Shen Weizai squatted under the palace wall, his skirt dragging on the blue bricks and stained with a thin layer of dust.
While picking Lingxiao flowers, she turned back and waved to him: "Come here, I found something good."
He picked up the corner of his robe and walked over to it, and looked out: "That's it? Lingxiao flowers. They are blooming all over the wall here, what's so strange about it."
"The hair is long, but the knowledge is short." She pinched off a flower and held the calyx and turned it upside down. "Look, this is nectar~"
He took a closer look and couldn't see clearly in the night, only smelling a faint sweet aroma. She handed the flower to his mouth: "Try to take a sip."
He hesitated for a moment, lowered his head, took the stamen in his mouth, and sucked gently. A hint of sweetness slides down the tip of the tongue, very light, like dew mixed with a little sugar.
He was stunned: "It's so sweet."
"However, they both look so shabby..."
She didn't refute, squatted down next to him, picked another one and handed it over. He took it and sucked it. After sucking, he placed the empty flower shell on the brick, and she handed over another flower. The two of them just shared the bunch of flowers one by one, like sharing a plate of rare snacks.
When she inhaled the third one, she suddenly said: "Didn't you eat it when you were a child?"
"No." He shook his head. "When I was a child, my family was fine and we didn't eat these. But I did eat sophora flower cakes. At that time, my mother picked the sophora flowers, mixed them with flour, and fried them in a pan. The oil sizzled. When they came out of the pan, they sprinkled a little salt. They were fragrant and crispy..."
Most of the fate in this world is misplaced.
When a rich man meets a poor man, he either leans in or takes a detour. When a poor man meets a rich man, he either looks up or feels ashamed. Going around and around, there was mostly half a bowl of water sloshing around, varying in depth.
Very few people can be just poor enough to live in one place.
Others are equally rich, but they are equally poor.
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"You have never been anyone's burden. You are the only one I want to embrace for the rest of my life. Whether you cry, laugh, or push me away, I will always be by your side. You don't need to become good to be worthy of being loved. I love you as long as you live. Poverty or wealth, health or illness, I will hold you through it all. Because you are worth it, just because you are worth it."
——❤️❤️The unloved love of my life❤️❤️——
Intention: I have no control over my destiny
