Chapter 197 Chapter Thirty-Four The Thorny Rose

"Do you have anything else to say?" The woman asked with a sigh, leaving a thumb-sized crack in the door.Her hand was on the edge of the door, ready to close the remaining space between the two of them at any moment. Even though the night is so deep, there are many sleepless people.In addition to Xuan Po and this woman, there are Taoist Gui and Grandpa.Although Taoist Gui controls the red-haired ghost with great power, he is worried about whether the selection of wives will succeed.Although Grandpa has the guidance of Grandpa's manuscript, he is worried that things will not develop according to the plan.What they didn't expect was that Xuanpo actually fell in love with this womanizer.

There is another insomniac this night, and that is me. The girl I liked wrote to me that she had dreamed of a fox every night since she received the silver coins from me.That fox was standing in the dark, not knowing the color of its fur, only seeing two fiery red eyes. Like my own earlier dream of a rose with thorns, I did not understand the meaning of this dream.It shouldn't be a good dream, I could only think about it in this simple way. For the chosen woman, the woman who stayed overnight at his house might not be a rose with thorns, beautiful and dangerous. "What else do you want to say? Do you just want to say good night to me, or have a good dream?" The woman's tone was slightly mocking.Some mean women are like this. If you can't satisfy her, she will make you feel uncomfortable with her words.Xuan Po can hear the hidden meaning in the woman's language - since I took the initiative just now and didn't let me step down, don't try to succeed now.

The chosen woman's hands lost strength again.It's not much different from that night in the woods. At the beginning, I mustered up the courage, but when I implemented it, I was often weak. The door closed slowly.The lady-in-law bowed her head and left the door, and placed two benches in the main room. She used her hands as pillows and lay on her back on the benches.There were rustling sounds from inside the house, and the woman was about to go to bed.The slight sound of footsteps can also be heard clearly, as if every step is on his heart. The chosen woman guessed what the woman across the door was doing at this moment.Is she in bed?Did she close her eyes and go to sleep?Or is she just as sleepless as I am?If she hadn't slept at this time, would she have recalled the situation over and over again like herself, would she regret closing the door so resolutely?Would she secretly open the door when he wasn't looking, hoping for a glimmer of hope?

There was a "bang" sound in the room, and the selection woman sat up from the bench quickly, listening to the situation inside. The lady-in-law heard the woman complain softly that the chair was disgusting. It turned out that she accidentally knocked down the chair.He heard the sound of "Deng Deng" again, and the woman stood up the fallen chair.Then there was silence.The lady-in-law did not hear the creaking of the bed, nor the sound of skin rubbing against the sheets.The wooden bed chosen by the wife is very old, and a slight movement will make rhythmic noises. But he didn't hear these voices. Could it be that the woman stood motionless in front of the chair?Is she thinking about something, or is she deliberately waiting for my reaction?The heart of choosing a wife is hesitant.Xuan Po experimented when she was a child, drawing a circle around a hurrying ant, the ant would hesitate when walking on the circumference of the circle, and even be trapped inside for a while, because the ant's sense of smell was disturbed.Xuanpo felt that she was a lost ant at this time, and she didn't know whether she should break through this circle, or whether the path ahead was right.Did the woman knock over the chair on purpose just now?Deliberately making noise to lure me in?She was embarrassed to take the initiative to explain, so she had to use this method to express it to me implicitly?If I break in at this time, will she accept it willingly?

If she did accidentally knock over the chair, am I being overwhelmed?Isn't my reckless entry rather embarrassing?There seemed to be two ant-like tentacles growing on the head of the chosen woman, and she carefully explored and guessed the "circle" in front of her like walking on thin ice. He also did this when he was a child, taking some food and putting it next to an ant nest to lure the ants inside to come out to eat and carry it.Then, he moved the food to another similar ant nest, leading to another nest of ants to eat and carry.In this way, the two nests of ants fought because of the competition for food, causing countless casualties.

His head is now also divided into two ant nests, and the two sides are fighting inseparably.With such chaotic thoughts, he couldn't fall asleep.He thought of the moon that night, the grass, the woods, and the girl.I can't lose another chance, the chooser told herself. Just as the woman's butt was less than one centimeter away from the bench, there was another noise in the room. The woman's footsteps sounded in his heart again, and he walked towards the bed step by step.Then there was the sound of quilt rubbing, which disappointed the selection woman very much.The woman fell asleep.Regardless of whether the collision just now was intentional or not, the opportunity has already been missed, and nothing will help.

The lady-in-law propped her hands on the stiff bench, her buttocks were reluctant to sit back on the bench for a long time.The mottled walls loomed in the night, as if I was sitting at the bottom of unfathomable water, lonely and desperate.For a moment, he sat in a trance in the woods that night that year, silently waiting for the stars to disperse, leaving only the morning star in the east. In an instant, ups and downs came to my heart together. "Wine, wine..." He stretched his hand weakly forward, as if a drowning person was asking for help from the shore, "Wine, wine, wine..." Whenever he felt this feeling in his heart, he needed the rescue of wine the most.

At this moment, he didn't think about it any more, and walked directly to the door, reached out and knocked on the door.The purpose is simple, and the mind will not be burdened.Even his fingers didn't flinch at all before knocking on the door, even a little decisively, but the force was very small.After all, it was late, and the louder voice could be heard by the neighbors. "What are you doing? I'm already asleep." The woman replied inside. Xuan Po couldn't care so much anymore, and didn't explain, she raised her hand and knocked on the door, duk duk duk. "What are you doing? It's so late, why don't you sleep well?" The woman complained in the house, but the sound of her getting up and opening the door was still not heard.

"I want to drink, the wine is under the table of the Eight Immortals." Xuan Po touched her nose. "You push hard, the door is not closed! Stupid!" The last word "stupid" draws a very long voice, which is quite meaningful.