Finding Glowing Beauty in Books - Chapter 54

The two men wandered around around the circle and rushed back before eleven.

At this time, many guests came to check in and asked for lunch. There were many words in the Confucian language, and Lan Ning was busy, and took the initiative to ask: “Is there anything I need to help?”

Lan Ning said: “How can these things be troublesome for the teacher to do? You are tired just after you have gone so far. You can have a meal after you return to the room.”

Confucianism is quite disapproving of her statement: “My physical strength is better than you, you can continue to work, how can I feel tired?”

Lan Ning: “…”

Is it necessary to fight with her in this kind of thing…

She took a book from the bookshelf and stuffed it into the Confucian language: “Then you sit on the sofa and read a book, I will give you a cup of coffee?”

Confucianism said: “I have seen this book.”

Lan Ning snorted and said: “Then I will help you change one.”

“No, I have read all the books on your shelf.”

Lan Ning: “…”

“But I don’t mind seeing it again.” The Confucian language held the book in his hand and went to the sofa and sat down. Lan Ning poured a cup of coffee to him and went on to busy with himself.

At noon, I ate a meal and said that Confucianism returned to the room. In the afternoon, he did not see Lan Ning. He asked Sun Yimeng, who was sitting on the swing on the first floor, “Do you see your cousin?”

Originally sleepy, Sun Yimeng heard this magnetic voice, and she immediately woke up a lot. She blinked her eyes and looked at the Confucian language with her eyes brightly: “Cousin, what did you just ask me?”

Confucianism said: “I didn’t find Lanning. Do you know where she is going?”

“Oh, you said your cousin.” Sun Yimeng jumped from the swing and stood opposite the Confucian language. “I have just come to a few Japanese tourists and scared me. The cousin is not learning Japanese. I will let She is entertained.”

After clarifying the whereabouts of Lan Ning, he was relieved by the Confucian language. He slightly decapitated and asked Sun Yimeng: “Where are they here?”

“The cousin took them around to visit and will definitely come back before dinner.”

The Confucian language looked at the scorching sun outside and rubbed his brows.

When Sun Yimeng was afraid that Confucianism was boring, he suggested to him: “Are you going to the river this morning? It is very cool, but you can catch fish.”

After talking about Confucianism for a while, he said, “Go to your cousin in the next day. I don’t mean to go alone.”

“Oh…” Sun Yimeng responded thoughtfully. She looked at the Confucian language and asked tentatively. “Cousin, I will ask you casually, you and my cousin, are you still not? Determine the relationship?”

When Confucianism looked at her sideways, Sun Yimeng suddenly became nervous. “I don’t mean anything else. I just thought that if you still have something in between, maybe I can help you. After all, I hope that my cousin can get it soon. Find a good home.”

The dawn of the Confucian language: “What proposal do you have?”

“Well…” Sun Yimeng pondered and meditated. “Girl, give her something she likes, and she will be happy. Oh, yes, I used to watch the crab when I was with the cousin. A kind of flower, I can’t name it, but the flower can be beautiful, the cousin especially likes it, and picks it up and makes a bookmark.”

Sun Yimeng said, just rummaging through the drawer: “She did a few of them and gave me one. I remember it was here…” She said to herself, finally from a book. I pulled out a bookmark, “I found it, it is this!”

The petals of the bookmarks she had on her hands had faded, and the whole thing was dry. It didn’t look good at all: “Hey, this cousin, this hand, I give a negative score. But the fresh flowers are very good, you pick it up and give it to her, she I will definitely be happy.”

Ruan Confucian whispered his brows and ran to the river to pick flowers for her… He is not a student. Is it kind of childish to do this kind of thing?

“This flower is very small, it is not easy to find, we also saw it inadvertently.” Sun Yimeng took the dried flowers in his hand and continued to give advice on the Confucian language. “But it is necessary to reflect your heart, I Make sure that she will be touched, and if I am touched, I will promise you.”

The eyebrows of Confucianism are moving… Childish is naive.

“Where is the specific location of the river you said?”

With Sun Yimeng asking about the road to the river, the Confucian language only embarked on the journey. The hot sun and the noisy buzzing outside made him a little upset. Sure enough, in summer, he should stay in the air-conditioned room to eat watermelon drafts.

When he thought of it, he couldn’t help but laugh at himself. He was a little girl’s words, flicking out and going to the river to pick flowers. Before he put it, he decided not to think that he would do this kind of thing.

But maybe Laning would like it.

When he think about it, he is relieved.

After arriving at the river, it is really much cooler than just on the road. The river is not wide, but the river is very clear, and many tourists take pictures here.

The Confucian language bought a bottle of chilled mineral water at a small vendor in the shade of the trees, and began to look for the kind of flowers that Sun Yimeng said. There are many kinds of flowers along the way, but the kind that Sun Yimeng said is really not seen. It seems that it is not easy to find.

After Lanning took a Japanese tour back, he was too tired. She took a can of soda from the refrigerator and opened the bottle to drink two mouthfuls.

“Huh–” spit out a sigh of relief, and Lan Ning, this person fell on the sofa. “I think my sunscreen may have to be coated with ten layers.” I am really worried about staying here for a few days and going back to become Africans are gone.

Sun Yimeng sent several guests to the building, and took a bottle of soda for himself. He went to Laning and sat down. Lan Ning slowed this breath and asked Sun Yimeng next to him: “What about the teacher?”

Sun Yimeng swallowed the soda in his mouth and made a “snap”: “The cousin is going to pick flowers for you.”

Lan Ning: “…”

what?

“That’s it.” Sun Yimeng put the dried flowers on the sofa and said to her, “You don’t really like this flower. After the cousin knows, he ran to the river to help you find it. Ah, if this is not Love.”

After Laning stunned, Teng Di stood up from the sofa: “Do you let the teacher go to the river alone to find flowers?”

Sun Yimeng was shocked by her and looked at her awkwardly: “Is there something wrong?”

Lan Ning was anxious and ruined: “You don’t know if the teacher is a road fool!”

Sun Yimeng: “…”

She really doesn’t know.

“How long has he been?” Laning is anxious. If the teacher is lost again, what can he do?

Sun Yimeng looked at the time and replied: “It has been more than two hours.”

Lan Ning took out his mobile phone and dialed a phone call to Confucianism, but was told by the mechanical metal female voice that the other party had shut down.

“Shut up.” Lan Ning looked sad, is the phone dead?

Sun Yimeng thinks she is a little fussy: “You don’t have to be so anxious, the cousin is so big, you are worried that he will fall?”

“Of course you don’t worry.” Lan Ning gave her a blank look. “I went out to find him, come back and pick you up.”

Sun Yimeng: “…”

She thought she was for whom, ah!

After Laning went out, she went straight to the river. Although the river was not wide, it continued to the end of the road. She did not know where to find the Confucian language for a while, but only when she walked and asked people.

Although Sun Yimeng said that he was not worried, but after seeing Laning out, his heart began to panic. She won’t be really troubled, right? The cousin is so big an adult man, isn’t he going to leave in this small country?

When she still wants to talk to her father, she will see a person coming in at the door. After seeing his face, Sun Yimeng moved to tears and almost fell: “Cousin husband, you can count back, dying me!”

When the Confucian language was gone outside for so many hours, the look looked a little tired. When he came back and looked around, he asked, “Is Lanning still not coming back?”

“Come back, but she is afraid that you will get lost, and go out to find you!” She said, the teacher is so wise, how could he get lost.

“…” He did “visit” for a while at the river, but he never admitted that it was lost. The Confucian language was silent for a while, and slowly said: “My mobile phone has no electricity. You can call to let Lanning know and let her come back.”

“Good.” Sun Yimeng was busy dialing the phone of Laning, and then a string of familiar ringtones was uploaded from the sofa.

“…she just called you after I called you.” Sun Yimeng silently looked at Laning’s cell phone thrown on the sofa.

Confucian language: “…”

He walked over and picked up the phone, hung up, and thought for a moment: “Would you like me to go out and look for her.”

Sun Yimeng: “………………”

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“Don’t leave it, if you go out, she is back again?” Sun Yimeng is authentic.

The Confucian language asked: “How long has she been out?”

“I have an hour, I can’t find you, she will definitely come back.”

“But in a little while, it will be dark.” The Confucian language eyebrows looked at the sky outside, and the road conditions were complicated. It was still dangerous at night, especially since she had not brought a mobile phone.

“Do you have a charging treasure?” He turned to ask Sun Yimeng.

“Yes.” Sun Yimeng found a way out of him, “full.”

“Thank you.” The Confucian language connected the mobile phone to the charging treasure and turned and walked out.

Sun Yimeng: “…”

Wait, don’t you say that you are waiting here!

“Cousin husband!” She shouted outside, and wanted to catch up. The result was stopped by the guests, and she had to watch the Confucian language go further and further.

When the Confucian language returned to the river again, the sun had begun to sink. The tourists by the river are much more than before, and the rest are also packing up and preparing to leave.

He went up to inquire with them, and no one has ever seen Laning. He looked down at his mobile phone and didn’t miss the call.

The Confucian brow is slightly tightened. Both of them are looking for each other outside. It is easy to miss. He only wants her to remember her mobile number.

It is different from the snow mountain where they first met. Although it is a bit late, but if you are lucky, you can meet other tourists. If she can borrow a mobile phone, she might call him again… of course, if she remembers his mobile number.

The Confucian language held this kind of psychology and looked for a while along the river. The sky was darkened without knowing it.

The heart of Confucianism began to worry. He called Sun Yimeng and asked her if Lan Ning had gone back. The answer was no.

He is a little angry, can she not find herself and still don’t know how to go back?

He is now glad that he has not stayed in the hotel and so on. He couldn’t help but look at the phone again, but he still has no missed calls.

However, Sun Yimeng sent him a message and asked him to go back. She said that Laning was familiar with him and would definitely find a way back.

Confucianism slammed the message and pressed it, and continued to find a person by the river.

At this time, there are almost no people at the river, so it is especially obvious that there is a little wind and grass. The Confucian language just noticed that there seemed to be someone behind him. He heard the voice of Lan Ning: “Teacher, finally found you! Where did you go!”

Lan Ning’s tone clearly revealed anger, but it was also difficult to detect with a sigh of relief.

Ruan Confucius turned back and saw that she was looking at herself with some anger. The Confucian language quickly walked up to her, and the brow was no less wrinkled than her: “Are you still asking me? Do you know how long I have been looking for you?”

“Ha?” Lan Ning felt very ridiculous. It was obvious that she was looking for him. How did he turn into him?

She opened her eyes and wanted to ask him a statement. Which one mouth, the Confucian language suddenly bent down and kissed her.

His kiss is not a siege of the siege, but rather careful and cherished, as if to retrieve the treasures that have been recovered, with a touch of joy, but also a trace of peace of mind.

Lan Ning felt that his heart was filled with little by his kiss, and the anxious moment just disappeared without a trace.

I don’t know how long it took, and the Confucian language slowly loosened her lips, looking at her eyes and looking at her seriously: “I believe that you will not disappear like my mother, so please believe me, no. Like your ex-boyfriend, you are not loyal to you, okay?”

Lan Ning looked at him like a black scorpion with a star river. After a moment of indulging, he nodded. “Good.”