Lucky King and False Gentleness [GL]

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Jia Wenrou didn't expect that she would link this matter with the phone call just now, but it can't be said that it has nothing to do with the gentleman Jia who just called. Although the person she made an appointment with was not her brother, but It's not bad to let Wang Xingfu misunderstand like this.

After all, there is nothing easier than a "just coincidence" to explain all the irrationality.

Jia Wenrou smiled with crooked eyebrows, nodded and said: "Yes, it was really sudden, so please!"

She said a little embarrassedly: "It's still early to leave the appointment, why don't we go to another place?"

Naturally, Wang Xing did not refuse.

The two packed up their things, walked around first, and finally decided to sit in the library of S University, find two books, and pass the afternoon.

In the corner of the library, the windows were bright and clean, and the afternoon sun was scorching. Wang Xingxing and Jia Wenrou hid behind the tall indoor potted plants, blowing on the cool air conditioner, each took a book, read it quietly, and fell asleep. It's really a good taste of time.

Occasionally, Wang Xing raised his head from the book, secretly staring at Jia Wenrou beside him, and his heart beat faster.

An Ran in a white skirt, a girl with a book in her bare hands, not only has a beautiful face, but also has a reassuring aura.It's probably the kind that when you see her, you feel that the whole world has become quiet and stable, like an undulating sea with only a few làng flowers, calm, but there is another kind of magnificence hidden in it.

Wang Xingfu was reading a book called "Anonymous". After she bought it, she hadn't had time to finish it. Now she continued to read the place she had read before.The book tells such a story: After a kidnapping by accident, the wrongly kidnapped old man lost his memory and identity, survived hardships from the vast mountains, and looked for his own way home. His family members, represented by his wife, also searched for clues in an attempt to find news of him.

She is a person who likes to be spoiled, so as early as halfway through watching, she couldn't help but read the ending first. The ending was very vague. She didn't say whether she really returned home, but gave a hope .If the two parties meet by chance, it will be a happy ending.If not, then just keep looking.

At this moment, Wang Xingfu looked at the book spread out in front of him. The words in front of him were blurred, but he had a very clear consciousness in his heart-could it be that the reason why the kidnapped old man and his wife did not know each other? The reason why I gave up searching was because of the sense of stability and tranquility, or in other words, a sense of belonging.

When each other is around, the mind will gain peace and a sense of belonging, just like a Buddhist who takes refuge in the Three Jewels, and a person in the world, the ultimate destination is the person who can give her peace of mind.

Wang Xingxing suddenly wanted to tell others about this feeling. She turned her head and looked at Jia Wenrou, who was flipping through the book with one hand resting on her cheek. With a twitch, she took out the banknotes from her bag and said, Shua Shua wrote a line and pushed it over.

In fact, Jia Wenrou has been secretly watching the other party's actions. At this moment, she suddenly caught a glimpse of the other party pushing a notebook over, paused slightly, and reached out to take it.

The notebook reads: "When I read this book just now, I suddenly felt very touched."

Jia Wenrou took the pen on the table and wrote, "What's your feeling?" Then she pushed the notebook back.

Wang Xingxing read the response written by the other party. It was only four words, but she couldn't help but read it for a long time.

Jia Wenrou's handwriting, elegant and unrestrained, piercing through the back of the paper, is even wilder than hers!

Wang Xingfu felt in his heart that the handwriting was like a person, and the handwriting written by Jia Wenrou should be the kind of delicate and elegant lower case, neat, so that people can think of how tender and sweet its owner is when they see it. Girls, not the current ones, when they see this word, they will guess whether the person who wrote this word is a handsome guy who is unrestrained and loves freedom!

Wang Xingfu saw the other party's more unrestrained and unrestrained words than himself, and couldn't help but feel a little subtle. With a twitch of his brain, he wrote the most straightforward answer.

Jia Wenrou leaned her body slightly, leaned over her head, and saw the other party's flamboyant two lines slowly appearing on the neat page: "When I looked at you just now, I thought you were my final destination."

The author has something to say: Come on, come on~

☆、Chapter 4 Notes

When I saw you just now, I felt that you were my final destination...

After reading this sentence, Jia Wenrou's heart suddenly beat fast, as if the blood all over her body was boiling, she wished she could press the person who wrote this sentence on the table and kiss her mouth fiercely, kissing her Unable to breathe, she could only beg her to let her go with pitiful eyes!

And Wang Xing who wrote this sentence was really just expressing her most straightforward thoughts just now, because the person sitting next to him happened to be there, with a peaceful appearance that made her feel dazed. There was an idea that time would stay here forever.

In fact, this has nothing to do with what book she is reading at this time.

The person whose heart is full of turmoil naturally thinks that everything she sees resembles what she thinks in her heart.

After Wang Xingxing finished writing, he looked at the two lines of extremely literary and artistic writing, and his old face blushed, and then felt that something was wrong, and wanted to cross it out and write it again, but suddenly a hand stretched out beside him, as if seeing through her intentions, at the tip of her pen. When I wrote the first word, I snatched her notebook.

While being pulled, the tip of the pen drew a curved arc on the white page due to inertia. Jia Wenrou frowned slightly as she watched the arc suddenly appear on the clean and tidy page.

The arc left by the black pen is like a scar bitten by insects on the beautiful and clean petals of a white rose, which makes people feel regretful.

Wang Xingfu was confiscated, his face became even redder, and his ears were even redder to the point of bleeding.

She wanted to cross out the rewriting before, naturally because she realized that there was something wrong with this sentence.Anyway, for a person who has just met for a few hours, even if he really thinks that way in his heart at that moment, he should not just write it out for the other party to see.

What's more, she said it as if...as if she had something on her mind.

Although there are indeed some, but it shouldn't be written out so straightforwardly!

What does it mean that it's just a simple sentence after reading it, but it's the same as a love letter?

Jia Wenrou took the notebook and stared at the line of words repeatedly, as if a flower could magically grow on it.Wang Xingxing stared nervously at Jia Wenrou and the notebook in her hand like a quail.

After a long while, Jia Wenrou had seen enough, and finally she was willing to get a little corner of the corner of her eye to give luck to Wang who was anxiously waiting for the trial.

She glanced at Wang Xingxing lightly, and saw that the other party lowered his head in shame, and couldn't help mustering up the courage to look at her with pleading and apologetic eyes, with guilt and remorse written all over his face.Jia Wenrou curled her lips secretly, and spat in her heart: "What a fucking coward!"

If you have the ability to write such words, why don't you have the guts to say it boldly?

Jia Wenrou rolled her eyes, and under Wang Xingxing's pleading gaze, she closed the notebook as if nothing had happened, and then stuffed the notebook into her bag very naturally.

Wang Xing was stunned, his eyes were rounded, and he didn't understand what Jia Wenrou meant at all.She felt like an elementary school student who was caught stealing snacks by the teacher in class at the moment. The snacks were confiscated by the teacher. She wanted to get them back pitifully, but the "ruthless" teacher was unmoved at all!

Jia Wenrou finished putting away the notebook, and looked at the time on the phone very calmly. Seeing that it was almost dinner time, she raised her eyebrows a little funny. She didn't expect the time to pass so quickly.

Then she pointed at the time on the screen at Wang Xing, as if nothing had happened, and said calmly at Wang Xing, "It's time to go."

Wang Xingfu confirmed that he really couldn't get his notebook back, so he tidily packed up his things and left the library with Jia Rourou.

She keeps her notebook in her bag. She usually writes essays, daily reminders, and some hypocritical little feelings that she writes down casually while reading. There is nothing particularly important in it, but she is a very territorial person. Conscientious people hate personal belongings falling into other people's hands, especially books and clothes.