Chapter 10: The worst reason 2
"Minister, I don't want to do it." At noon of the event, Xiaojie, a member of Xiaochuan, ran to Xiaochuan and said with a reluctant face.
"Why?" Xiaochuan just got angry because of the staffing problem, and his tone was naturally not very good.
"I just don't want to do it." Xiaojie's face was full of unwillingness.
"I don't want to do anything, so what do you want to do?" Ogawa suddenly became inexplicably angry.
"I just don't want to do it." Xiaojie also had a stubborn temper.
"Well, don't do this, don't do that, so what are you going to do? Do you want it for you, Minister? Xiaochuan's voice was hoarse because of impatience, and his anger suddenly reached its peak. "If you can do it, you can do it. If you can't, don't come next time."
Xiaochuan turned his head and was busy with his own affairs. Xiaojie stamped her feet and ran away angrily.
"This..." Xiaoyu looked at Xiaojie running away and wanted to say something to ease the atmosphere, but Xiaoyu knew Xiaochuan's temper and thought about it, but said, "Isn't it good?"
"What's wrong? It's good that I don't want to leave. Xiaochuan was angry and said a word back.
"Oh..." Xiao Yu sighed and walked away.
Xiaojie retreated like this, and Xiaochuan didn't bother to keep it. It's okay for people who are not young to do things to leave.
The activities are hard and painful. Ogawa also racked his brains, and strives to be perfect in all aspects of personnel deployment, while Ogawa's poor body is even weaker.
[I'm so tired] Xiaochuan shouted in the pawnshop group.
[What's the matter, little daughter-in-law?]
[It's just tired, dear Hanhan]
Hanhan is a girl. Although she is called Xiaochuan's little daughter-in-law, it is just a joke between girls. Xiaochuan knew Hanhan in a pawnshop. At that time, Hanhan was still called Yanqi, and Xiaochuan called Xiaoqi and Xiaoqi. I know Hanhan because Hanhan lives in Nanjing and has to take Xiaochuan and Orange to dinner. At that time, Xiaochuan misunderstood that Hanhan was a boy and took a little precautions, but later he knew that Hanhan was a girl, and Xiaochuan was also a little disappointed.
Hanhan is not from Nanjing and has the boldness that belongs to the north, which is very similar to Xiaoxiao.
Hanhan is the plump kind. Hanhan in the photo is completely playful, exquisite, and he was also obsessed with love. Hanhan on QQ is more like a little woman, occasionally silly and cute, occasionally shrewd and capable, occasionally sees through everything, and occasionally can't let go. Xiaochuan will often be like a child with dementia. Hanhan will drink it on the head, regardless of whether he wakes up. In fact, Xiaochuan likes this feeling very much. It is not humiliating abuse, but gentle reproach, which makes people feel love.
Xiaochuan wrote his own and Xiaowen, Xiaomei's story - "Life is like a play" with a pen. Hanhan liked it very much and also thought about it. He forced Xiaochuan to think about the title of the book, think about the type, and prepare to write.
"The Play Like Life" - Han Han's book is based on the characters of the pawnshop. Everyone plays their own role, and everyone plays their own play.
Xiaoxiao is the owner of the No. 7 pawnshop, and the little shopkeeper at dusk. "The shadow is slanting and the water is clear and light, and the dark fragrance floats at dusk."
Hanhan is Lin Xiaoqi, the seventh sister of Yiquelou, Xiaochuan is the top brand of the brothel, Li Guichen, Xiaoxi is Guichen's girl, Wen Shu is Xiaochuan's favorite person, Xiaoxi is Zixi, Hanhan's girl.
Orange is the owner of the weapon shop. Ling Yi has a little follower Yang Ye. Yang Ye is tired, very dull but very smart and tired.
There are also Xiaochu's medical hall, Monan's emperor, and the prince of matches. Everyone has their own roles, and everyone plays everyone's joys and sorrows.
Ogawa set a perfect image for himself. The top card of the brothel, he appeared for the first time and fell in love with all sentient beings with a smile.
"The faint white plum fragrance on the face, with some charm, penetrates straight into people's hearts, condenses into a wisp, and has not melted for a long time. A patterned gold peony brocade outer shirt, with a semi-open neckline, a pink breast looming, a five-color gold embroidered plate belt, with a five-color yarn-embroidered pleated moon skirt. The cloud temples are tied into a heart bun, but there is no need for flowers to make a hairpin. A golden silk beaded seven-colored phoenix shakes gently with the lotus step, and the carved inlaid jewelry stone pendants against the skin become more and more snow-white. He raised his hands and feet with a little enchantment. The distant mountain is raised between the eyebrows, the phoenix's eyes are swept lightly, and the flowing waves turn. The cherry lips are gently opened. Before the mouth is not ready to be opened, and most of the bottom is already crispy. There is a little shyness and uneasiness between the eyebrows, which makes people feel particularly pitiful."
I fell in love with the man named Wen Shu by mistake. "The coarse cloth gown is with a patch, the hair is tied up at will, and there is a small bag on my body. It is too simple to have a simple appearance, but it has a heavenly temperament and a little pride in his expression. Even in this dazzling building, it is also out of color. I can't help but let people ignore his clothes and amaze him with dust.
From then on, it was a lifelong disaster. Guichen let go of his identity as a killer and what he was persistent for the sake of Wenshu, just to change his pity.
Wen Shu finally married someone else. In front of Guichen, Guichen left resolutely, thinking that he would die with Wen Shu. Death is the end.
"'Is Ruo'er tired?' Wen Shu looked at Ning Ruo dotingly and gently brushed the sweat off her cheeks.
Guichen looked at the smile. It used to be his own smile, that doting, that warmth, but now he gave it to another woman. Guichen knew that it was not a fake thing, and there was no way to make any false feelings. After all, he did not belong to him. His love was too deep and too self-righteous, no It was the love he wanted. The blood rolled up again and couldn't be suppressed.
"I have other things to do, so I won't talk about it. Luochuan will give you a glass of water and wine. I wish you two a good match for a hundred years and have an early birth." The maid beside him brought the wine. Guichen picked up the glass and handed it to Wenshu.
Wen Shu took the wine glass, but Gui Chen unexpectedly took Wen Shu's arm. It was not an ordinary toasting posture, but a wine posture.
"I'm sorry. I lied to you." Wen Shu muttered, his voice was so low that only Guichen in front of him could hear it.
"You have never forgotten her." Guichen whispered in Wen Shu's ear and was stunned for a moment. It turned out that this woman was actually so smart that she knew everything, but she pretended not to know anything.
Guichen drank all the wine in the glass, and his hand loosened slightly. The glass fell to the ground and broke into pieces, just like Guichen's heart, which could no longer be repaired.
Guichen raised the veil and left Wen Shu with an enchanting smile. He turned around and resolutely left. The corners of his skirt flew over and were as red as blood, like a butterfly that was about to burn out its life, leaving only a gorgeous moment.
In the end, neither of them could die. Wenshu's favorite woman, Dai Wenshu, lost her memory. Guichen also erased Wenshu's memory here. If she missed it like this, no one would remember it.
"Zhu Xian turns to Hua Nian
Single Shadow Double Flying Goose
If you leave your concubine
Acacia year after year returns to life
Wanchuan Shuinai Bridge
Tears on the Sansheng Stone
It's hard to think about the unbroken string
From now on, life and death are not related
The red lips open gently, word by word, singing the flowing Chinese years.