cast a peach

Chapter 21 Wishing Me Like a Star

Zhao Zhihua sat quietly in the restaurant for a long time.

She is very tired.

Why didn't she know about Xiao Shui's coming?She turned on her phone, logged into her private WeChat account, and suddenly saw Tan Mingli telling her that Xiaoshui had already boarded the high-speed rail, asking her to pay attention.

There was also Xiao Shui's inquiry a few days ago.She closed her eyes tiredly.

The phone rang, and it was from the life assistant. She didn't want to answer it, she let it ring for a while and then answered with a sigh: "What's the matter?"

"Mr. Zhao, have you received Xiao Shui?"

Zhao Zhihua was stunned: "What?"

"That's right, Xiaoshui informed me three days ago that she wanted to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with you and asked if you were free, but she couldn't contact you. I asked you and you said you were free, so I asked Xiaoshui Here comes the water."

I remembered.

Zhao Zhihua leaned back on the chair weakly. She was working at the time and didn't listen carefully at all. She just heard the assistant ask if she was free during the Mid-Autumn Festival. He blacked her out easily.

So I didn't receive a reminder from my assistant on WeChat at work.

how so.

Her father's words echoed in her mind like a prophecy:

"...Don't let Xiao Shui hate you, just like you hate me."

Zhao Zhihua covered his eyes and called Tan Mingli.

"And don't let yourself regret it, like I did to you."

"Hello, Mingli?"

"..."

Tan Mingli supported her head.Although she knew that sister Zhihua had always been unreliable in Xiaoshui's affairs, she didn't know that she could be so unreliable.

She didn't know how to answer the conversation for a moment.

I don't know if it's more outrageous for a mother to have no idea that Xiao Shui is coming, or it's more outrageous for her to be caught kissing her lover in front of her daughter.

Tan Mingli glanced at her parents in the living room, got up and went to the balcony, took a few deep breaths before barely restraining her emotions, and whispered helplessly:

"Can't you treat Xiao Shuishang a little bit?"

"……I'm very sorry."

The always strong woman lowered her head in a rare way.

"You should tell Xiao Shui that." Tan Mingli said coldly.

She hung up the phone and couldn't listen to it for a moment.

Distraught, Tan Mingli opened the balcony window to breathe, rested for a while, and did not call Xiao Shui until he felt that he was almost adjusted.

The phone rang several times before it was picked up. Tan Mingli whispered anxiously, "Hello, Xiao Shui?"

"Huh? Sister Pear."

It was very quiet on the phone. Tan Mingli listened intently, trying to hear the voices of some passengers on the high-speed rail, but she didn't hear anything.

Tan Mingli frowned slightly, and glanced at his watch.

It shouldn't be, just now she looked at the latest train timetable, Xiaoshui should be on the high-speed rail now.

The girl's tone was still gentle and calm, but Tan Mingli was so familiar with her that she keenly heard that her voice was a bit hoarse: "What's the matter?"

Tan Mingli clenched the phone tightly and asked softly, "Where are you now?"

"..."

"It's in Meishi, sister." Zhao Guangshui said softly naturally, "It's here with my mother."

Little liar.

At this time, you still don't want to let her know that you are worried, right?

Tan Mingli felt a pain in his heart, and tried his best to calmly say: "Well, that's good. When are you coming back?"

She said softly, "I miss you very much, Xiao Shui."

The other side was silent for a few seconds, then laughed: "I just left this morning, sister, do you miss me now?"

"Yes."

Tan Mingli also laughed, her eyes turned red, she didn't answer the ridicule, and said softly, "I miss you very much."

Zhao Guangshui was silent for a while, then said softly: "I understand, I will be back as soon as possible."

Tan Mingli asked, "When?"

"Tonight." Zhao Guangshui replied.

"Okay, I'll wait for you at home." Tan Mingli clenched her fingers tightly, feeling nervous and restless, but her tone was still soft and quiet, without any waves, "Will you come back?"

She added anxiously: "I have already visited my family, and I will go back tonight."

"Sister..." The girl seemed a little moved, she sighed softly, and said softly, "I will be back."

"Do not worry about me."

After hanging up the phone, Tan Mingli's eyelashes were already filled with tears. Her heart ached and she squatted down slowly wearily.

Xiaoshui...

Why is there such a child as Xiaoshui in the world?So smart, so sensitive, so considerate, and... so distressing.

Zhao Guangshui gently leaned against the door of the high-speed rail bathroom, put down his phone tremblingly, and wiped away the tears on his face.

Sister Pear.

Almost when Sister Li spoke the first sentence and asked her where she was, she knew that Sister Li already knew what happened, and she believed that Sister Li must have understood that she knew because of her intelligence and transparency.

Sister Li is too smart, too gentle, and has a delicate heart. She didn't point out her lies, but followed her words, leaving some dignity between the two of them that would not be so embarrassing.

It's like playing charades, each other knows each other's details, but they both tacitly talk about other things.

She had never seen such an anxious and flustered elder sister Li, and she could hear the uneasiness and tension in her heart, which was so soft that she almost seemed to be begging.

She couldn't refuse Tan Mingli's showing of weakness, and there was never anything she could do.

Why is Sister Li so nice?She doesn't understand.It's just... people who have nothing to do with each other.

Sometimes things in the world are so strange that they seem a bit ironic, just like a strange woman whom she met for the first time in January would carefully ask her if she wants to go home tonight when her biological mother doesn't want her.

Zhao Guangshui closed his eyes blankly.

The streets of Jiangcheng are full of tourists, and the Double Festival celebrations and Golden Week have heated up the atmosphere. The summer heat has not faded in early October, and the leaves of the sycamore trees on the side of the road are almost yellowed by the sun, and bright sun fragments are scattered on the ground.Zhao Guangshui quietly returned to Tan Mingli's house with his schoolbag on his back.

The room was so quiet, the roses were in full bloom.

She tilted her head to carefully look at the delicate, dense and overlapping petals on this beautiful flower, touched the leaf edge covered with fine and small teeth, and as expected, she was scratched by the thorns on the rose stem.

Tan Mingli did not grow those rare and difficult flowers.Although roses are beautiful, they are not popular among those who are more particular, because they have tenacious vitality, are too easy to raise, and are too ordinary to show style.

But elder sister Li... doesn't seem to care about these things.

She is always different from ordinary people.Zhao Guangshui thought to himself.

There are rules and regulations in the world, although Sister Li will do it perfectly on the surface, but she doesn't seem to care about it in her heart.

This flower is also called "Buying Xiaohua". When I was a child, my grandfather once told her this allusion, thinking that it was familiar and not very solemn.But Zhao Guangshui didn't know why but he remembered it very deeply.

She gently tapped some pink and white rose petals, thinking, if she can buy Sister Li's smile, let alone a hundred gold, why not a thousand gold?

When Tan Mingli hurried home in the evening, Zhao Guangshui was pruning the flowers, when he heard the sound of the door opening, he looked back and smiled sweetly at her:

"Sister Li, you are back!"

Tan Mingli was slightly taken aback, the light in the room was not turned on, the light was a bit dim, the beautiful and pure girl and the flowers were especially in harmony with each other, against the twilight of the evening, the outline was soft and blurred, and it was breathtakingly beautiful.

Like a hazy oil painting by Renoir, Tan Mingli thought ecstatically.

She subconsciously slowed down her breathing. Today's emotions seemed to be dispelled by the small water in front of her eyes, and she only felt a kind of gentle tranquility like water.

Tan Mingli said softly, "I'm back."

"I cooked noodles, sister, did you have dinner when you came back?" Zhao Guangshui put down the small scissors and walked towards her.

After eating, it was crab soup made by my father.Originally, I was going to stay at her parents' house to watch the moon, eat crabs and drink a little rice wine, but she really missed Xiaoshui and was restless. She finally stayed up until evening and hurriedly found an excuse to leave first. Can't keep it.

Tan Mingli laughed and said softly, "I haven't eaten yet."

The two ate quietly, without mentioning what happened at Zhao Zhihua's place today in a tacit understanding, as warm and peaceful as if Zhao Guangshui had never been to Meishi at all today.

After dinner, Tan Mingli got a bottle of wine, and sat on the balcony with Zhao Guangshui to enjoy the moon.

The moon is round like a scissors tonight, and it is extraordinarily bright and bright in the dark blue night sky, quiet and gentle.

Just like the person in front of you.

Zhao Guangshui quietly glanced at the beautiful woman holding the wine glass.Tan Mingli's eyes were quiet and far-reaching, and the lines of his slightly raised side face were exquisite and smooth, which was as beautiful as a work of art under the silver moonlight.

Tan Mingli took a sip of wine quietly, took out a small box, and pushed it to Zhao Guangshui with a smile: "Surprise gift."

Seeing that the girl was a little dazed holding the box, she smiled and said, "Open it and have a look, see if you like it?"

Zhao Guangshui opened it obediently as if waking up from a dream.

It is a leaf vein bookmark made with great care.Crystal clear, almost transparent under the moonlight, only the silver veins flow delicately like blood vessels.

"Wow!" Zhao Guangshui exclaimed, carefully picked it up and looked at it carefully, his joy was beyond words, "It's so beautiful!"

"Did my sister make it herself?" The girl looked at her with bright eyes.

Tan Mingli was a little embarrassed, and nodded with lowered eyes: "Mmm..."

Cough cough, although her father also helped her a little, but generally speaking, she did it by herself, and she can't say wrong.

Zhao Guangshui was so immersed in his happiness that he didn't notice her guilty conscience, but just looked at the bookmark carefully.

However, as long as Xiao Shui likes it.

Tan Mingli looked at the girl tenderly and dotingly, without realizing how soft his expression was at the moment.

"There are still words on it!" Zhao Guangshui found the small words on the bookmark, looked closer and read it softly:

"May it last forever..."

"Thousands of miles share beauty."

Tan Mingli warmly answered.

"I don't know much about ancient Chinese poetry." Tan Mingli was a little shy, rubbing her cheek with her hand, and said softly, "I can only think of this line of poetry. I think it has a good meaning, so I wrote it down. ——You Like it?"

Zhao Guangshui was silent for a moment, then said softly, "I like it."

Really like.

"Xiao Shui, Happy Mid-Autumn Festival."

The woman's voice is gentle and melodious, and her eyes are softer than moonlight.

Zhao Guangshui's heart trembled, and he stared at her seriously, wanting to keep Tan Mingli at this moment in his heart forever.

May I be like a star, like a moon, night and night.

The author has something to say: Sister Li belike:

Knowing that Xiaoshui likes this set very much, but he really lacks knowledge of ancient Chinese poetry. Baidu searched "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" in "What are the Mid-Autumn Festival Poems", and then checked the background-oh!It was written by the elder brother to the younger brother, isn't this very appropriate - just this!

Note ①: Regarding Zhao Zhihua’s life assistant and work WeChat, there may be bugs, because the author is just a poor female college student, and does not know how big entrepreneurs balance life and work. Just heard that Teacher Dong Qing has eight WeChats (I heard that I don’t know how many WeChats Mr. Dong has), so I wrote this;

Note ②: The allusion of buying laughing flowers comes from Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, which is a small flirt between the concubine and the emperor.