Chapter 395 Chapter 3 Magic Man

"Looking for spring must be early in the early spring. To see the flowers, don't wait for the flowers and branches to grow old. The misty color of jade is tender, and the spirits are floating and the face is clear. Why do you have to laugh frequently, and the forbidden garden returns late in spring. Together with drunkenness and leisurely comment, poetry is formed with the karma. "Then, the handsome man let out a series of laughter.The laughter is clear and long, like the bell of an ancient temple. The girl couldn't understand what he meant, but was attracted by his laughter, and couldn't take her eyes off his face for a long time.The man's eyes shone like stars, as if he was far away from her, yet close to her.

"The girl on the roof of Penglai Courtyard is closed, and there is no one talking in the painting hall during the daytime. Throwing the pillow under the light of emerald clouds, smelling the strange fragrance of embroidered clothes. The beads are locked and moving, and I hate the dream of silver screen. The face is full of slow smiles, and there is no limit to seeing each other." That strange person The man read out a series of things that she couldn't understand, which made her feel dazed, feeling like a fly had gotten into her ear, buzzing uncomfortably. From time to time, there were sporadic sounds of firecrackers not far away, but at this time, it was also indistinct, and the sound seemed to be much quieter than before.

On the contrary, the man's voice gradually increased, ringing in his ears like a village trumpet.The sound penetrated from her ears into her body, forcing her heart to beat thumping, like a savage yet tender beast crashing into her bosom, she couldn't help but put her hands on her chest. "The flowers are bright, the moon is dark, the cage is light, and the sky is good to go to Lang's side today! Panty socks, walking on the fragrant steps, carrying golden shoes. See you at the south bank of the painting hall, always trembling with others. It is difficult for a slave to come out, so I teach you how to show mercy." That one The man moved closer to her.She seemed to remember what he said once upon a time.But if I want to remember when I heard it, I can't.

"It's hard for a slave to get out, teach you how you want to pity....It's hard for a slave to get out, teach you how to be merciful." She repeated this sentence in her mouth.This sentence left the deepest impression on her, but she still can't remember when and where she heard it. The man took her other hand. The incense slipped from her hand, and the dark red incense head stuck on the wet ground, gradually lost its light like a dying firefly, and gently and quietly merged into the boundless darkness. She saw several neighbor's children running behind the man.They cheered and joyfully waved the incense sticks and firecrackers in their hands.The red incense burner draws strange symbols in the air.But they didn't seem to notice that there was a strange man here at all.In normal times, this group of playful kids would at least stop and look sideways at this stranger.

But they didn't. She watched the neighbor's children drift away in surprise, and then turned back to look at the man who was holding her hand.The man was staring at her with passionate eyes, as if she were a blank sheet of paper, scanning from top to bottom, left to right.She retracted her hand unconsciously, but the man held her tightly. "The evening makeup is just over. Shen Tan lightly injects a little bit, revealing a little lilac to people. A Qing song, temporarily citing the broken cherry. The sleeves are remnant and beautiful. The cup is deeply swirled and washed with fragrant mash, and the embroidery bed leans against it. Jiao Wuna. Chew the red velvet and spit at Tan Lang with a smile." The man read a series of things unhurriedly.

"Shen Tan be careful, revealing cloves to people..." She felt that this sentence was very familiar again, and she turned her questioning gaze to the man opposite, hoping that he would give an explanation.The man smiled and said nothing.Her cheeks on both sides suddenly burned, and her heart beat even faster. If you have anything to do, just come directly, why bother to dawdle like this.She said anxiously. She couldn't help being surprised when this idea came out.Why do I think so?What will happen to me and him?How can I be so impatient? In an instant, she remembered many things that she had forgotten.She remembered that one night not long ago, it was also this man, and it was also these few incomprehensible words.

Thinking of those, her face became even redder and hotter! "No wonder my parents asked me if I had done that with another man. It turns out..." She questioned the man opposite, but the fire in her heart was already blazing. Originally, there was infinite resentment and infinite blame in her heart, but when she said it, she couldn't help it. The taste has changed.It sounded like blaming the man for coming too slowly, resenting that the two of them hadn't seen each other for a long time and hadn't been intimate. The sound of firecrackers in my ears became more and more blurred, and the surrounding scenery gradually receded to the back of the night.

"How can you do this?" she asked softly.Her mind was already full of images of the two of them entangled.Those scenes are something she is usually ashamed to talk about, and she usually hastily flips through them when she sees them in miscellaneous books.But those scenes are now playing in her mind like an unstoppable player. The man put her in his arms and asked: "To find spring, you must first spring early. To see flowers, don't wait for the flowers to grow old. What's the matter? Don't you want to?" She nodded, then shook her head hastily. An ambiguous smile was drawn on the corner of the man's mouth, leading her to walk outside the ground.

"Where are we going?" She asked timidly.The angry faces of her parents and the crying face of her grandfather floated past her eyes like autumn leaves.She was startled and resisted: "No, I can't go..." Just as she was about to stand still, the man touched her head, and the stopping power at her feet disappeared, and she followed the man into the deeper darkness involuntarily. I don't know how long they walked, maybe half an hour, maybe only a minute, they came to a place she had never seen before.There are trees all around, and the trees are close to each other.She looked around, not knowing which direction she came in from.After staying for a while, she felt that she had been to this place before.

"Where is this?" she asked anxiously. The man finally let go of her hand and said, "Every time you come here, you have to ask again." She froze for a moment, thinking in her heart, could it be that I used to come here often?But why is my memory fuzzy?She thought of being locked up in the main room by her parents and rolling on the hairy spurs all over the floor, and suddenly felt sore and achy all over. "No." She said impatiently.She wanted to walk away, although she hadn't figured out which direction she came in from. "You can't go anymore, look at your feet." The man showed an evil smile, and the previous gentleness was gone.