She blinked, a little embarrassed, scratched her head and said: [Oh, I drank it all by accident, it actually tastes quite intoxicating...]
This seemed to be the first and only time that the young man gave her a genuine smile.
[It’s okay, my family also said it tastes good.] The young man said: [You and my family have the same taste.]
She stared at his smile in a daze, her heart pounding wildly, her throat almost wanting to scream, but was choked by shyness.
[Then...then I will make some improvements to make your tea more suitable for the public taste...] She lowered her head shyly, and quietly covered her chest with her right hand and clenched it.
Obviously I didn't catch anything.
…Looking at the young man’s smile, she seemed to have grasped eternity in an instant.
…
[Were you looking at the glass bottles on that stall just now?] The girl poked her head out, her shiny black braids swaying.
[No.] The young man withdrew his gaze and strode forward.
...This guy never waits for her, he just goes about his own business!
The girl felt depressed for a while, then she quietly slipped back, bought the glass bottle and hid it in her arms.
She didn't know that the young man stopped only because he thought of a girl ten thousand years later, and that was what really moved him. But she excitedly bought the glass bottle, followed eagerly, and rubbed it nervously as her own unique confession gift.
[Where did you go just now? ] The young man looked back.
[No, I didn’t do anything.] She coughed and covered the glass bottle in her arms.
…
[Ahem... Yeah! Su Lin... I like you! This is a gift for you, I hope you accept it!] The girl practiced in front of the mirror, but then felt it was not good, so she changed her posture, stared at the mirror and said affectionately: [Ahem! Yeah! Xiao Lin, actually I liked you from the beginning, so accept this gift and fall in love with me... Ahhhh!]
She threw herself on the bed, covered her face, and screamed like a groundhog: [How could I possibly say such a thing! Aa ...
She threw the glass bottle aside, and then hurriedly moved over to it, fearing that it would break. It was clearly a broken bottle, but she treated it like a priceless treasure.
[One more time, this is the forty-eighth time, the forty-eighth time... Jiang Yin! You can't back down anymore, you must say it this time! ]
That night, she practiced in front of the mirror all night and finally mastered the words for confession and the posture of presenting the glass bottle, which was as solemn as a proposal.
She didn't know that even the gifts she carefully prepared were monuments to others.
…
[Last night’s fireworks went off so punctually that they drowned out the sound of my confession. Damn it, I must do it again tonight… Hey? Where’s my glass bottle? Did I drop it somewhere last night?] The girl hurriedly lay on the ground looking for the glass bottle.
At this time, the young man walked out of the room and went outside.
...This guy is going to the teahouse to listen to stories again, just like the old man every day.
The girl secretly watched him leave and continued to look for it. He didn't hear her confession last night, and she felt really upset. After finding the glass bottle, she must try again tonight. This time... this time there will be no fireworks, and it will definitely be completed!
In a direction she couldn't see, the young man stopped, turned back slightly, and looked at her scurrying around under the bed like a cockroach.
The golden eyes reflected the mirage of mountains and seas, the clear and clean sky, the trickling water, and this vast world...but there was no girl.
He stood there for a long time, looking at her for a long time. Only when she walked out of the store did he start walking.
She ran out in a hurry, looking down to count the money in her arms, without noticing that she passed him by.
This was their last encounter.
——The girl ran towards the bustling morning market, and the young man turned around and walked towards the distant seaport.
A silent sigh floated in the air, but no one heard it.
[…Why bother wasting her time?] He walked away, never looking back.
…
[That woman, in her thirties or forties, still hasn’t gotten married…]
[Every day I sit on a stool in front of the cloth shop, waiting. Although I am rich, I am definitely not happy.]
[Without offspring, no one will take care of her when she gets old... Can anyone persuade Boss Jiang? She is a good person. Why should she hang herself on a tree?]
[I think Boss Jiang is quite romantic. He only loves one person in his life. I wish I could be so loyal.]
Do you think she will wait?
[It's difficult! No one knows where the young man went... His appearance and temperament are indeed not like ordinary people. It's a pity for Boss Jiang... Oh, I hope she will wake up soon. ]
[At most, wait for one or two years, and then the feelings will fade and she will forget about it.]
…
[It's been more than ten years, and Boss Jiang is still there. ]
[Hey, isn't it! In the past, we had to wait on a bench, but now we have to take ships from various countries and go to various places to look for it... The world is so big, how can we find it! ]
[Many tourists heard about Boss Jiang's affection and came to take photos with her cloth shop.]
[Boss Jiang has a hot temper, but he is very polite to tourists, just so that they can find the young man. ]
[She is a good person who has sponsored many children to go to school. It’s a pity that good people don’t get good rewards…]
[When she gets older, she will probably come to terms with it. I think the neighbor Mr. Zhang is quite interested in her and often sends her flowers.]
…
[Mr. Zhang passed away today... He never got married in his life. But Boss Jiang is still waiting. Does she know that there is someone waiting for her affectionately...]
[Grandma, who is Boss Jiang? ]
[Oh, she's a lunatic... It's hard to say, no one knows if she's really in love or just crazy. ]
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