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Chapter 1 Fate came to meet you

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    Chongqing, in July 2007, it was raining heavily that day, and the whole city was no longer clear due to armed forces, making people always feel a little frustrated and confused because they couldn't see the way forward.  For me, it doesn't matter, I never thought about the starting point and the ending point, just like I didn't intend to accept a love.  It's also good to go shopping when you have nothing to do, you don't necessarily need a man.  It cannot be said that there is no desire and no desire. Every time I finish shopping, I will carry large and small bags home. Maybe this is also a substitute.  But today I didn¡¯t. After shopping, I found nothing and stood at Jiefangbei Deyi World Station to shelter from the rain. I chewed my favorite blueberry flavored lollipop, and looked at the passers-by, either embarrassed or galloping.  Compared with others, feel your own ease.

    Suddenly, a tall figure rushed over and bumped into me.  As a clean freak, I don't like other people's physical contact, especially skin-to-skin contact in summer.  When I was about to start swearing, I realized that he had a pretty face. He showed his white teeth, smiled and said to me in nice Mandarin: "Sorry, I bumped into you. I'm sorry." At that moment, I didn't  Come back to God.  I am born with no immunity to handsome guys. He continued to attack me with an awesome smile: "Hehe~ It's raining a lot today."

    I hurriedly turned my nymphomaniac face away, trying to hide my fluster, and replied perfunctorily in Mandarin: "Yeah." I thought it was just another ordinary visiting experience, and after a question and an answer, it passed.

    Unexpectedly, his big hand stretched out in front of me, and said gently: "Hi, my name is Ken, I'm traveling from Guangdong, how about you?"

    I am a person who is slow to react when I see a handsome guy, but I always start from looking and stop looking, and I don't have any wrong thoughts.  He was taken aback by this sudden movement. Maybe because he has a pretty face, he stretched out his hand without much thought: "Hello, my name is Tao Zi, a native of Chongqing."

    When I turned my face and saw his bewildered face, I suddenly realized that he was not from Chongqing, so I patiently explained to him that aboriginal means local people

    Everyone is of the same age and there is no generation gap, so we chatted quickly.  Knowing that he is only a freshman now, he has been attracted to Chongqing for a long time.  Especially after reading the book <<The Missing Shangqing Temple>>, the anticipation for Chongqing became even more unbearable, so during the holidays, regardless of the worries of my family, I insisted on visiting Chongqing alone. And when he learned that I live in Chongqing  The moderator of the website was very excited when he met the author himself. He grabbed my arm, shook it until I was almost dizzy and asked three times: "Really?"

    His actions made me affirmed one thing: this handsome guy has no emotional intelligence, and his control ability is too low. To be honest, I regretted it at the time, why did I give him an affirmative answer?  Trouble always comes from a wrong word, I am sure of it.

    That day happened to be his first day in Chongqing. After getting off the plane, he went straight to the focal point of Chongqing-Jiefangbei. Then, I was very unlucky to meet him.  He is very good at striking while the iron is hot and told me that he has not booked a hotel and is not familiar with the place. For various reasons, I almost raised the white flag when I heard it.  All in all, in a word, he is relying on me. And I, faced with a handsome guy's stalking, after several trade-offs, for the damn Tiantian 630 broadcast: There are many kind-hearted people in Chongqing. I can only be very depressed.  He took me back to my home where no one was close.

    If it is said that being forced to take him home made me angry, I think I strangled him n times in fantasy on the way home!  Because he has been saying "wow" since he took the bus, and then followed by the word "beauty". It seems that he has never seen a beautiful woman in his life and he also  It's really unbearable to make a picture of a nymphomaniac. I really feel that there is something wrong with his appreciation. I said, let him just watch it, and forget it if he doesn't drool on me.  He still insisted on pulling me to prevent me from falling asleep in the car, even if it was only for a minute and a half. He kept telling me, saying that Chongqing really produces beauties, and the reputation is really well-deserved. I was speechless.  In a split second, I defined the Cantonese: the pervert race.

    After finally arriving home, I don¡¯t have to endure his nagging anymore, and the strange eyes of people in the car. I¡¯m just glad that I didn¡¯t meet any acquaintances along the way. Otherwise, it would be really embarrassing.  Arrived home. With an idiot whose height is not directly proportional to IQ, it is difficult for people to imagine that I was worried that I would not be able to get married, so I went to the children's welfare agency in other places and picked up a mentally retarded man with a well-packaged appearance.

    Downstairs at home, I was afraid of being discovered by the neighbors.  He opened the door impatiently, put on his slippers, and habitually lay down on the sofa, it was so comfortable. He completely ignored him. He quite consciously dug out the spare slippers in the shoe cabinet, put them on quickly,  Like me, I lay down on the other sofa easily. He felt relaxed, but my heart tightened, and I felt a sense of oppression like "the old man is home, girl, let's go cook."  If it weren't for his good skin, I would really think of giving him two slaps.

    He also lay down, and only then did he have the time to look at him carefully.

    Natural curly hair, a high nose, stubborn lips, closed eyes with even eyelashes, a slender body, with a light-colored vertical stripe short-sleeved shirt and dark jeans.  It is undeniable that he is a very exciting man from raw materials to packaging. You can appreciate him as a painting, and you can see that people are very addicted.

    I just kept looking at him like this until he opened his eyes and looked at me. I didn¡¯t avoid my eyes, and I didn¡¯t avoid them. When I didn¡¯t know what to do, he asked me innocently: ¡°Taozi, we  What are you going to eat tonight?" He kind of relieved me, and let me vent my embarrassment by the way, and scolded loudly: "What are you going to eat? You have a pretty good idea, when I am a hotel here,  The hotel can¡¯t provide food and accommodation for free.¡±

    ?He was so frightened that he obediently shut his mouth. Maybe, he didn't know how to respond to my charter woman-like momentum. He withdrew his eyes and didn't dare to say anything for a long time.  Seeing his aggrieved appearance, I wanted to laugh, he was so obedient as a child, it felt like he was easy to bully, I thought secretly in my heart.

    The sky was getting dark, and there was really no better idea. So I randomly cooked two packs of instant noodles and shared them with Ken, and dealt with the matter. Then, following my life rules, I sat down in front of the computer and finished my version.  primary obligation.  Reply, post, and find some fun in other forums when you are bored, such as reading the original ghost stories of Wuwen Nongmo.

    Just when I was fascinated by the story, I felt a shadow, always dodging left and right behind me. Instinctively, my heart rose to my throat. Could it be a ghost?Yes  So evil In desperation, I couldn't tell the difference between the left and right hands, so I had to use both hands together, pinching the first joint of the middle finger of both hands respectively.  According to a Taoist master who knows the law, it can drive away ghosts. At this time, the shadow stretched out its huge head and faced the computer screen side by side with my head. I was so nervous that I couldn¡¯t speak and almost fainted.  past.

    "What are you doing?" Psychologically, he felt that his voice was very cold.  Reflexively, I turned my head and screamed at him at a low decibel, crazy

    That shadow turned out to be ken. He seemed to be startled by my cry, and stared at me in fear, as if I was going to eat him.

    I have a bad habit. Generally, after being greatly frightened, the cry is not high-decibel, but sub-bass.  And after being frightened, I will definitely cry a lot and excrete sadness.

    Seeing me crying wildly, Ken came over to comfort me, thinking that he had offended me. After telling him the truth, he began to laugh heartlessly, mocking while laughing: "You are so timid, how dare you  When you read ghost stories, you should watch cartoons~" He is very capable and can easily make me angry and furious, no matter what state I am in. When he saw me angry, his smile froze and he lowered his head, like someone who made a mistake  The child said dully: "It's just now, I'm not full, I'm so hungry. There's nothing to watch on TV, it's boring, so I came here to see what you're doing I didn't intend to scare you  "

    I just remembered that a pack of instant noodles seems to be too small for his height of 183 centimeters. Seeing that he knew his mistake and was very clear about his current situation, he took out  Share my baby snacks with him. He also has to drag a chair to sit side by side with me in front of the computer, and watch ghost stories together. We discuss and analyze while watching, ghost stories are no longer scary, and I feel as if I am very happy  Same.  For the first time, it made me feel that it is also good to have someone to share with.  Maybe, I am a millennium witch, lonely for too long

    (The beginning of love originated from a coincidence, the easier it is to be regarded as fate, leading to the belief that it is destined, and in the end it even makes women superstitious about this love.) (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com  com
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