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72 Mediocre

This extremely uncoordinated pair just walked stiffly one behind the other to go shopping.

Qiuqiu asked the people in Suiyunge and learned that there was a large business store not far to the east. There were also many ordinary people living here on Dongzhou Island, mostly fishermen, and merchant ships often passed by here, so the island

There are several shops in the area.

Qiuqiu stood at the door and took a look. The store here was different from the ones in the Central Plains. In fact, it was more like a large warehouse. The owner of the warehouse was not the owner of the goods. Others sent the goods here. If the transaction was concluded, he would only take a cut of the goods.

become.

Qiuqiu bought almost everything she saw, and she yelled like a country bumpkin who had never seen the world. The guard followed silently to pay the bill. For a while, he really couldn't deal with this chattering little girl.

Connected with the girl who was practicing swordplay in the morning light just now...

Maybe it was just a flash in the pan in the morning, and she was essentially a shallow person.

Maybe it's just her disguise now, but people who are different will always want to hide something.

Not only that, they obviously came out after having breakfast, and they basically had no need for food, but when they saw the bread seller on the roadside, she actually asked for two more pieces of cake and gave one piece to him.

The serious and arrogant guard was holding this cake...and the strange looks from passers-by——

The contrast between the iceberg face dressed in black and the hot, brown pancake is so great, okay?

He took the piece of cake and ate it without throwing it away. He was as stiff as a piece of wood and continued to follow Qiuqiu.

"Brother Guan."

"yes."

Qiuqiu laughed: "Don't be so serious, be more relaxed. Is there anything you want to say to me?"

The guard looked at her in surprise.

What's so surprising about this? He looked at her and hesitated to speak. How could she not see it if she wasn't blind?

Qiuqiu sat down on a tree stump by the roadside and motioned to the guard to sit down as well: "If you have anything to say, just say it."

The guard didn't know what to say. He looked down at the cake in his hand and took a big bite.

Qiuqiu looked at him as if he had a grudge against the cake and stuffed it all into his mouth in two or three mouthfuls. She silently handed him the water bag——

He choked.

After drinking another half of the bag of water, the guard who had regained his breath asked: "Miss Jingqiu, you..."

"Just call me Jingqiu." Qiuqiu said, "No need to be so polite."

We may have to get along with each other for a long time in the future, and it will be awkward for everyone to always be so polite and reserved.

"How many years have you...been a beginner?"

Qiuqiu said: "It's less than ten years."

It's only so short.

The guard felt a little surprised, but when he thought about it, he felt that it was expected.

"Then, what kind of person do you want to be in the future?"

Why is it the same title as the primary school student's essay?

Almost everyone wrote this kind of composition when they were young. What is your ideal? What kind of person do you want to be?

No matter what their true thoughts are, most people will write that they hope to be a great person, hope to be a useful person to society, hope to be...and so on. Many.

Qiuqiu also wrote about it, but now she can't remember what she wrote about at that time. It was probably nurses, doctors, teachers, etc. If it was a boy, she might also write about police, soldiers, scientists, etc.

However, in this life, she had never thought about what she would become. When asked by the guard, Qiuqiu couldn't think of an answer for a while.

"What about you? Who do you want to be?"

Guan Wei replied without hesitation: "Take over the master's position and become one of the nine palm peaks. You must practice swordsmanship hard, enter the Tao with the sword, and make a living with the sword."

Wow, my life goals are so clear.

It can be seen that Guan Wei is very clear about his life direction and is unswerving.

"I think, no matter what kind of person I will become in the future, as long as I have a clear conscience, that's enough."

The guard was obviously very dissatisfied with this answer. His eyes narrowed.

Qiuqiu also felt that this answer was perfunctory, but she did think so. She didn't feel sorry for others, nor did she feel sorry for herself.

As for whether she wants to become a big shot and whether she must achieve something, she really isn't that ambitious.

Perhaps she was born to be mediocre and far from ambitious.

"Let's go back, we have to rush today."

Qiuqiu came back with a full load from this shopping trip. As long as she looked at the novel things, she basically bought a lot.

The guard didn't know that she bought these things to keep her spiritual pets, so he immediately put the blame entirely on her.

The sea breeze blew the hairband on Qiuqiu's head to flutter in the wind, like a dragonfly with long wings, flickering in and out of her hair.

It seems that they are no different from when they left. But if you look carefully, there are still differences. Qiuqiu will get lost in his thoughts from time to time.

She was thinking about the issue of guarding just now. What kind of person would she become in the future?

She definitely can't be a great person, she doesn't have that much ability, nor does she have that big of a mind.

But everyone’s ideal is not to become a mediocre little person.

This is a question that can be pondered for a long time, and even if you have an answer, you can overturn it and think about it again.

As for the guards, there have also been changes.

At first the guard Qiuqiu met was very proud, but now he is confused.

Such a psychological change is not small. At the very least, the guard who is walking behind Qiuqiu can no longer see his arrogance like a lone wolf at the beginning. Instead, he follows Qiuqiu step by step with a kind of thoughtful silence.

When they entered Suiyun Pavilion, someone happened to come out. Dongfang Yun was walking out with an elderly man. The old man had white hair and white beard, frowned, and was wearing a red and blue robe. The material was quite elegant. Dongfang Yun was better than him.

One step behind, it seems that this old man should be a relatively high-status person in the Eastern family.

Qiuqiu remembered that Shi'er said that there might be guests coming today, was this the person he was talking about?

They happened to meet each other at the door. Qiuqiu stood aside and asked the man to leave first.

Dongfang Yun also greeted Guan Wei: "Brother Guan, did you just come back?"

The guard nodded and turned his gaze to the old man.

Dongfang Yun had to introduce him: "This is my great-uncle." He then introduced Guan Wei: "This is brother Guan Shi, who came with Brother Lin."

The old man stopped, greeted the guard politely, and said: "If there is no emergency, I will stay a few more days. I usually can't invite such distinguished guests."

Qiuqiu took it for granted that she was ignored. Xiao Douding didn't have much weight at all. Why did she introduce her?

The old gentleman looked quite distressed and was in a hurry, so he left without staying long.

Qiuqiu and the others did not stay longer on Dongzhou Island. Dongfang Yun repeatedly tried to persuade him to stay, but seeing that there was really no hope of keeping him, he also presented a generous gift of Cheng Yi. Lin Su declined a few words and accepted it.

In his opinion, the news they brought was a loss for them in exchange for such a share of Cheng Yi.

Linghe and Luying carried four people and moved farther and farther away from Dongzhou Island. When Qiuqiu looked back, there was only a blurry shadow left on Dongzhou Island with blue sea and silver sand. Linghe got into the clouds and mist.

, even this shadow can no longer be seen.

Qiuqiu felt a trace of reluctance.

I forgot where I saw this sentence, life is a process of constant encounters and farewells.

Her end is not here.

She buried her head on Shi'er's back.

Shi'er's hand came back to hug her: "Are you cold?"

He didn't feel it even if he didn't say it, but when he said it, Qiuqiu really felt a little cold, so she moved closer to Shi'er without being polite. (To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to

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