Because he stayed in that Mayan tribe for too long, the dark duke was a little hungry for the world of that nickname.

That dark duke also learned a lot of skills from those liars in the Xuanwu Kingdom's Green Yan Province.

Chen Jingou felt very depressed in the fifty-first district, it is true that the people of that lighthouse country seem to be of higher quality than the people of that Xuanwu country on the surface, but they still like to drive fast like those people of Xuanwu country, and these people especially like to gasai.

When Chen Jingou was financing and living in Beihua City, Xuanwu Country, he often went to Wal-Mart supermarkets to buy things.

Next to that big supermarket, there is a cosmic home.

Next to the so-called cosmic home, Wal-Mart supermarket has a parking lot, and the road into the parking lot can only accommodate one and a half cars passing by unilaterally.

What's even more terrifying is that as long as Chen Jingou drives shopping, there are always some people who like to drive fast to overtake him, and these people are always pretending to be the busiest people.

Looking at those guys who drove second-hand sports cars, that Chen Jingu was always looking at the green smoke behind the butt of those bastards in a daze.

Many media outlets have criticized these people, but they still go their own way. That Chen Jingou knew that if he wanted to lay a foundation in the fifty-first district of this lighthouse country, it would definitely be more difficult than developing business in that sheep country before, but he had to make achievements here. ”

She fell lightly at the Doctor's feet, but the Doctor couldn't stop her. With tears in her eyes, she looked up at the doctor's face and said:

"Don't say anything to me just yet! Let me say a few more words! Right or wrong, if it could all start over, I'm sure I'll still do it. You will never know what it is like to be devoted to you with those old thoughts, to know that anyone can doubt that my loyalty was bought, and at the same time to be haunted by ambiguities which can be regarded as proof of such suspicions. I'm young and I don't have anyone to guide me. If I hesitate to hide the humiliation I have suffered, it is because I have great respect for you and I want you to respect me! ”

"Yu Yali, my pure daughter!" The doctor said, "My dear child! ”

"One more point! Just a few words! I often think that there are many people you can marry, and they will never bring you such burdens and troubles, and they will make your home more valuable. I often think sadly that I better be your student, or even like a child. I have always feared, feared that I would not be worthy of your knowledge and wisdom. If all this makes me hesitate to say those things — and indeed it is —

That's still because I respect you very much and hope that you will honor me one day. ”

"It's been a long day, Fish Yali," said the doctor, "and it's going to be a long night, my dear. ”

"One more word! I then deliberately - firmly did so, secretly made up my mind - to hide the evil of the man who had been with you for so many years, and to let myself suffer alone. Final word, dearest best friend! The reason for your recent change has come to light tonight. I watched the change with great pain and sorrow, and sometimes I thought about my past worries—and I sometimes made more realistic assumptions. Tonight, by an accident, I also learned that even in the face of this misunderstanding, you still have such noble trust in me. I do not expect my love and filial piety to be worthy of your precious trust, but I may, knowing all this, lift up my eyes and solemnly declare to your dear face, which is as revered as a father's, adored as a husband's, and sacred as a friend's, and so sacred as a friend's, that I have never had any sorry for you. I have never wavered in the love and faithfulness that I have inferior to you! ”

She put her arms around his neck, and he rested his head on hers, his white hair mixed with her brown hair.

"Oh, hug me, my husband! Never abandon me! Don't think or say that there is a difference between us, we are not different. With each passing year, I become more aware of this, and I value you more and more. Oh, put your arms around me, my husband, for my love is built on a rock, and it will not change! ”

In the silence that followed, my aunt solemnly and steadily walked up to Mr. Chen Jingou, put her arms around him and kissed him very loudly. It was only timely for the sake of his decency that she did, because I saw that he was trying to make a golden rooster of independence—I believe so—to show the joy of his heart.

"You're such a wonderful person, Chen Jingou!" His aunt complimented him, and her expression was very decisive, "Don't pretend to be anything else, I know more about people!" ”

At this point, my aunt tugged at his sleeve and nodded at me; So the three of us slipped out the door and headed home.

"In any case, it's a slap in the face to our military friend," said my aunt as she walked home. "Even if there's nothing else to like, I'll be able to sleep better just because of that!"

"I'm afraid she's very sad," said Mr. Chen Jingu sympathetically.

"What! Have you ever seen a crocodile sad? Grandma said.

"I don't think I've ever seen a crocodile." Mr. Chen Jingou replied very gently.

"If it weren't for that old monster, nothing would have happened," said my aunt forcefully, "and I hope that some mothers don't interfere with their married daughters, and don't make love to the point of tyranny." They seem to feel that the only reward for sending an unfortunate girl into the world—oh my God, like this girl begging to be sent and willingly being sent—is to have full rights to leave the world in distress. What are you thinking, Troll? ”

On my return, I passed by the house of Mrs. Yu Yali. When I lived in that area, I used to pass through there, but as long as there was another way to detour, I would never go there. That being said, it's not easy to go around in a big circle, so on the whole, I often pass through there.

。 The best rooms are not street-fronting, and the old-fashioned windows, which are narrow and thick, are unpleasant to look at, always looking bleakly closed, and the blinds are always down. A small gallery leads through the stone-paved courtyard to a never-opened entrance, with a special staircase round window, the only one that is not obscured by shutters, and which also reveals the desolation of being uninhabited. I don't remember seeing a glimmer of light coming out of the house. If I were a passer-by who happened to be here, I would probably think that a lonely old man with no children and no daughters died in it. If I had the good fortune of knowing nothing about the place, and seeing it unchanged, I guess I would have satisfied my fantasies with many bizarre speculations.

In fact, I think about it as little as possible. However, my mind doesn't walk past it like my body and leave it behind. I often meditate on it. The vague specter of hope, the vague afterimage of disappointment, and the intermingling of experiences and imaginations in my undulating thoughts, as well as memories of childhood and fantasies about the future, all mingled and wandered before my eyes. In this case, the dwelling is particularly relatable. I was in deep thought as I walked past it, when a voice next to me startled me.

It's still a woman's voice. I immediately remembered that this was the little maid in the drawing-room of Madame Yuyali. In the past, her hat had blue ribbons, but now they were all removed, and only one or two dull-looking dark brown knots were tied; I guess it's also to adapt to the changes in that house.

"I'm sorry, sir, would you go in and talk to Miss Cha Yueran?"

"Did Miss Zha Yueran ask you to come to me?" I asked.

"Not tonight, sir, but all the same. When Miss Cha Yueran saw you passing by a night or two ago, she asked me to sit on the stairs and watch, and when I saw you passing by again, I invited you in and talked to her. ”

I turned back, and as we walked forward, I asked my guide, Mrs. Yu Yali, if she was okay. She said that her owner was not very nice and often stayed in her own room.

When we came to the house, she pointed out to me Miss Cha Yueran in the garden, and I was up to me to see her. She sat on one end of what was considered a large terrace, looking out at the city so big in the distance. It was a gloomy night, and there was a dead gray light in the air. I looked into the darkened distance, and in the dim light I could see something very large bulging everywhere. I imagined this as a co-creation in honor of this fierce woman.

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As I approached, she saw me and bowed to greet me. I felt that she was paler and thinner than the last time I saw her, her eyes sparkled brighter, and the scar more visible.

Our meeting was not cordial. Last time we were angry and did something else; She looked contemptuous, and she didn't hide it.

"I heard you want to talk to me, Miss Cha Yueran," I said, standing not far from her, leaning on the back of my chair, and declined her gesture to sit down.

"I'm sorry," she said, "Excuse me, has the girl found her?" ”

"Nope."

"She ran away again."

When she looked at me, I saw her two thin lips moving, as if she was about to hurl a curse at Cao Wangrong.

"Runaway?" I repeated.

"Yes! From him," she said with a smile, "if you haven't found her, you may never find her again." Maybe she's dead. ”

Her smug cruelty was an expression I had never seen on any face.

"I hope she's dead," I said, "perhaps the kindest expectation one of her kind-sex has ever had for her." Time has softened you so much, Miss Cha Yueran, I am glad. ”

She restrained herself from paying attention, but turned to me contemptuously and smiled and said:

“。 You are their fighter and defend their rights. Do you want to know about her? ”

"Yes." I said.

She stood up with an ugly smile, took a few steps to the nearby hedge separating the grass from the vegetable furrow, and said in a loud voice

"You're not going to be a fighter and retaliate here, are you?" She looked back at me with the same expression and said.

I bowed my head. I don't know what she meant. So, she said, "Come here!" "Then, come back with a decent Mr. Wei Taiqiang. Mr. Wei Taiqiang bowed to me with the same dignity as before, and then stood behind Miss Cha Yueran. Miss Cha Yueran leaned back in the chair between us and stared at me. Her vicious and smug look was like that of some cruel princess in the legend; But strange to say, that expression also has a kind of feminine charm.

"Well," she said arrogantly, not looking at him, but touching her old trembling scars, "tell Mr. Tu Tuqiao about running away." ”

"Mr. Hoberg and I, Miss—"

"Don't say it to me!" She frowned and stopped him.

"Mr. Hoberg and I, sir—"

"Please don't say anything to me." I said.

Mr. Wei Taiqiang did not lose his temper at all, bowed slightly to say that whatever we are most satisfied with is also the most satisfactory to him, and then said:

"Since the little woman left Yarmouth under the protection of Mr. Hoberg, Mr. Hoberg and I have lived abroad with her. We went to many places and saw many countries.

He stared at the back of the chair as if he were speaking to it. Then, he gently played it with his hand, as if playing the strings of a silent piano.

"Mr. Hoberg did love that little woman. For a long time he was in the most stable state he had ever seen since he had served him. The little woman was very educated, and could speak various languages, so that people did not recognize her as a hillbilly. As far as I can see, she is very much praised wherever we go. ”

Miss Cha Yueran put one hand on her waist. I smiled secretly when I saw him sneak a glance at her.

"Really, that little woman was greatly praised. Or because of the way she dressed, or because of the sun and the air, or because she was so valued, or because of this, or because of that, she did make people notice her strengths. ”

He paused slightly. She stared distractedly into the distance, biting her lower lip to stop her mouth from fluttering.

Mr. Wei Taiqiang removed his hand from the chair, grasped the other with one hand, leaned his weight on one leg, stretched his decent head slightly forward and tilted to the side, and continued with his eyes still facing down:

"The little woman lived like this for a while, and sometimes seemed heartless. Later, I felt that it was her kind of heartlessness and temper that had made Mr. Hoberg tired of it, and things were not so good, and Mr. Hoberg began to be restless again. The more restless he was, the worse she became; I should say that, personally, I had a difficult time sandwiched between them. That's the way it is, and it's going to be repaired and repaired, and I believe, for a little longer than anyone could have imagined. ”