For three whole months, the ginkgo tree that had been standing guard in the Big Willow Ghost Market was now occupied.
The man sitting in the ginkgo tree never appeared when I fought my way out of the big willow tree several times before.
Just now, he fell from the sky out of thin air without any warning! '
Along the way, although I was bargaining with the stall owners on the surface, my eyes never left that person.
When we arrived under the ginkgo tree, I had already engraved that person's appearance in the deepest part of my mind. Even if he turns into ashes, he can't escape my eyes.
I would never be thrilled if someone else took over the ginkgo tree.
But, this person is different!
His figure squatting on the ground looked very much like Yue Wei.
The pale light of the solitary lamp continued to shine, and pieces of flying catkins scattered in the sky.
The man sat exactly where I was sitting under the ginkgo tree, as quiet as a sculpture of a lonely thinker.
In the sub-zero weather with a cold wind blowing, the man was only wearing a thin baseball uniform, which made people feel a little sad to see him.
Far away, I heard the sound of the man coughing hard.
But even in such a cold weather, that man was holding a box of already cold Baixiang instant noodles and devouring it.
"Baseball uniform. Fifty."
"Lots of hats. Ten bucks."
"Pullback shoes. Fifteen dollars."
"Jeans. Twelve dollars."
Silently calculating the value of that person's equipment in my mind, I rode calmly.
Suddenly, a corner of his backpack was exposed from behind the stall owner, turning into a sky full of stars and piercing my eyes.
"Denim bag!"
"priceless!"
I suppressed my million-foot-high emotion, pretended to be indifferent, and rode calmly. .
Something caught my eye in the blink of an eye.
boom!
My mind exploded into billions of fragments, all slides of my memories with Yue Wei.
Even though I was fully prepared, at this moment, my whole body turned into charcoal.
Looking at the object spread on the ground, I could clearly feel that my face had been deformed.
"Xuan! Ji! Tu!"
"Xuanji Tu!"
"It's Xuanji Tu!"
"Yue Wei!"
"It's the Xuanji picture handwritten by Yue Wei!"
"How can this be?"
"How come the Xuanji Picture is in his hands?"
"Xuanji Tu is out, but where is Yue Wei?"
"Where is Yue Wei?"
"Yue Wei, where are you?"
"Yue Wei, why did you hand over the Xuanji Picture to an outsider?"
As I was riding on the car, I roared like crazy, letting out a heaven-destroying howl that only I could hear. My bones in my body were stretched to the tightest and straightest levels, almost breaking.
Even though I was wearing a thick down jacket, I could clearly see the shaking bike!
The moment I saw the Xuanji Picture, millions of thoughts arose in my heart.
The first thought was to grab the Xuanji picture and grab the person to question him!
No one is as important as Yue Wei!
No one or anything is more important than Xuanji Pictures!
What does this round of competition mean in front of Xuanjitu?
Not even a grain of snow beneath my feet.
What is an individual all-around?
None of that!
What is the Sun God Needle?
A speck of dust!
What is Sanfengcao?
A piece of grass!
What is prefecture-level authority?
Even if you give me Tianjia authority, it's not as important as Xuanji Tu's word!
But just when I was about to park, I stopped abruptly.
It’s not that I don’t want Xuanji Tu,
Rather, my instinct tells me...
There's something wrong with the person in front of you!
In the deepest part of my mind, the last glimmer of clarity made me wake up at the last moment.
Under the close attention and surveillance of countless people and countless eyes...
I felt thunderstruck in my chest, but my face remained calm. I followed the method and tone of voice that I had just used to quickly pick up the leaks, and spoke to the stall owner calmly and calmly.
"Boss, show me the Xuanji picture."
The words I called out to the stall owner may seem like an understatement, and they may sound even more ordinary, but they have exhausted all my life’s strategies, my life’s hard work, and my life’s courage. .
It seems as if an era and a civilization have passed.
Under the ginkgo tree that I am most familiar with and can remember every scar even with my eyes closed, a head slowly rises.
At that moment, my breath stopped.
That head was like a dragon's head emerging from the water, or a python's head protruding from a tree hole, or more like the raised head of a giant monster that had been silently sealed under the Kunlun Mountains for hundreds of eons.
I tried my best to see, but the other person only showed me half of his face under his double-star baseball cap.
Just this half of the face almost made me scream.
This half of the face looks very much like Yue Wei, but it is not Yue Wei.
"Yue Wei's face is the most perfect. This face is too masculine."
"Yue Wei's lips are very thin, and the lips on this face are too charming."
"His nose is more upturned than Yue Wei's. His ears are very similar to Yue Wei's."
"His sitting posture is almost the same as Yue Wei's. The position of his hands is also the same."
His brain speed was so fast that he completed the comparison between the person in front of him and Yue Wei in the blink of an eye. It completes its assessment of the person in front of it within a tenth of a second.
"One thousand and eighty!"
The person in front of me came out with a hoarse and sharp response, with an indifference and aloofness that would make people thousands of miles away.
After coldly quoting the price, the person in front of him lowered his head and ate the cold noodles.
"Do you want to sell it for 18 yuan?"
In front of countless surveillance cameras and flies stalking me, I pretended not to mind and spoke indifferently.
"Sell your sister. Get out."
The person in front of him suddenly raised his head and cursed loudly, his face full of ferocity.
At this moment, I finally saw his appearance clearly.
This is a standard butter snack.
He's more handsome than A'Rong, and he's more like a loser than Zhu Tianci.
The skin is more tender than that of a snail noodle, and the eyes are more juicy than that of a good woman.
His expression is colder and prouder than that of Xiao Autism!
It sounds very different, but in fact, he is indeed a very rare and handsome boy.
The only thing that didn't match the handsome boy at all was his rough tone!
This little handsome guy has a strong aura of the world!
"What else is in the bag? Take it out and let me take a look."
My voice was still cold and hoarse, but my eyes were firmly locked on the handsome boy's body, not sparing any part.
"Look at your sister! Get out of the way!"
