Online Dating Hurts People

Xian Sucao briefly described his past with Liu Qinbao, omitting the part where he was molested by a stranger, Han Xuandong still frowned and hammered the table angrily.

"Why is he so shameless? He obviously did something wrong to you, yet he still blames you for harming him."

Han Xuandong angrily poured down half a bowl of fish soup.

"Why didn't you tell me at that time, as long as you are willing to tell me, I will definitely drive to you overnight and beat him up for you."

Xian Sucao reluctantly twitched the corners of her mouth: "I don't blame him, he was also forced by the environment, if there were no rumors, he would not have hated me, or even revenge."

He carefully traced the carvings on the bowl with his fingers.

"I can understand and forgive him, but I can't let go. I don't want to see him again."

"Then I won't see you." Han Xuandong picked out a few shrimps and put them in Xian Sucao's bowl. "But he was able to find your current mobile phone number. He must be a very skilled pervert. It seems that I have to hide you these days so that he won't find you."

After lunch, Han Xuandong took the initiative to take over the job of washing dishes, Xian Sucao symbolically walked around the coffee table in the living room a few times, then went directly to the bedroom and threw himself on the bed.

He was lying slightly curled up on his side, with his arms folded and laid flat, with half of his arms stretched out of the bed, like a cat basking in the sun in spring.He wasn't too sleepy, he just squinted his eyes slightly, and when Han Xuandong lay down beside him, he didn't respond, he just moved his fingers slightly.

At the end of May 20st, G City finally has some signs of summer, the temperature has climbed to more than [-] degrees, and there is a steady rise.

Han Xuandong has a lot of heat in itself, and it becomes unbearable when the temperature rises, while Xian Sucao's body temperature is low, and it also has a refreshing smell, which makes him unconsciously get close to it.Xian Sucao lay there motionless like a big doll, except for the ups and downs of her body when breathing, she didn't respond to his approach at all, Han Xuandong boldly grabbed his arm and embraced him, wrapping him completely Everyone is confined within their sphere of influence.

Xian Sucao smelled the lemon scent of the dish soap in his hands and closed his eyes, Han Xuandong rubbed against his cold back, moaning in comfort.

"Where do you want to go in the afternoon, ancient city, wetland park, or mountain climbing?" Han Xuandong asked suddenly.

Before he could answer, he said to himself again: "I still have a few days left to act bravely, and it seems that I have enough time. After May [-]th, the number of tourists is less than half. Let's go to the ancient city first."

Xian Sucao let out a muffled "Mmm", shrank her body and stuck closer to Han Xuandong.

City G has mountains, rivers and historic sites, and the scenery is beautiful.But her geographical location is more superior, and she can develop rapidly without relying on tourism. It is still in the stage of rapid development, and there is no need or leisure to develop natural and cultural landscapes.

The ancient city was built around a section of the ancient city wall and a bell tower that have survived since the Ming Dynasty. The restored ancient city complex is quite perfunctory. Surrounded by rows of high-rise buildings, it looks like a village in the city.The highly saturated red walls and green tiles are covered with a thin layer of dust, looking dusty and old in the sun, but without any ancient charm.

Except for a few ancestral halls of civil servants and military generals that are related to the history of the ancient city, everything here is to cater to the word "ancient" and let yourself go.

The whole ancient city is filled with the atmosphere of the market, dirty colorful flags and red lanterns are lined up in rows, someone is pushing three rounds along the street and yelling and selling Langya crispy candy and Zhuangyuan candy, stepping on bluestone bricks and knocking on bamboo boards step by step.On both sides of the ancestral hall, there are sellers of gold silk cakes, white meat blood sausages and all kinds of pastries, there are those who make fried chicken, salted duck and chicken breast with bamboo shoots, there are antique photography shops and souvenir sellers, all of which are borrowing "nostalgia" Earn money.

The colorful portraits in the ancestral hall look undignified, even a little scary.

Only at the corner where there is no one, when the line of sight follows the green ivy and sees the sleeping copper-green bell in the clock tower, can one catch a trace of the echo from the distant past.

Xian Sucao is not interested in such a false humanistic landscape, but Han Xuandong is as excited as a new tourist, holding his hand, walking through the streets and alleys, introducing everything he thinks is beautiful to Xian Su Look at the grass, even the plantain growing in the cracks of the bricks made him very excited.

He bought all the snacks he saw. At the beginning, Xiansucao could taste it while walking, but he couldn't eat it anymore.Han Xuandong packs all the snacks and puts them in a backpack. There are thermos cups on both sides of the backpack, which contain iced mung bean water.Han Xuandong is carrying a bag, every time he drinks water, Xian Sucao has to help him carry it. He sweats a lot, so he drinks water very frequently. Every time he picks up the water cup, he will inadvertently rub Xian Sucao's finger, although the other party doesn't respond , Han Xuandong was still very happy in his heart.

He led Xian Sucao to the bottom of the bell tower, and bought a string of blessing bells and a longevity lock in front of the blessing platform.Under the blessing bell is a key made of red tassels and jade, and three bells are hung under the longevity lock, which jingle when shaken.

Han Xuandong hung the longevity lock around Xian Sucao's neck, tied the blessing bell on his hand, and smiled: "We locked it."

He shook his wrist, and the blessing bell came out with a clear voice, "We are a pair from now on, when you miss me, you ring the bell, and when the bell rings, I know it's you miss me."

Usually when he said such ambiguous words, Xian Sucao could always hear the meaning of joke in his words, and responded with sarcasm.Maybe they didn't talk through the screen this time, and the wind in early summer was a bit hot, facing Han Xuandong's face, he couldn't tell whether there was any kind of joke or seriousness in his words, and somehow hoped that he was serious.

They climbed up the city wall by steps built of rammed earth. The steps were so steep that bells rang every time they took a step.

"I'm still by your side, why do you always miss me?"

Han Xuandong walked behind Xian Sucao, reaching out to grab his clothes, like grabbing a cat's tail.

Xian Sucao hid her red ears: "I was thinking of pushing you down, don't just pull me."

"You can't push me down," Han Xuandong quickly withdrew his hand in a gesture of surrender, "Aren't you addicted to food? Your wealth and life are still in my bag. I fell, yours Little life is gone."

Xian Sucao ignored him and climbed faster.

He was wearing a short half-sleeved T-shirt today, showing his waist from time to time. Han Xuandong was behind him, and he could see clearly. He thought this was much more seductive than the sound of bells. Even after drinking the mung bean water, he couldn't suppress the scorching heat in his heart.

They stood on the top floor to enjoy the breeze, with the old streets behind them, and the brand-new traffic in front of them. The sun was warm and the breeze was pleasant. Han Xuandong leaned against the city wall, squinting his eyes comfortably.

Xian Sucao took the opportunity to look at him quietly. Against the background of the ancient city wall, Han Xuandong looked extraordinarily tall, like a lion crawling on the eaves, like a young and promising general, who came from the long yellow sand of history, but was spotless .

He had an inexplicable urge to hug him tightly, to kiss his chest and roll on his chest.

This trip to the ancient city cost Han Xuandong a lot of money, Xian Sucao felt a little sorry, took Han Xuandong into the costume photography shop before leaving, and insisted that he pay to take pictures.

There are various styles of clothing in the photography store, not limited to Hanfu made in the Ming Dynasty, you can even find long gowns, cheongsams and Chinese tunic suits from the Republic of China period, as well as some ethnic minority costumes, as well as night clothes, prison uniforms and The Taoist gown that "cuts straight at the iron mouth".

You can change your clothes casually, and you can take a photo of two people, and the photo is 20 yuan a piece.

As soon as Han Xuandong entered the room, he was attracted by a cheongsam with blue and white porcelain patterns. He took off the cheongsam, compared it with Xian Sucao in the air, and looked at the wig on the table, and had a bold idea.

Xian Sucao had just taken off a stepping armor, and when she turned her head to see Han Xuandong gesticulating wildly with a cheongsam, she couldn't help being a little surprised.

"Do you want to wear this?" He put it on, his eyes wandering back and forth between Han Xuandong's shoulders and chest, "I think you may not be able to wear it...but if you really want to wear it, the effect should be amazing."

"not me…"

Just as Han Xuandong was about to argue, he was interrupted by the shopkeeper's hearty voice: "It's okay, in order to cater to the special tastes of some customers, the women's clothing in this small shop is all in super super super super super large sizes."

One minute later, Han Xuandong was locked into the changing room with a super super super super super size red cheongsam, secretly cursing that the black shop has everything, it looks like it is not a serious business, and plans to report to the administrative department report.

After struggling to put on the cheongsam, looking at the King Kong Barbie in the mirror, Han Xuandong felt a little reluctant to go out.

He put on a wig and felt like a rent collector with explosive fighting power.

He didn't understand why he didn't resist just now, and just came in with his clothes in such a daze.

Han Xuandong hesitated for a long time, but finally decided to take off the cheongsam and pick out one he likes.

I never thought that just as he was about to take off his clothes, the door of the changing room opened, and Xian Sucao appeared in the crack of the door. Seeing him twisted and ready to take off his clothes, he was taken aback for a moment, then smiled: "I thought you were wearing clothes When encountering difficulties, the door is unlocked and I want to come in to help directly, isn’t this worn, it looks pretty.”

Nice hammer!

Han Xuandong is a shy man.

He reached out to grab the door, "I'm not suitable for wearing this, you close the door, I'll take it off and change again."

"Don't, just wear this," Xian Sucao squeezed into the changing room through the crack of the door, Han Xuandong's breath stagnated when she saw his outfit clearly, Xian Sucao smiled faintly, shaking The longevity lock on the neck, "Don't you want to see me in this outfit? Let's go together."

Xian Sucao was wearing exactly the blue and white porcelain that Han Xuandong had seen before.

His figure is not bulging forward or backward, and he can't support it where it should be, but his shoulders are a little tight. The originally soft features are a little more stern by the elegant outline of the cheongsam. It doesn't look harmonious, but Han Xuan Winter still looks good.

Xian Sucao put on a flaxen headgear with curly hair, and looked like a cold agent in women's clothing when she was not smiling.

In the end, at the behest of the owner of the photography shop, the tough rent collector hugged the ruthless agent horizontally and left an unforgettable group photo.

It was so unforgettable that Han Xuandong didn't want to see it at all, but he still carefully kept it in his cherished notebook.