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Chapter 568 Picking up shells to amuse the girls, collecting seashells has a deep meaning

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    For a long time, neither of them spoke.  Suddenly Caizi's cell phone rang, and the old lady left his arms. The talented person took out his cellphone and said, "It's Brother Hai's call." After speaking, he picked it up, and said on the phone, "Chairman, where are you?  Ah's train ticket is in my hand, don't forget."

    The wit said: "Ah! I'm in the old girl's room. By the way, you go to a high-end toy store in the city and buy a remote-controlled toy motorcycle. By the way, buy more batteries."

    On the phone, he said: "Okay, chairman, I'll go right away."

    Putting down Lao Hai's phone, the talented man said: "It's getting late, let's go to the beach, and find a beach with a sandy beach to pick up shells?"

    The old girl nodded, stroked her disheveled hair and said, I'll clean it up now, and we'll leave right away.

    The talented man said: "By the way, let's go to the beach in the tourist area of ??Bangchui Island. I heard it is right in front."

    The old lady said: "I can't say anything here, and I will listen to you."

    Soon the old lady finished cleaning up, and the two went downstairs.  The big Hummer quickly drove into the open sea surrounded by mountains on three sides and facing the sea on one side.  Flat sandy beach, not many tourists.  Due to the semi-closed management here, it is not open to the public.  The two took off their shoes.  Roll up your trousers, enter the shallow water, and pick up those colorful shells.

    Of course, the talented man and the old lady were not familiar with the sea, so they didn't know what kind of shells were suitable for ending, so they picked up a lot of shells in a short time.

    Back on the beach, the talented man looked at the two piles of shells, thought for a while and smiled, and said, "Old girl, how about it, neither of us will look at each other. I will pick a piece, and you pick a piece, as long as it fits in the jade box."  Let¡¯s see if we choose the same one.¡±

    The old lady said: "Yes! That's fine. Then you turn your back, and I will turn your back too."

    The talented man nodded, and the two turned their backs and began to pick out the pile of shells in front of them.

    The gifted man began to pluck at the pile of shells he had picked up, picking and choosing, and found a complete, smooth, bright piece of shells the size of two thumbs, thinking that this was the one.  Then the talented man asked: "Old girl, have you chosen yet?"

    The old lady said: "I haven't chosen yet, just wait for a while."

    The genius waited patiently.  After a while, the talented man asked, "Have you chosen yet?"

    The old lady said: "I chose two pieces, but I never made up my mind to keep that piece."

    The talented man said: "Then you have to think about it."

    On the old lady's side, she is holding a shell in one hand. The two shells are different, one is bigger and the other is smaller.  The large ones are extremely complete, implying smoothness, while the small ones are slightly damaged but extremely dazzling and colorful.

    The old girl put down the big one for a while, and put down the small one for a while.  Give up the big one, think he is complete, give up the small one and think he is too beautiful.  Between the dilemma, the old lady is making a choice.

    At this time, the talented man said: "Isn't it alright? I think you women do things like this. Once you encounter this kind of thing, you can't make up your mind."

    At this moment, the old girl thought, well, III'd better take this small one, I feel more comfortable choosing him.  Afterwards, she said, "Brother Witty, I've chosen it." After she finished speaking, she turned around, and the wit turned around too, and both of them stretched out their hands at the same time, revealing the shells in their hands.

    "Ah!" "Ah!"

    The two exclamations came out almost at the same time, the talented man looked at the old lady, and the old lady looked at the talented man.  After a while, the old lady said: "Brother talented, you must have watched me choose shells, or these two pieces are almost a pair."

    The talented man said: "No way! I chose it first! You peeked."

    The old lady said: "I didn't peek, I really didn't peek!"

    The talented man laughed, and the old lady laughed too.  The gifted man picked up two shells and buckled them together. Sure enough, the two shells almost fit together. The two shells are from the same shellfish, but their textures are slightly different. If you don't look closely, they are a pair.

    The old lady said: "Brother genius, don't you believe in God's will? Why is there such a result."

    The talented man shook his head and said with a smile: "God's will! It's really God's will! But old lady, you are wrong, we were not monks in our previous life, but a pair of seashells! The one I picked up was male, and the one you picked up  That piece is from the mother! Hahaha"

    The old girl bowed her head and said slightly: "Brother Wit, I understand. We will still live in the same village when we reincarnate in the next life, and we are still classmates. I will never go to Nuoer to study again."

    The talented man said: "God will give me a chance in the next life to make up for the guilt I have towards you in this life."

    The old lady said: "Let's go, I should go to the train station."

    When the two returned to the hotel, Caizi got out of the car and took out his mobile phone to make a call. The connection was made quickly.nbsp;She knew that the talented man had always loved her deeply, but in reality.  The gifted scholar already has the gentle and virtuous Hashungerili, and he has a silly husband, Xiragerileng.

    Hashungerileng and Xiragerileng are both good people. Hashungeriliai has actually surpassed himself in love, and Xiragerileng is just a mind. He only has himself in his heart and no other women.  Although he was a fool in the eyes of other people, she didn't feel stupid in her own eyes.

    Facing such an outstanding man, that woman would have daydreams of one kind or another.  What's more, that man was once his first love!

    In the hotel room, the wit was frantically pressing the remote control of the TV, and he hasn't calmed down yet.

    The talented man was upset, and the talented man felt a little thirsty. He saw that there was only one lemon slice left in the jar on the coffee table. He then poured it out, put it in a cup, poured water, and made a cup of lemon tea.  Then he randomly stirred the slice of lemon in the glass, and after a while, a faint bitter taste of lemon wafted out of the glass.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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