"Cuihua, you...are you full? What are you talking nonsense about?"
Liu Huixiang is thin and angry.
The ends of the curved and thin willow eyebrows trembled slightly. Although she was preaching to Zhang Cuihua, she turned her face away.
Since Su Xian and Yang Zhilan came to visit the day before yesterday, they have not been here again.
The "account" that Su Xian once promised her has yet to be seen.
Liu Huixiang has reached the age when she needs a man the most. In addition, she has unilaterally made a lifelong decision and regards herself as Su Xian's woman...
She is actually very leisurely. In addition to making stinky tofu, she also has a lot of leisure time every day.
This person likes to think about things when she has free time. She can't go out to relieve her boredom, and she doesn't have many entertainment activities in the future, so she thinks about Su Xian all day long.
Her admiration for Su Xian, confusion about the future, and Su Xian's "confession" that she had not fulfilled for a long time all made her fall into self-doubt...
All kinds of emotions are intertwined, creating a melancholy, sad and anxious Liu Huixiang.
Sad!
When her melancholy reaches a certain level, she will take on that melancholy temperament in her every move.
Zhang Cuihua saw it in her eyes and was troubled in her heart.
For example, just now, she comforted her with heartfelt words, but Liu Huixiang had that reaction... she could not hide her face.
Zhang Cuihua had no choice but to shake her head gently.
…
Two quarters of an hour later.
In Liu Huixiang's boudoir.
The oil lamp had been blown out and she had gone to bed.
It's another sleepless night... But Liu Huixiang is not afraid, because she only needs to resort to "fantasy" to survive this difficult time.
But tonight, for some reason, she felt very confused.
After closing her eyes, although she began to fantasize and make up plots, she could not integrate into it no matter what. She was like a stranger...
After several attempts, Liu Huixiang let out a long sigh, opened her eyes and stared blankly at the collapsed top of the embroidery, feeling like she was back to the time when she couldn't sleep.
At this time, Zhang Cuihua's words echoed in her ears.
initiative!
Regarding this issue, she had actually thought about it three days ago. At that time, she had some thoughts, but due to the shyness of her daughter's family, she did not put it into practice.
But tonight is different.
With a clear mind, she lay on the bed, opened her eyes, thought and struggled for a long time, and finally made up her mind——
She needs to take the initiative!
She was really tired of waiting in agony!
She urgently needs to know what Su Xian's "explanation" is!
Also, Liu Huixiang is already twenty-five years old. If you continue to delay, you will become old. You can’t wait any longer. You can’t wait any longer. If you continue to delay, this life will be over!
As if she suddenly had an epiphany, her anxiety took over and she was no longer hindered by her daughter's shyness.
After she figured it out, she directly lifted off the quilt and climbed up, lit the oil lamp, walked around the house for a while, and finally stopped under the wall.
I still remember that this is where Su Xian climbed up the wall that night. There was a small hole in the wall that could be climbed through by one person.
A bold idea suddenly came to her mind——
Climb up the wall, stick your upper body into the hole, then lie down on it, support your head with your hands, and say with a smile: "Sir, who do you think I am?"
Undoubtedly, this idea is very bold.
Especially for her who was born in a scholarly family, this kind of behavior is just like a bitch, it is too outrageous.
I remember that a long time ago, when she was still young, she secretly read some banned books in the boudoir. There were similar plots in those bad books...
At that time, Liu Huixiang secretly cursed the women in the book as "bitches" and "low-life".
But now, she actually wants to do something like that... It is true that there is reincarnation in the way of heaven, Liu Huixiang couldn't help but smile bitterly.
However, although this idea is good, she is a weak woman and cannot climb up at all...
The only way to meet is if Mr. Su comes over... Liu Huixiang thought in her heart.
But how to get him to come?
After thinking about it for a while, she caught a glimpse of the manuscript papers on the table that were filled with simplified numbers, and it suddenly dawned on her that she could use slips of paper to pass messages.
But the four treasures of the study are all in the study next door. If you go to get them, you may alert Zhang Cuihua next door... After hesitating for a while, Liu Huixiang made up his mind.
She held the oil lamp, gently pulled the door latch, then opened the door gently, then carefully went out and walked to the door of the study...
During this process, she held her breath the whole time and did not dare to breathe out.
Fortunately, Zhang Cuihua was not disturbed after entering the study.
I quickly packed up the Four Treasures of the Study, put them on a tray, and walked out of the study. However, because I was too nervous, the tray hit the door, making a loud "dong".
At that moment, Liu Huixiang's heart almost jumped out of her chest.
She stopped where she was, feeling like her little secret had been discovered by Zhang Cuihua, and felt intense embarrassment in her heart.
In Zhang Cuihua's room next door, the lights were turned on, and there were footsteps and Zhang Cuihua's anxious shouting: "The thief will be captured quickly! Don't be afraid, young lady, the servant is here..."
Soon, Zhang Cuihua opened the door and came out, holding a wooden stick in her hand, a ruthless look on her fleshy face, and sharp eyes.
"Miss, what are you doing?" However, when she saw Liu Huixiang, she was at a loss and stood frozen at the door.
"Don't be nervous Cuihua, I'm fine." Liu Huixiang forced herself to calm down, walked back to the boudoir with the tray, and said, "I couldn't sleep at night, so I just wanted to get up and look at the account book, but I didn't want to disturb you..."
"I see, this servant thought there was a thief in the house." Zhang Cuihua did not doubt that he was there.
"Go back and rest quickly, don't worry about me."
"Miss, you should go to bed early when you're done."
"..."
After closing the door and pulling the bolt, Liu Huixiang leaned her back against the wall and pressed her hands tightly on her beating heart. It was so dangerous!
After sorting out her emotions, Liu Huixiang placed the Four Treasures of the Study on the table and pondered while studying ink. For what reason should she invite Su Xian over?
Originally, this way of meeting was already too outrageous, and it was only under extreme anxiety that she overcame her shyness and took action.
However, if she was asked to write something like "Mr. Su, I miss you, please climb over the wall and have a tryst with me" on the note, it was absolutely impossible.
Ancient women, after all, ancient women, could not be so unrestrained.
After a while, the ink was polished, but she still had no clue.
I picked up the pen and meditated for a long time with my eyebrows raised. The tip of the pen, soaked in ink, hovered above the paper, and I didn't write for a long time.
After a long time, she quietly put down her pen and sighed.
Just as he was about to laugh at himself, he suddenly remembered that he had taken off his makeup. If Su Xian came over later, it would be bad if he was not beautiful enough.
With this thought in her mind, she forgot about "what should be written on the note" and walked quickly to the dressing table.
I opened the makeup and rouge box, put on simple and elegant light makeup, tied my three thousand black hair into a simple but beautiful bun, and inserted my favorite hairpin and other jewelry.
A quarter of an hour later.
A simple but elegant woman was born.
She looked back and forth in front of the bronze mirror and was quite satisfied.
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