Chen Yun, who was listening nearby, looked constipated.
Putting aside his prominent family background, he was just a young man of only twenty-four or twenty-five years old.
I have just gotten rid of my middle school years and am a bit competitive.
"He is the sustenance of my soul. His appearance makes me feel that my soul, which has nowhere to rest, has found a home." Song Yiyao said.
She had always felt so alone.
The more lively it is, the lonelier she feels. She is like a snow lotus blooming on the Tianshan Mountains.
It was not until Chen Xian appeared that she felt that her soul finally stopped wandering.
Song Tianzong had discussed this with her mother before, saying that Song Yiyao had mental problems.
"In our circle, no woman has a normal view of love. All of them are distorted."
"Ning Cai, the daughter of Lao Ning's family, is like an artificial intelligence, she has no emotions."
"Lao Ning's wife, Nayuta, is also one of them. She originally said she would not get married."
"An Yuxia's daughter got pregnant before marriage. She is very courageous. To this day, she still doesn't know who the father of the child is."
"As for our daughter, she is not like a human, but more like a god, who treats everyone equally."
"Only Old Ye's daughter Ye Yuning is a little bit normal, but she is also an old girl and still has no one she likes."
These are Song Tianzong’s original words.
When Chu Feng and Shen Tunan heard what Song Yiyao said, they were both stunned for a while, because they didn't understand what Song Yiyao said.
If you like it, you like it. If you don’t like it, you don’t like it. So what does the destination of the soul mean?
I’m getting old and starting to not understand.
Chen Yun understood, isn't this an emotional sustenance?
Isn't what she wants someone who can provide her with emotional value?
"Yiyao, what you said is that you need others to provide you with emotional value, I can do that too." Chen Yun said hurriedly beside him, "Whatever emotional value you want, I can provide it to you."
Song Yiyao glanced at him calmly again and nodded seriously: "Okay, let's play a game of couplet poetry."
Couplet poetry is a type of poetry in which each person writes one or two lines of poetry in succession.
Couplet poetry has always been considered a form of playful poetry. Many works written to suit the occasion are of low quality and difficult to circulate. Only a small number of excellent works have been handed down because they test people's ability to improvise.
Shen Yun was stunned.
He didn't even know what couplet poetry was, and he had long since returned to his teacher all the ancient poems he had memorized during school.
Song Yiyao didn't care whether he could understand her or not. She looked out the window and saw the beautiful scenery of Dongting Lake. There were many small boats cruising on the lake. She spoke softly, "One plow opens up thousands of acres of green."
This means that the rowing oars split the surface of the lake, turning stillness into movement, cleverly describing the scene on the surface of Dongting Lake at the moment.
Shen Yun was extremely embarrassed and his face turned red.
I really can’t.
Song Yiyao glanced at him again and said, "Look, you can't provide it."
insult!
This is a blatant insult!
Chen Yun felt that his dignity was being rubbed to the ground by Song Yiyao.
Seeing this, Song Yiyao smiled slightly and stood up: "Waiter, check out."
After saying that, he went out.
Chu Feng smiled bitterly and nodded: "What a proud girl."
On the other side, Chen Xian ate a bowl of rice noodles and fried skewers and felt still not full, but he didn’t dare to order any more as he only had 80 yuan left, which would not be enough for the return boat ticket.
After walking around the island, he didn't find any way to make money. He saw a ship preparing to return, and Chen Xian was also preparing to return.
Before I boarded the ship, a voice came from behind me: "Wait for me, young man, wait a minute!"
Many people turned around because they didn't know who the voice was calling.
Shen Xian also looked back, but saw the old stall owner appeared in his sight, waving at him: "Young man, yes, I'm calling you!"
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