishly hold a bouquet of red roses and eat sweet and greasy chocolate, watching a movie together. Su Yuewu could only snort in disgust at such a vulgar method.

However, he couldn't help but to tug on his sleeve every day as he finally agreed to go to Begging Day with Leng Fanyun tomorrow night.

When he was walking on the street, he realized that the ancient Begging Festival was very lively. East the night flowers a thousand trees, BMW carts incense road. There were all sorts of silk flowers and lights on the branches. The entire city was shrouded in a pink mist. The women coming and going were all wearing silks, outlining their figures even better. Her long, loose hair was covered with a garland of leaves and flowers. It was so beautiful that it didn't seem like the human world.

As Su Yuewu walked alone with Leng Fanyun, she began to feel uncomfortable. When their hands came into contact, she bounced away as if she had been electrocuted. Leng Fanyun gave a helpless smile. He thought of how she had been like a thorny rose with cold eyes at the start, and now that she was as shy and fresh as a daisy in a valley, he was fascinated by her more and more.

As they walked, Su Yuewu discovered that she could no longer find Leng Fanyun's tall figure in the crowd. Anxious, she quickly turned her head to look for the white figure. However, with so many people coming and going, she was unable to find it. Suddenly, a white robe flashed by diagonally in front of her. She quickly ran over.

”I've found you.” she said, tugging at the man's sleeve, her voice unwittingly coquettish. The man lowered his head to look at the girl. She was wearing red clothes and black hair, and her skin was snow-white. Under the candlelight, her charming eyes emitted a moving light.

He smiled. Which family did this girl come from? She was so beautiful. He laughed and said, ”Did you recognize the wrong person?” The woman raised her head in astonishment, looking at the face of shame in front of her. If Nangong Yue was a fox, Gu Xicheng was a bamboo, Leng Fanyun was a snow, then the man in front of her was Rose.

His eyebrows were long and thin, and his eyes were curved with laughter. He looked at her tenderly. Su Yuewu was stunned for half a second. Realizing that she had recognized the wrong person, she let go of his sleeve. He apologized, ”Sorry, I recognized the wrong person.”

Then, she quickly turned and ran. Her subconscious told her that this man was very dangerous.

The man felt his own slightly wrinkled sleeve, which seemed to still have the warmth left behind by the woman. He narrowed his eyes and a strange smile appeared on his face. ” ”Wuqing, help me investigate that woman.” He said to the shadow guard behind him.

After running for a short distance, he bumped into someone. He looked at the woman who had panicked not long after he had left. He grew even more gentle. ”How long has it been since I left that you've become so flustered?” Carefully tidying up the messy hair of the woman, he gently put the garland he had just bought on her hair, appreciating it with satisfaction.

”Eh, are you going to buy a garland?” Su Yuewu touched the garland on her head and asked curiously. He then muttered to himself, ”You should have told me, I found the wrong person.”

Leng Fanyun did not hear it clearly, and asked, ”Huh?” Su Yuewu imagined herself as a stranger, so there was no need for her to panic. Then she smiled and didn't say anything.

The cool night breeze brought with it the fragrance of the flowers by the river. When Leng Fantian saw the person beside him, he softly asked, ”Is it cold?” Su Yuewu looked at the two's interlocked hands and silently cursed. Nonsense, your hand is so hot, how can I still be cold?

He tightened his grip. Walking on the arch bridge, see the river water on the point of candlelight, reflected in the river, wave of light, even more beautiful.

Staring at the candlelight in a daze, she thought about how the river would unceasingly flow and never dry up. As for her, she had changed her life to another time and space. Life has been endless, Jiang Yue similar year after year. Thinking of her own fate, she could not help but feel somewhat sad.