Chapter 20 Poetry and Prose.1

Youth C glanced at the flowers on the table again, a satisfied smile appeared on his lips, and continued to walk in the room.His eyes were fixed on his toes, and the narrow shiny toes of the yellow leather boots rose and fell.He seemed to see that every time the toe of the boot was turned up, a rainbow rose, a pink flower, which was exactly the same flower that was sent by his cousin and was now placed on the desk. He couldn't help smiling drunkenly again, because he saw that the flowers floating from the toes were now also smiling charmingly; he recognized at once that this lovely smile was the face of his cousin who occupied his whole heart.Occupy his whole heart? "Whole" - mind?Youth C is confident at this time without any shame.When he met his cousin for the first time two weeks ago, he said to himself in his heart: "Finally, a woman who can catch my heart!" The clear spring is like a drowning man grasping a board. "The soul took a bath!" He used this sentence to describe his sweet and refreshing state of mind.And Bingxue's smart cousin seems to have seen his secrets; so when she delivered flowers today, she said to him in a lovely voice like a breeze:

"Bingge, do you like these white roses? I hope you only see the white and fragrant flowers, and don't think of the sharp thorns on the flower stalks! On the road of life, there are white and fragrant flowers, and there are also sharp thorns. People will forget that there are thorns and only think about flowers!" At that time, his eyes were also wet, his heart was full of memories, his throat was filled with happiness, and he couldn't say a word.If it wasn't for such a beautiful and gentle cousin, he would have hugged her straight forward, using countless kisses instead of answering; but in front of the goddess-like cousin, he could only send his gratitude with tears in his eyes.He always felt that he became more noble and holy in front of his cousin, and it seemed that his secret sins were less oppressive.

The lightning-like memory of this moment made him stop in front of the desk; he lowered his head and pressed a kiss on the bouquet of white roses in a daze, then turned and looked at a coat mirror. The one who smiled at him in the mirror was a young man with a slender fit and a handsome charm; a pair of medium-sized eyes, rippling with quiet waves when staring at them, and burning with passion when they moved instantaneously; , Even when there is no words, it seems that there are gentle whispers whispering. Youth C couldn't help laughing alone.A majestic person like him should be regarded as not humiliating his cousin?And only people like him can understand what is the spiritual beauty of women?How hard he himself was to believe that he had once turned himself upside down to a woman with nothing but flesh!He thought it was a dream.Sober, he would never be so vulgar and despicable!

Suddenly he saw a head protruding from behind him in the mirror.The thick black hair, the long eyebrows and eyes, the blush between the brows, the half-open smile, all passed through his whole body like an electric current, and he was shocked.He took a step back instinctively, and at the same time said in his heart: "Nature is just an illusion. Could it be true that she is here again?" However, the head in the mirror also took a step forward, and the half-hateful and half-resentful gaze was fixed from the mirror. he.It was like a fire that consumed the web of his fantasies and kindled his rage again.He turned around abruptly, and was face to face with a slender woman; he frowned and opened his eyes wide, as if he was too angry to speak.