Meng Xinghe's talk is the kind of thing that sounds very decent and chewy at first. Then he suddenly makes a slanderous remark that is so rude and unpleasant that you just want to kick him. Although Miss Du doesn't understand what's in the middle at the moment. Meaning. But she is not stupid. Looking at Meng Xinghe's wretched expression, she immediately thought of something with a blushing face. For a wife like her who has already passed puberty long ago and is a teacher, she naturally understands what Meng Xinghe said. What does it mean?
Since I started teaching and educating people, I have never met a student like Meng Xinghe who doesn't know how to be humble. The master frowned slightly and ignored Meng Xinghe's frivolous words. After hearing it too much, she got used to it. Now she thinks clearly. The most powerful way to deal with Meng Xinghe is to be patient. As the old saying goes, don't fight, just be patient. She can't go against the talkative Meng Xinghe over something that doesn't matter at all. Because that will only make her look eager to compete. .
He remained silent and continued to drive the horses with his whip. The pasture behind the school yard was not big. A dozen horses were leisurely eating green grass on it. The master ignored Meng Xinghe and found a piece of clean grass and sat down cross-legged.
The breeze blew against her face, raising her plain black hair. The master straightened his hair and saw Meng Xinghe in the distance, like a white jade statue with a smile on his face.
After a while, Meng Xinghe strolled over. He raised his hips and sat next to the Master. He held wild flowers and weeds pulled from unknown places in his hands. The Master watched his nimble hands constantly changing patterns. She was somewhat curious like a girl. To put it lightly: "How do you know how to make a straw felt hat out of splendens and wild flowers? Have you ever been outside the Great Wall?"
"Been there. A long time ago." Hearing this, Meng Xinghe thought of going to Xinjiang in his previous life, which is what Master said outside the Great Wall. He had seen local nomads weaving such things. He went there with his girlfriend at the time. I was in my second year of college. It was summer vacation when I went there. After I came back, my ex-girlfriend flew to the United States of America and there has been no news from her since.
"Why? You mentioned your sad things." Unexpectedly, Meng Xinghe still had sad things in his heart. The master actually became interested.
Meng Xinghe did not shy away from it. His ex-girlfriend was indeed the woman he remembered the most in his life. Even though Meng Xinghe often took root among women in the years after she went abroad, she was not as crazy as when he entered college. And romantic matters involve the love between men and women. Because in his opinion, no matter how beautiful and unswerving the love is, it will either be ruined by society or ruined by others. Therefore, Meng Xinghe never blames the person who is doing it for a better life. And the girlfriend who chose to go abroad for gilding and even planned to get married and have children there. Even though it was already the Tang Dynasty more than a thousand years ago. Putting aside the breakup of the original separation, there was still a shadow of her in Meng Xinghe's heart. Just like breaking into a virgin The first man in the body and the first love left in a man's heart can be kept in the heart and thought about for a lifetime. As for who is who in the end, it is no longer important. Life is more than just meeting for the first time. What's more, It's love.
Weaving the splendens and flowers in his hands into the shape of a felt hat, Meng Xinghe put it as a pillow under his head. He lay on the grass and said leisurely: "I have to wait for several reincarnations before I can see you."
Perhaps it was these sour words that were so effective for women that made the master on the side once again look solemnly at Meng Xinghe's face that was not handsome, but not annoying to women either.
"What's her name?" Finally, the master couldn't help but want to ask the name of the woman who had a place in Meng Xinghe's heart. He didn't know what kind of woman it was that could silence this playful man who liked to talk and have the guts to have sex with him. Age-benefiting maturity.
Meng Xinghe pulled a piece of grass and held it in his mouth. I remember that he often did this on the lawn when he was in college. And often she who was lying next to him would pull the grass out of his mouth and then bite it in like him. In her mouth, she pouted and made some playful gestures, which made Meng Xinghe's whole body feel like he had been injected with chicken blood. He immediately jumped on her and kissed her thin and shiny red lips hard. But at this time, she could only He beat Meng Xinghe powerlessly. He yelled "bad husband" and let Meng Xinghe have his way with him.
"Celadon." Meng Xinghe smiled lightly as he read this almost forgotten name.
Master Du pulled the grass from Meng Xinghe's mouth and lay beside him. He followed Meng Xinghe's example and chewed it. He frowned and said, "It's bitter."
As she spoke, she sat up and threw the grass in her mouth to the ground. She half stuck out her tongue. It was quite cute. Then she lay down and turned sideways. She looked at Meng Xinghe motionless with joy.
Meng Xinghe felt as if he had seen the original version of celadon. However, the person in front of him was a woman wearing a Tang suit, with a graceful figure and a strong scholarly atmosphere. He turned his head and stared deeply at the spotless woman in front of him. From the most fascinating Starting from the two thin eyebrows, then to the complex and changeable eyes, which are pure and full of determination. Finally, there is the straight bridge of the nose, which is the most representative of oriental women. The weak breath of the nose reveals incomparable delicacy. The red lips The lips are slightly tilted to both sides. The beauty is so breathtaking. It can almost tear out people's hearts.
On this lawn, which was no bigger than a living room, the Master was lying on his side, looking into Meng Xinghe's eyes. There was only a short distance between them, and they could even feel each other's breath of different thicknesses.
When Meng Xinghe's hands suddenly climbed up the curved waist, the wife opposite her visibly shook her body. But surprisingly, she didn't reach out to stop her. However, her heart jumped at this moment. It had never jumped before. Being so close to a man, she looked at Meng Xinghe's face slowly moving towards him. Her fair face flushed instantly. As her breathing quickened, she slowly closed her eyes. She seemed to be pouting and waiting for something to look forward to. things.
This girl is really blind in love and a genius in academics. Judging from her appearance, Meng Xinghe knows that even if he takes advantage of her on this lawn today and kisses her on the mouth, it is not impossible.
"Wake up. Stop dreaming." Meng Xinghe pinched the master's red cheek. This girl's skin is really good. Pinch a few more times.
"Hmm...ah..." The master thought that Meng Xinghe had already done that kind of thing to her. He was thinking about how they would face each other when he opened his eyes later. Unexpectedly, he felt like his face was being pulled back and forth. It was not like that. It's that long-awaited feeling.
She immediately opened her eyes and felt something being pressed on her head. She took it off and saw that it was the straw felt hat Meng Xinghe had just knitted. Meng Xinghe was looking at her with a smirk on his face, feeling very satisfied in his heart.
In such a situation, no matter how reserved a woman is, she will be angry. The master couldn't help but tear the straw hat in his hand into pieces and smash it on Meng Xinghe. It scattered all over the ground. There was a sighing and depressed expression on his face, as if he was mocking himself.
It's so ridiculous to be an imbecile woman.
"I, Du Xuan, am not worthy of the celadon I gave you back."