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Huaguan, you still like me

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    Now you are in my heart, but you are still the same as before.

    What I could do for you back then, I still want to do for you now.  But there seems to be a wildfire in my heart, which has completely burned my blood.  I just lost the solitary courage that I used to go forward.

    Probably because of getting older, I can no longer suffer from loneliness.

    Whenever I think of the feelings of staying with me alone in those years, with the cold, with sadness, and with misery and hopelessness, I am not willing to pay that much.

    The nights of those years were really cold.

    The wind and snow in Yun'an come early and go late.  It was cold in the spring, and I was sitting at the back door of Jieyu Building, looking at the hot noodle soup in the hands of the people in the small restaurant opposite.  I was fourteen years old that year, and I was still wandering the streets of Yun'an with no prospects.

    After four years of unremitting efforts, now the entire Jieyulou knows the two or three things I have to say between Jing Xian and I. I worked so hard that he not only failed to like me, but also became the laughing stock of Jieyulou  .  So do I.

    Xiao Chunyan comforted me and said that it was also a mockery, but compared to me as a little beggar and Jing Xian as a musician, Jing Xian, the person I like, is probably a little bit more miserable.

    I wish in my heart that he would keep that mouth shut.  Probably because he comforted me so much, I felt even more sad.

    If I were more promising and dressed brighter, Jing Xian wouldn't feel ashamed.  But I was born to be a beggar who knows nothing.

    I really want to do something useful for Jing Xian.

    After these four years, I can also see that God is still willing to help me, but I always fail to seize the opportunity because I lack some skills.

    Fortunately, this time I was well prepared.  The day before yesterday I accidentally learned from the old bustard of Jieyulou that Jing Xian would take half a day off the day after tomorrow to go to the back mountain to worship his parents.  Because that day is his birthday.

    Xiao Chunyan said that she should do what she likes.  Jing Xian wants to gain fame and fame, if I give him a book, it's called doing what he likes.  I honestly think he'll take it.

    After hearing my thoughts, the old bustard of Jieyulou supported me very much, and was willing to let someone like me who has no looks or temperament at all go to be a dancer to accompany drinks for a few days, and earn some money to go to the study to prepare birthday gifts for Jing Xian.

    After suffering the loss last time, I also grew my mind and asked the old bustard about the money I can earn.  She offered a price of twenty taels, and I didn't even think about it, so I knelt down and kowtowed to her very spinelessly.

    The old | The bustard negotiated with me to let me come to the back door of Jieyu Building at Xushi today, and she will find someone to meet me and lead me to change clothes away from acquaintances.

    At that time, I thought she was really a good person, and I happily included her in the list of guests for my wedding with Jing Xian.

    I didn't tell Xiao Chunyan about this, I just explained to him that I found a reliable part-time job, and I could earn a lot in a short time.

    At this time, I was sitting by the back door, my blood was surging, and I squeezed my arms tightly, as if I had seen twenty taels of silver beckoning to me.  Then my eyes went dark and I was thrown into the thief's house.

    I was panicked, and I was relieved when I opened my eyes and saw the old bustard.  She smiled and handed me a pale yellow paper deed, "This is a contract, you can press your palm print with your hand, and it will be done."

    ? If I had been educated then, I could have learned how Miss Jin in the book would have read the contract from beginning to end, and made a mistake word by word.  It's a pity that after reading the whole article, I can't recognize the words with two hands.

    Only the three characters "twenty taels" are clear to me.  The old|Buddhist smiled so kindly, he must have been moved by my sincerity in the past four years, and she should not harm me.

    I stretched out my dirty palm, dripped through the red mud, and printed it on the right corner of the yellow page.

    The old | The bustard looked at me like a cub entering a wolf's den.  I felt vaguely panicked in my heart, and before I had any doubts, I was taken to change into a dancer's dress.

    I swear, in my fourteen years of life, this is the first time I have been washed so meticulously and cleanly, and put on such bright clothes.  I couldn't care less about whether the old | bustard had malicious intentions.  I am very grateful to her.

    But I can't dance.  Like them, they can't twist their slender waists.  They gave me the idea that I should just sit next to the guests and drink with them.

    The idea is okay, I can live with it, although I don't know how to drink, but sitting there and watching them drink is within my power.

    It's just that I never thought that it's not the guests who drink, but I feed them; instead of watching them drink, they persuade me to drink.

    When I explained that my sister Minmin had told me that the girl¡¯s house was not allowed to drink alcohol, they laughed very brightly.

    Perhaps it is rare to see my serious appearance in this Jieyu building. They are a bit patient with me, but I insist on not drinking.bsp; I just breathed a sigh of relief, and I didn't bother to wonder when Jing Xian became so decisive from a powerless musician, when I saw a person rushing out of the inclined alley, holding a dagger towards Jing Xian  stab!

    The man was wearing coarse linen clothes, covering his face, with cruelty and hatred in his eyes.

    Jing Xian is in danger This is not a fugitive, but an assassination!

    I didn't care about many other things, and I didn't have time to think about it. I rushed over and raised my hand to catch the cold front, and blood flowed down my arm in an instant.  At the same time, I hugged Jingxian and fell to the ground, trying to avoid the gangster's attack.

    I didn't feel the pain of the cut, my only heart was beating for him, I quickly sat up from him, looking for any injuries on his body, "Jing Xian, are you okay? Are you injured?" I know, I  At this time, I was so anxious for him that I burst into tears.

    He gritted his teeth and held my hand that was writhing on his body, ignoring the blood dripping on his sleeve, staring at me deeply, and said in a hoarse voice, "Hua Guanyou still like me."

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    1. Key words in the next chapter: "I'm sorry, I seem to be jealous", invite him to the Lantern Festival on Qixi Festival, and he praises his little sister for being cute.

    2. Now, why would someone assassinate Xianzi?  Why did Xianzi become decisive?  Because your [Devil String] is logging into the account!

    3. The abuse of the male protagonist is going on, and I have also started to make sweet pets. After all, Xianzi will tease his wife when he starts to flirt.  Am I outstanding? Please praise me and bombard me with overlord votes!

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