I returned to the kitchen and found a corner to sit down silently.
The banquet outside has just ended, and it is now a lively scene of entertainment, joking, and hanging out. Mountain Ghosts does not only have residences, toys, clothing, games, movies, and shopping malls here. Although it is an antique building, the entertainment life is still there.
Except for things like snack streets and restaurants.
As the protagonist of this banquet, Mr. Zhao naturally had many invitations, but Mr. Zhao just smiled and declined politely.
He said that he wanted to rest for a while, and then started greeting every mountain ghost who passed by at the kitchen door.
Except for me and Lao Sun, no one else knows that this is a farewell.
Even Yi Nuo happily followed Hongxi and the others around, because in the eyes of the mountain ghosts, the banquet would still be held for at least a few days, and Mr. Zhao would still have at least a few more days.
"Well, Mr. Sun, why did you... hiccup... come here?"
The kitchen door curtain was lifted, and a beautiful figure came in.
"Hehe, I'm sorry, the elders are a bit verbose, and they kept holding me back while eating. I've been waiting for a long time."
As she spoke, Qiong Jing's pretty face was flushed, her beautiful eyes were blurry, and she was about to rush towards me with a smile on her lips.
I was stunned, suppressed the shock in my heart, and hurriedly held up this soft and boneless body.
No, why are you so familiar with this?
Didn’t I just say we were still friends?
I was at a loss, and just about to ask, I met a pair of beautiful eyes full of spring water, and the love was obviously overflowing. When the words came to my lips, I swallowed them back.
Oh, it’s over!
"You...did you drink then?"
I felt my heartbeat speeding up. I turned my head to avoid looking at this sinister figure, and tried my best to speak calmly.
"Hehe, one o'clock...it's o'clock. By the way, Mr. Sun, you are ignoring me and I have to keep looking for you everywhere."
Listening to this coquettish act that was both angry and joyful, I felt weak and almost lost my mind. I quickly recited the Buddhist scriptures of Qingxin Jue silently, whatever you like, as long as you can calm down.
"Ha~hehe!"
Qiong Jing leaned her head closer, tilted her head and looked at me, and then suddenly spit out the aromatic orchid-like wine smell at me. She looked at my rapidly turning red face with satisfaction in her beautiful eyes.
I turned my body silently, feeling a headache.
She obviously drank too much, and she was also very bold. I am not Liu Xiahui, but she is still the most beautiful woman I have ever seen in my life, both in figure and appearance.
It’s strange that I didn’t respond when I meowed!
"My Mr. Sun, he is so beautiful!"
ha?
A gentle and light voice suddenly sounded. I was stunned for a moment, and then I stretched out my finger and pointed at myself.
No, it's normal to recognize someone by mistake when you're drunk, but it's amazing that your vision is directly affected when you're drunk, right?
At least as long as I have grown up, no one has ever praised my appearance except my mother.
The magical thing about a popular face is that if you dress very handsomely, your temperament will be a plus; if you dress extremely ugly, your temperament will be detracted from it. This has nothing to do with hairstyle, clothing, or outfit.
In addition to the magical makeup skills that are common to both men and women, old and young...
The Qiongjing in front of me was the first time in my twenty-nine years that a member of the opposite sex, apart from my mother, had praised my appearance.
Even after being drunk...
Thinking like this, I suddenly felt the urge to cry...
"Of course!"
Qiong Jing's nose wrinkled slightly, then she swung her body directly in front of me, her hot breath clearly hitting my face, and then she stretched out two slender white arms and hugged my neck tightly.
"My Mr. Sun is the most, most, most beautiful person in the world!"
Qiong Jing said so firmly, her beautiful eyes, although drunk, were serious, revealing an undeniable determination.
My heart trembled. It was clear that I was holding a soft, fragrant and warm jade in my arms, but I didn't have any desire in my heart. Looking into these beautiful eyes full of love, I seemed to have a thousand words for a moment, but I couldn't express them in my mouth.
She was so convinced.
She is so proud.
She is so serious.
I thought that in today's fast-food society, I might not be able to meet the person I am truly passionate about in this life.
Especially in the twenty-nine years that have passed, I have experienced the throbbing of youth, the catharsis of desire, and the numbness of maturity.
Sometimes I think, maybe it's due to the times, or it may just be a simple personal reason, but I don't deserve to have a love like the one my mother and my old man have.
Moreover, even if my mother and my old man have a perfect love in my opinion, they have experienced many ups and downs in each other's years.
Sensibility overwhelms reason, and heat ignites darkness.
When I was surprised to find that my chest was beating at a speed I had never experienced before, and my sense of smell was greedily trying to occupy the orchid fragrance, I couldn't help but want to hug, talk, be happy and cry. .
I can't help but feel excited.
Far more than the ignorance and ignorance of youth, the so-called "white moonlight of youth" throbs more intensely.
Even your remaining sanity is telling you loudly that there will be no more, no more, and missing you means missing the whole world. This sci-fi-like pie is falling on your head. , even if it’s poisonous, you still have to eat it!
You see, love, no, heartbeat is so terrible, it comes so suddenly, it is more poisonous and stronger than any poison in the world.
Even if moths fly to the flames in front of you, you still yearn for that heat.
And when your desire disappears, all that remains is your love, exclusive possession, distress, and care for her.
Tsk tsk, this is really hopeless, because you have met someone you will never forget in this life, the next life, and the next life.
Run as fast as you can, as far as you can.
If you can really turn around and run...
"Qiong Jing, I..."
I think it may be the time when I mustered up the greatest courage in my life and wanted to lower my head and say something.
"Huh...huhu~"
Qiong Jing had leaned her head on my shoulder and fell asleep quietly.
What can I say, I can only smile bitterly, carefully find a bed to put her in my arms, get up and leave the kitchen.
As for why there is a bed in the kitchen? Well, Mr. Zhao cooked all the time...
As for why the kitchen was repaired so quickly after it exploded, well, immortality species always have their own magic...
When I came outside and felt a little cool breeze, my restless heart slowly calmed down and I felt a little dazed.
One day!
No, only a few hours!
It was only a few hours. I probably would never have thought that in just a few hours, the old man's problem of being single for twenty-nine years would be solved.
And I am still willing to accept this result, even full of secret joy and worry.
I am secretly happy to have such good luck that I never dared to imagine.
The worries are whether I am Qiongjing's destined person, why Qiongjing falls in love with me, whether I can give her a good life, whether she will be in any danger when she goes outside, and whether she and I can Go to the end...
You see, falling in love with someone is so troublesome.
Even if you haven't confessed, you still don't know whether she agrees or not, whether she is sincere or not, whether she is just joking...
You are already so anxious.
Just because of such a simple sentence, you seem to have your entire life, or even several lifetimes, weighed down on you.
He became unlike his usual self.
"Have you finished cleaning up?"
Lao Sun came to me at some point, lit a cigarette coolly, and asked calmly.
"What are you packing? I don't even know what I have."
I looked confused and tried to calm down, trying my best to look the same as before.
Hearing this, Lao Sun had a weird look on his face. He lowered his eyes from his mouth, looked me up and down, and then asked with a puzzled look on his face,
"You didn't say goodbye to sister Qiong Jing without regrets?"
Fuck fuck fuck!
What happened, how did Lao Sun know?
Bah bah bah! I didn't do anything at all, right? !
etc……
"Is this what you're doing with me?"
I looked shocked, but my tone was positive.
"Otherwise."
Lao Sun shrugged his shoulders and continued speaking calmly,
"Otherwise, what do you think this is? Although I can't tell Sister Qiongjing about walking with Mr. Zhao for a while, but just in case something unexpected happens, you, Lao Chuan, can't stay behind?"
Thank you so much, labor and management!
I deadpanned.
Did you say before that humans and mountain ghosts cannot have offspring?
I believe you, you idiot! !
"Oh, it's in vain that I saw Miss Qiong Jing was drunk, so I asked her to come here to find you, and even deliberately diverted the people around the kitchen away. I didn't expect that your grandson would fail again!"
Lao Sun put out the cigarette in his hand, his face full of hatred, and he kept shaking his head.
Is there any way to get rid of this monkey hair?
What about chemical corrosion? Copper-headed iron bones also have to follow the rules of activity, right?
If it doesn’t work, try aqua regia. Anyway, this is the main thing to try.
I looked calm on the outside, but in my heart I was thinking about shopping.
"In that case, let's go. Let's set off while everyone is gone shopping. Mr. Zhao has been waiting for a while."
With a calm face, I followed Lao Sun, turning left and right, through alleys. The lively laughter gradually faded away, and soon, I came to a place I had never seen before.
A dense forest, but then there is an open space in the center, which seems to have just been cleared.
Mr. Zhao was looking at us in the open space with a smile and waving.
"Ogawa is here, how are you? Have you confessed?"
I almost fell down, and the greeting I was about to say with a smile suddenly returned to my stomach.
"What are you talking about?"
I said something speechless, but actually it was to cover up my red face.
"Oh, it seems not. Old man, I thought you would seize the opportunity, Ogawa."
Mr. Zhao said with some disappointment, then smiled again and said,
"Okay, let's leave now."
The old man smiled and walked forward, leading the way, as if he was rushing to a glory.
