long-cherished wish

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long-cherished wish

Author: Mu Shui Qijue

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"Ayu, it doesn't matter if you are a daughter, I have fallen in love with you, hopelessly in love with you..."

"Rou'er, you have to know that I'm not a man, I can't, can't give you everything they can give you..."

"I don't understand why men can only get the sense of accomplishment they want by constantly exploiting and trampling women. I hate and resent, and then gradually start to indulge myself, to contact all kinds of men, watching them one by one for The way I'm fighting and jealous, turning against each other, cursing and fighting each other, I actually feel a kind of incomparable pleasure in my heart..."

Content tags: Dressing up as a man

Search keywords: Protagonist: Ruan Qingyu+Ling Rou┃ Supporting role: Qin Chuan┃ Others:

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☆、Prologue [-]

([-]) Tan Lang

In the 30th year of Hongwu, Jinling, Chunshen.

Occasionally, a few strands of rain drifted across the gloomy sky, as fine as a girl's unresolved melancholy.

A slender white hand, lightly holding an oil-paper umbrella, walked through the prosperous and dense streets and alleys, and stopped at the bank of the Qinhuai River lined with green willows.

The young girl's blue silk is like satin, neatly draped over her shoulders, a lacquer jacket lined with Haitianxia's cape, and a rolled silk pleated skirt embroidered with lotus patterns. Facing the breeze from the Huai River, her light dress blows back Fluttering, showing graceful posture and moving lines, along with the willow color on the shore, blending into the misty rain together.

"Meow meow……"

A few "meows" sounded in my ears, the girl seemed to be waiting for something, looked down, and saw a stray cat quietly appearing under the tree, with a pair of jewel-like black pupils begging to look at her right wrist. bamboo basket.

The girl lifted the cover and deftly threw some food, but the cat was not in a hurry to eat, but ran away far away with the food in its mouth as usual.

In the bustling city of Jinling, there are many homeless stray cats. At the end of remote streets and alleys, there are also unkempt beggars who have nowhere to live. Every time a girl passes by an alley corner, she never takes a second look at those flowers. I am especially grateful to that cat alone.

By chance, the girl discovered that the cat had given birth to a kitten, and every time the cat got food, it would first pick up the kitten.Perhaps it was a woman's natural motherhood that made her have a special love for the female cat. Every day after that, she would appear under the first willow tree on the water bank on time, waiting for the cat to appear.

I am used to seeing the Qinhuai Painted Boats, the Ancient Bridge of Misty Rain, the same time and place, but today, there seems to be a little bit of difference.

A water pavilion on the bank is only a few dozen steps away from the girl. In the past, there were few people in the pavilion, but today, the girl saw a stone plant standing on the empty stone pier. Green potted plants, a scholar sits in front of the pier, copying with a pen.

The flowers and leaves in the potted plants are slender, and the whole body is azure. Occasionally, the breeze blows gently with the drizzle, and the flower branches tremble slightly, graceful as a fairy.

This flower is called Luoshenrui, and it is a very delicate flower that cannot withstand the sun and rain, so it can only be cultivated with careful care.

Against the Yanliu Ancient Bridge, the scholar is particularly focused on the painting, and he seems not to notice the rain brushing his cheeks lightly.

The girl just glanced at the scholar one more time, and didn't linger, instead of turning her delicate body away, she walked away leisurely.

From then on, the girl would see the scholar sitting in the pavilion copying the painting, although each time it was just a quick glance, she felt faintly curious.

On this day, the sky was bright and clear, the sun shone on the face, and there was also some summer heat.

As usual, the girl came to the fixed shore with an umbrella, and swept into the pavilion habitually. The painting on the stone pier was still there, but this time, the shadow of the scholar was gone.

The girl Liu Mei lightly frowned, raised her eyes and looked around, but she couldn't see anyone, and felt a little disappointed.Looking at the empty pavilion, she suddenly had an idea, went to the pavilion, put away the umbrella, picked up the scroll on the table, and stared at it carefully. After seeing it, she took a light breath.

Girls have seen many famous paintings, and it is rare to see such exquisite, delicate, elegant and gorgeous brushwork as a scholar.What caught her attention even more was that there was a girl in the painting wearing a blue shirt with large sleeves, holding an umbrella while feeding stray cats. On the water's edge, there is a rosette smiling at her...

"girl……"

The girl regained her senses, raised her eyes to look at the person who passed by, and at that moment, she actually felt a strong heartbeat.

The book grew up very handsomely, and his smile was as gentle as imagined. She was stunned for a moment, but soon returned to normal. Before the scholar opened his mouth, he said with a stern face, "Young master looks so gentle, how can you spy on your daughter's house?" Hey the cat, did you draw people into it?"

The scholar's enthusiasm was abruptly swallowed back, and he stood still, feeling a little awkward.

Seeing that the scholar froze in place and didn't know how to answer, the girl chuckled, then held back immediately, and said instead: "However, the master's painting skills are exquisite, and the brushwork is brilliant. I am fascinated by it for a while, and I really admire it."

Her words were gentle and bright eyes flowed, the scholar couldn't help being stunned for a moment, looking at the girl's beautiful melon-seeded face, his cheeks turned red unconsciously, and suddenly said: "If the girl likes it, Xiaosheng is willing to draw this painting, Give it to the girl..."

The girl was slightly stunned, a little surprised, her beautiful eyes were full of emotion, and she deliberately said: "Young master is so calm, why don't you often send paintings to the girl's house..."

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