He Shiling straightened her windswept short hair, turned around, and walked toward the cobblestone path.
I took another look at the steps facing the lake not far away, and was surprised to find that there was someone there! That black back? !
Is that the fishing uncle here?
"Uncle! You are in a good mood today, no fishing?" He Shiling took the book from the hand of the person sitting by the lake from behind. Taking a closer look, it’s a Song poem bound in thread! She had been looking for the thread-bound version of Song Ci for a long time, and couldn't help but start flipping through it. "This book is good, beautifully bound."
Ke Mengnan turned around and saw a slim girl standing on the steps behind her: a girl in a beige jacket, a white turtleneck, beige slightly flared jeans, and white sneakers with light blue stripes. Smiling lightly, he quickly flipped through the book in his hand.
Against the background props of green withered grass, yellowish wicker and slightly overcast sky, the girl with a beige smile in front of her looks particularly fresh and natural.
Uncle? Ke Mengnan smiled, and the beige coat turned out to be her—the girl from yesterday, He Shiling!
He carefully looked at this "unexpected" girl: her short hair was parted on the left side, tucked behind her ears, slightly revealing her smooth forehead, and her slender willow-leaf-shaped eyebrows, which were just right at the peak of her eyebrows and then tapered down. , The long eyelashes cover the eyes for reading, and the high bridge of the nose makes the whole face full of three-dimensionality. The corners of his mouth were raised slightly, and a shallow dimple appeared in the corner of his mouth.
She has attractive facial features and an ivory-white complexion. She looks harmless to both humans and animals. She is a girl with a smart appearance and a very friendly feeling.
Ke Mengnan stood up, staggered by a step, and was just eye level with her. I thought it was a visual problem just now, but it turns out that it is really slim. I can't help but think of the saying, "If you add one point, it's too long; if you subtract one point, it's too short; if it's red, it's too red; if it's pink, it's too white."
"Yes, I want to read a book today." Ke Mengnan became playful for a moment, moved closer, and chuckled, waiting for her reaction, "This book is indeed good, I like it very much."
Whose voice? The warm voice came very close, as if it was in my ear.
He Shiling raised her head from the book, and there was a young and handsome smiling face in front of her eyes. There were beautiful eyebrows on the face, a smile between the eyebrows, and a beautiful arc at the corner of her mouth. She was looking at she.
Who is this person? Why is he here? He Shiling was slightly startled. He was not a fishing uncle, but a boy of similar age to her!
Very close, eyebrows!
Such a close distance, close enough to see clearly the lines of the person's eyebrows, which were smooth and smooth, without a single clutter. Close enough to see her image in the man's eyes.
Such a close distance made her step back subconsciously, but she forgot about the steps behind her. She missed the step and almost fell to the lawn behind. She immediately moved back a little, and the steps were in contact with the uneven grass. The small gap between one high and one low caused her to sprain her feet unsurprisingly while trying to maintain her balance. The book in her hand also fell due to the shaking, and she made several circles in an ungraceful manner. Freely rolled and slid onto the lake.
"Be careful, steps." Such a big reaction was just to tease her. Ke Mengnan stretched out his hand to pull her, but she failed to do so because she kept retreating. He grabbed the air with his outstretched hand and stopped. After a few seconds, he took it back again.
She seemed to have forgotten that she was standing on a step thirty to forty centimeters above the grass. She might not have known that there was a drainage ditch about ten centimeters deep and twenty centimeters wide between the uneven grass and the steps. .
I saw her staggering back a step again, as if her foot had been touched, but unexpectedly, she stood firm without falling.
"Book -" He Shiling reminded, shaking his sprained right foot, which hurt slightly, but the man smiled and did not respond, "Book - book -"
"I heard it, niece." Ke Mengnan laughed, walked forward a step, and looked at He Shiling funny. Is she nearsighted? Or is it that he has the appearance of someone in his forties or fifties, yet he still calls him uncle? Or is it that he and his father really look alike, even though everyone says he looks like his mother.
Ke Mengnan took another step forward. In view of her reaction just now, he didn't go too close. He stared at her across the distance between the steps and the grass. Did he recognize that he was an uncle by calling "uncle" twice in a row? Is there such a young uncle? Does this girl have poor eyesight?
The pages of the book were about to sink after being soaked in the lake water, but the man walked towards her without noticing. What did he want to do? Wasn't the prank just now enough? niece? Ah. Well, she misidentified the person first.
After taking a look at the book in the lake, He Shiling shook her head slightly and walked forward quickly. She forgot to look at her feet and tripped on the steps unpreparedly. This time, the man was quick-sighted and supported her with both hands.
She almost fell into the arms of the person in front of her. Seeing that her knees were almost parallel to her feet, she almost knelt down and bowed. She couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. She was on the step bar today. She missed it once and kicked it again and again.
A book of Song poetry did her a lot of harm. When had she ever been so reckless? It’s really embarrassing!
"It's the Lantern Festival now, not the Spring Festival. There's no need to give such a big gift, niece!" A burst of loud laughter sounded above her head like an exaggeration.
Ke Mengnan laughed and began to be convinced of his judgment. This girl was not only short-sighted, but also a bit clumsy. She actually "fell" on the same step twice. Suddenly, she began to doubt her father's vision. Maybe she was also a little old-sighted. , "No gifts, niece, I didn't bring any lucky money."
"I'm a storyteller, your book," He Shiling looked at the joking expression on his face and chuckled. This man was really an uncle. Not only was he deaf, but his understanding was also blunted.
To see how long you can still laugh, you glanced at the book that fell on the water. With the help of his hand, you stood firm, patted his arm and pointed to the lake, "Song Ci! Your book fell into the lake. It’s—”
"Song Ci? My book?" Only then did Ke Mengnan realize. It turned out that what she was calling was a book? ! ! What she has been paying attention to has always been the book called Song Ci! But he always thought that he was calling him uncle! Misunderstanding.
Looking in the direction, I found a book. It was swaying slightly in the lake water, dancing up and down, dancing happily, as if waving to him, look at me, look at me.
Is it his Song lyrics? Song Ci was taken away by her!
When did this book fall into the lake? He clearly remembered that she took it and looked like she couldn't put it down. When did she throw it into the lake again?
"Did you throw the book away?" Ke Mengnan lowered his head and looked at the person in front of him. If he was dissatisfied with him, he couldn't throw the book away, right? This way of expressing dissatisfaction is a bit extreme, this little girl! How could you throw it into the lake? You don't care about books! Didn't it mean that she is a book lover and loves Song poetry very much? Could it be that he heard it wrong? !
He Shiling glanced at him, she was really convinced by this "uncle", and she was still looking around unhurriedly, thinking about something. Forget it, she'd better go it alone, that's a hardcover version of Song Ci bound in thread!
"Where are you going? You haven't answered my question yet." Ke Mengnan pulled the person who turned to leave.
"Song Ci, aren't you ready to take it? Uncle!" He Shiling glanced at the hand holding her sleeve, and then at Ke Mengnan. He was so calm, so she didn't have to worry anymore? Or, for him, this book may just be used to decorate the store.
"Of course I want the book. Where are you going?" Ke Mengnan didn't let go and asked again reluctantly.
"I'm going to save Song Ci." He Shiling gestured up and down, then pointed at the book in the lake, and said in a neutral tone, "You are the only one in charge, so I can only take advantage of the passage."
"Go from there! Do you want to fall again?" Ke Mengnan glanced at He Shiling, what was going through his little head? He actually wanted to walk down the grassy slope to get the book. He had no sense of danger at all. No wonder he fell twice in the same place. "Can you swim?"
"Uncle! Can you rescue Song Ci first?" She was speechless. He Shiling gently rubbed her temples with her hands. Today's weather is indeed not suitable for going out.
"Okay, I'll go." When he was about to go down the steps, he found that she was in trouble again. Could it be the sequelae of the fall? He came back again, "What's wrong with you?"
"Save Song Ci first, okay?" He Shiling pointed to the book in the lake. If we delay it any longer, it will really be a waste of natural resources!
"Sit down first and don't move." Books are very important, but the most important thing is people, you little fool! Ke Mengnan pushed He Shiling to sit on the steps and repeatedly told him, "Don't come over."
He Shiling rubbed her temples, looked up at the sky, and then at the person in front of her. He was finally willing to save the book and Song Ci!
It is true that not everyone can understand the mountains and rivers.
