Chapter 658 Wait or not

Duan Qingming said rudely, "You don't see it now. It's just dozens of three autumns, but if you don't study hard, you can wait for three autumns in your life."

Duan Yu touched his nose and said, "Sister, how do you know that your brother must not be able to do it without you?"

Duan Qingming took a look at Duan Yu and said, "I not only hit you, but also want to beat you up... I don't read good books, but I think these useful and useless things. If I were Ninglan, I will definitely not help you plead for mercy and let Aunt Xue marry her..."

Last time, Duan Qingming knew about Xue Ninglan's plea for Duan Yu. Because she knew Xue Ninglan's situation, Duan Qingming was even more worried. It was not appropriate to tell Duan Yu about these things, but Duan Qingming was also a little angry when he saw that Duan Yu's face was nonsense and didn't care at all.

Duan Yu heard this and jumped up with an "ah". He pointed to the direction outside the door and said angrily, "Xue Yongqiang dares to..."

Duan Qingming said coldly, "Why doesn't he dare... He gave birth to his daughter, and he can marry whoever he wants. Is it possible that you, Duan Yu, are the only man in the world... Even if you are the only one, you can choose not to marry?"

Duan Yu's head hung down, and he said hatefully, "I swear, if Xue Fu dares to marry Ninglan, I will definitely make a scene in Xue Fu and the wedding hall."

Duan Qingming's eyes became colder. She said, "Okay, you go and make trouble... If you make a scene, Ninglan's life will be ruined by you. If you make a scene, she can't be a person from now on. She may be ashamed and angry to kill herself, and she may be bullied by her mother-in-law for a lifetime...% If you think it's reasonable for Ninglan, just go ahead. Sister supports you.

When Duan Yu heard this, he immediately appeared like a defeated rooster and had nothing more to say.

However, this doesn't work, and that doesn't work either. Do you really have to watch Xue Fu use his crooked brain and then marry Ninglan to someone else?

No, no, absolutely not. Duan Yu will never allow this matter.

Thinking of this, Duan Yu turned around and left - hum, Xue Yongqiang has not kept his faith, so why should he keep his faith... No, now he is going to see Ninglan, now, right now.

Seeing Duan Yu turn around and leave, Duan Qingming did not stop her. However, when Duan Yu was about to step out of the door, Duan Qingming suddenly said leisurely behind Duan Yu: "Go, if you go to see Ninglan now, let alone Ninglan will not see you. I believe that tomorrow, there will be no need to secretly go on a blind date in Xue's house. Instead, he generously took Ninglan to his family... Unfortunately, I heard that Ninglan begged Aunt Xue for a long time before blocking the marriage of Lord Zhang's son. Your trouble is afraid that Ninglan will cry and hang herself again, and there is no way to recover it.

Duan Yu stood still. He turned around, looked at Duan Qingming, and said with a bitter face, "Sister, but I really miss Ninglan. I really want to see her. Otherwise, if you go with me, we will take a look at her from afar, okay?"

Duan Yu's face was full of pleading, which made Duan Qingming feel a little soft for a moment. She stepped forward, took Duan Yu's little hand, sighed and said, "Yuer, Ninglan is my best friend. You are my only brother. I can only miss you well. How can I hurt you... What about you? If you listen to your sister, go back to study hard. After a while, I will try to see Ninglan and ask for you. One sentence back..."

Duan Yu's eyes lit up and said, "Is this true?"

Duan Qingming nodded and said, "It's true."

Duan Yu looked happy and said, "Then I'll wait for my sister's good news."

Duan Qingming nodded and said seriously, "Yuer, although you are under the pressure of the examination, you have to believe that Ninglan will not be under less pressure than you. Therefore, you have to remember that you are not the only one who is working hard now, but also Ninglan... She is also working hard to Come by your side, so don't let yourself down, just live up to Ninglan, you know?

Duan Yu nodded victorily, but then looked bitterly and said, "But, sister, I really miss that stupid girl..."

Duan Qingming said, "I know you miss Ninglan, but Ninglan doesn't want you... However, the man wants to say a few words. I think Ninglan wants a more important husband."

Duan Yu nodded again, and then turned around and walked out. As he walked, he said, "Yes, I will work hard. I will keep my promise and not let Ninglan be sad."

Duan Qingming looked at Duan Yu's back and sighed slightly.

Qiu Ning took two steps ahead and smiled at Duan Qingming, "Miss, the young master is quite obeding you. With your advice, he actually left."

Duan Qingming said, "He didn't listen to me, but what I said was right. If he wants to be with Ninglan, he must work hard and work very hard. Most importantly, he must keep his promise, otherwise, even he will look down on himself.

Xia Caoer on one side looked at Duan Yu's small figure and felt a little distressed. She said, "Miss, how old is the young master? Isn't this too unfair to him?"

Duan Qingming shook her head and said, "No matter how small a man is, he is a man. Since Yuer has chosen the way he will go in the future, all I can do is to help him walk flatter..."

After listening to Duan Qingming's words, Qiu Ning and Xia Caoer were silent.

And Duan Qingming stood at the door for a while and went back to the room.

Duan Qingming's dressing table is facing the window. At this time, she came into the room and was ready to change her clothes, but when her eyes touched the neat dressing table, she couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

Comb.

It turned out that there was an extra comb on the dressing table. The comb, about three inches long, has just grasped the curvature of the palm of the hand, round teeth, clear roots and exquisite polishing. Most importantly, on the flowing bones of the comb, there are several faint handwritings engraved "just lower your eyebrows and on your heart."

The window is half open, and the summer light comes in from the window. A thick shadow with green branches and leaves fell on the comb, and there was a kind of meaningful lovesickness through time and space from the perspective of Duan Qingming.

A breeze blew, and the branches and leaves moved outside the window. The antique comb actually exudes the faint fragrance of superior incense wood. You don't have to look at it, you know it's worth it.

Duan Qingming walked forward in a daze, looked at the comb on the dressing table, and then held it in her hand, and her eyes became faintly wet.

Don't look at it, Duan Qingming knows that this was given by Yan Lingyu.

For some time, Yan Lingyu's people have disappeared, but he seems to be surrounded by Duan Qingming all the time. No matter what Duan Qingming wants to do, he can faintly feel the existence of Yan Lingyu.

Duan Qingming doesn't like those complicated jewelry. She prefers those antique carvings and exquisite combs.

When the combs polished by famous craftsmen gently slip through her hair, Duan Qingming will feel that her heart will also fly.

Just like now, holding such a comb in her hand, Duan Qingming suddenly felt as if she was holding someone's cold hand.

Duan Qingming simply sat in front of the mirror and spread the hair she had just combed in the morning. Then, she gently combed the comb from the top of her head, slipping down.

The round wooden comb, like a pair of gentle and cool hands, fell from the top of Duan Qingming's head, and Duan Qingming closed her eyes slightly.

Qiu Ning followed into the room and saw Duan Qingming sitting in front of the mirror with her hair loose. She went to the ground silently and wanted to take the comb in Duan Qingming's hand and help Duan Qingming dress up.

Duan Qingming shook her head slightly and said, "No, I want to comb it myself."

Yes, comb your hair with the comb sent by Yan Lingyu, as if that person was still behind him, chattering.

Qiu Ning stepped back two steps and let Duan Qingming dress herself. After following Duan Qingming for a long time, Qiu Ning also knew her temper and knew that Duan Qingming's obscure mind was nothing more than Yan Lingyu. ..........................................................................