But the old fortune teller somehow felt that he was not satisfied with the result. I was about to say something nice when I heard him say slowly:
"What if another man minds him getting close to someone else?"
The first moment after listening, a light gaze fell on him, gentle and quiet, but like a watcher waiting unhurriedly in the darkness.
Suddenly I felt like a knife was on my neck.
The old man had no choice but to think carefully about how to answer. He vaguely felt that something was not right. He considered the words before replying: "That brother must be very important to him."
It's very important...brother?
Linhuai lowered her eyelashes, her soft and thick eyelashes lightly covering her eyes, her emotions falling in the darkness silent.
Finally, she frowned uncomfortably, her beautiful eyebrows like an ink painting, and moved lightly to leave.
The old fortune teller knew that the man was about to leave, so he quickly reached out to pull the corner of his robe, but missed it.
Escape lightly and neatly.
He had no choice but to say anxiously: "Hey, I'll help you tell your fortune and solve your doubts for free. Don't you plan to rescue me?"
Linhuai stopped in his steps, and when he turned around, he glanced at him with his beautiful dark eyes, and said in a serious tone:
"You did something wrong to be locked up here."
They deceive people and get money by making up random things.
The old man immediately understood what the other party meant, and his first reaction was to laugh in anger.
However, although!
It seems like you haven’t deceived him, right? !
I told him the truth twice for free.
The old fortune teller held the iron railing and retorted:
"A gentleman loves money and gets it in a wise way. The young master came to me in the middle of the night to tell my fortune and solve my doubts. He didn't pay me and didn't help me out. Isn't this considered defrauding my property?"
Lin Huai shook his head gently, the night wind came in from the entrance of the cave, and the clear moonlight rendered the snow-white robes. His long hair was soaked in the wind and lined his fair and delicate profile, and he said slowly:
“Making money from bad people is not cheating.”
The old fortune teller: "..." In my eyes, you are the bad person.
The man left without mercy. The old man sneered and added as if to retaliate:
"Young master must have accepted the peach blossom calamity."
The other party's hearing is excellent.
The outer door is dark and silent, and the ink-soaked night falls silently on the clothes. The young man raised his long eyelashes, as if he had not regained consciousness, and his eyes, which were always calm and gentle, were filled with emotion.
The light steps swayed slightly on the roof, a little unsteady, and finally stopped stiffly.
The tiles fell into pieces.
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Suna stretched happily and returned to the umbrella shop to look at the young man making umbrellas beside the counter.
The corners of his lips curved, and he walked towards that direction faster, the rhythm highlighting the master's pleasure.
"Shop Manager Lin, I need your help with something!"
She was about to put her hand on the other person's shoulder like before, but was avoided.
Suna's outstretched hand froze in the air, then slowly retracted it to his side, blinking and looking at him inexplicably.
Lin Huai turned around quickly, his long eyelashes trembling slightly to hide the panic in his eyes, and said as calmly as possible: "What's the matter?"
"That's it..." Suna walked up to him again, staring straight at him. From the corner of his eye, he saw ink dripping on the piece of oil paper attached to the umbrella.
He looked weird, "What's wrong with you?"
"It's okay." Linhuai pursed his lower lip, gradually distanced himself from her, and said in a calm voice, "Just tell me what's going on."
There is no issue of metering and charging in the first place.
Suna was a little confused by his sudden alienation, but it didn't look like a raw one.
After thinking about it for a while, I couldn't figure out the reason, so I finished what I just said:
"I would like to ask the shopkeeper to help me settle an account."
He took out the account books obtained from the Ye family, which he wanted to return before he discovered them.
