Extra: The Old Story of the Royal Palace (Part 2)
After returning home, I was still feeling a mixture of emotions that were difficult to dispel.
Xiao Chenglan's thoughts were in a mess. He tried his best not to think about the scene he saw on the street corner, but he couldn't help it.
More and more thoughts are creeping up from the bottom of my heart like vines.
She smiled so beautifully. Could she smile at herself, not in a place with many people around, but only at him?
What would she have done if he had walked past her at that time?
Will you look at him?
What would your eyes look like if you looked at him?
Do you recognize him? No, it's better not to.
Don't think about your childhood, otherwise, her eyes will be the same as those people's, and she will hate him.
If he took the initiative to talk to her, would she answer?
No, that's weird.
She would be frightened and run away.
A complex and complicated feeling surged up continuously, and Xiao Chenglan's eyebrows, which had not yet lost their youthfulness and childishness, were twisted into the shape of a "川" character.
Then he realized he had made another stupid mistake.
He didn't even follow her to see where she went.
However, he was not too angry, because he believed in his heart that he and she were destined to be together and they would meet again.
So he even dismissed the people he hired.
He would meet her again.
The long-awaited reunion happened just ten days later, and he could always see her figure in the criss-crossing alleys.
She always carried flowers and her destination was always the mansion of the powerful.
He also knew where she lived, in an alley on South Street. Every day, she would run around with flowers in her arms.
It turned out that he was in the flower business.
This discovery surprised Xiao Chenglan.
In that case, he could also be her guest.
So Xiao Chenglan ordered someone to order flowers.
Ever since this order was issued, he had been feeling restless. He kept thinking about how she would look when she appeared in this mansion.
He could ask her to come over to him under the pretext of appreciating the flowers and ask her to introduce herself to him, and then he would see her smiling at him alone.
This made Xiao Chenglan even more excited.
Finally, there was a knock on the palace gate, and he watched from afar as the doorman opened the door.
However, contrary to his wishes, the flowers he brought were not sent by her, but only the helper in her house.
All his plans were dashed, but Xiao Chenglan's heart couldn't calm down.
His expectations have been raised so high that if they are not met, his wishes will become more distorted.
He began to wait for her frequently on the road she had to pass, waiting from a distance, and when he saw her passing by, he would follow her and walk with her.
But doing so was like quenching thirst by looking at a plum. He looked at her back and began to desire something more.
For example, hold her hand and walk side by side with her, instead of following her quietly and hiding when she notices you, as if you can't stand the light.
For example... hug her.
These secret thoughts of his first startled himself.
What on earth does he want to do.
He knew that his behavior was called spying, which was not good, but he couldn't control himself.
Finally, when several thoughts were tormenting him to the point of driving him crazy, he began to think about doing something.
It was a damp and rainy day. He waited at the entrance of the alley. He no longer followed her, but chose a path that would allow him to meet her face to face.
He held an umbrella and approached her expressionlessly, his seemingly calm eyes quietly locking onto the oncoming girl.
He thought, if he bumped into her like this and apologized to her in a soft voice, she would definitely not blame him, but would even smile and say to him, "Sir, be careful."
Although Xiao Chenglan was well aware of his bad character, he did not underestimate his appearance.
At her age, she shouldn't be opposed to a handsome young man.
But just when the plan was about to be implemented, Xiao Chenglan saw the flower branch swaying in her arms. The note was very thin and seemed particularly fragile.
So his steps were slanted after all.
If he broke her flowers, his face might not be of any use.
After thinking about avoiding her, Xiao Chenglan's courage gradually faded. In fact, the moment he brushed past her, he lowered the brim of his umbrella to cover his face.
However, the rain slid down the sky-blue umbrella with bamboo leaf patterns, splashed at the corners of her eyes, meandered down her cheeks, penetrated into her chest through her neck, and sank into her clothes.
Xiao Chenglan's eyes paused at the end of his sight for a few seconds, and his heart beat faster.
He rekindled his hope. Would this little annoyance make her do anything? Would she look up and glare at him?
But she did nothing.
As if she was used to it, the raindrops did not cause her any trouble. She ran forward holding the flowers with a normal expression until she disappeared at the end of the alley.
The repeated failure of his expectations was driving him crazy.
He even wanted to chase after her and catch her.
She couldn't break free and could only let him take her back home.
But the idea was quickly discarded.
He felt so upset that he began to toss and turn in bed. When he couldn't sleep, he started painting.
Draw the reunion that day, draw her as a child.
Draw...her neck and chest wet from the rain.
That scene seemed to have a fatal attraction to him.
After Xiao Chenglan looked at his own paintings and realized that she could appear in any way he wanted, he couldn't stop.
She did nothing, it was he who pushed himself step by step into the abyss of insatiable desire.
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Summary of this chapter: Discusses how the damp male ghost drives himself crazy by imagining things.
Xiao: He is posing and preparing to seduce someone by pretending to be a hit-and-run driver.
Libao: Excuse me, the flower delivery order is about to expire.
Xiao: ...(Standing there in infinite gloom)
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