Ms. High Risk Occupation

Chapter 197 Don't try to push me away, Chu Yu!

"There's a juggling stand over there, and there are people going through fire hoops!"

As soon as Ning Zhao said these words, the eyes of Xuanxiang and the Prophet lit up.

"Where are you?"

Xuan Xiang stretched his neck and looked forward, but there were crowded people in front of him, and he was short, so he couldn't see anything.

"I've only seen rings of fire in storybooks!"

"In front, next to the previous stall selling sweet-scented osmanthus."

He's just been there!

Xuan Xiang grabbed the Prophet, ran down the small wooden bridge with short legs, and squeezed into the crowd.

His voice came along the wind, "Little lotus, let's squeeze in first, you follow behind, don't get separated."

Chu Yu stretched out his hand, intertwined fingers with Ning Zhao, and walked down the small wooden bridge.

"Don't squeeze, don't squeeze, don't squeeze!"

"Oh, oh, you stepped on my foot!"

"Stay away, your candied haws are stuffed in my mouth!"

"Hey! These are my pants, don't grab them, look at them clearly!"

The juggling booth was surrounded by people, and it was lively, but there were people crowded in between. Ning Zhao hesitated for a moment, and silently pulled Chu Yu to stand a little further away.

The two stood by the small wooden bridge, the lanterns hanging on the tree gave off bursts of warm yellow light, the branches crackled in the wind, and in the crystal clear pool water, the green aquatic plants beside the stones were constantly floating.

The wind carried the lotus lanterns upstream and the small notes of people's wishes, and floated downstream along the river.

"Azhao."

Chu Yu lowered her head slightly, stepped forward and hugged the slender back of the person in front of her.

Ning Zhao felt the warm and firm chest behind him, and trembled slightly. The shoulders of the young man had already become resolute. Although he was a little thin, he was able to carry the heavy burden on him.

The familiar fragrance of bamboo leaves hit her, and she touched her face, which was so hot.

"Azhao."

"When I go to the Immortal Gate in two days, if something unexpected happens to me, or I confront Venerable Lingyue or the Patriarch of the Chu family head-on, you promise me that you will never show up."

Chu Yu bent over and leaned his chin gently on her shoulder.

"Do not…"

"It is my responsibility to save my mother. If my mother still exists in this world, I should bring her back safely and let her enjoy the happiness of family."

His voice was muffled, as if he was choked with sobs, "If my mother has passed away...I should also...successfully bring back my mother's belongings, and ask the Patriarch of the Chu Family, the Patriarch of the Chen Family, and Venerable Lingyue for an explanation. Ah Zhao, this It's my responsibility, not yours, actually...you don't have to accompany me through this muddy water..."

Chu Yu seemed to have made up his mind, and gently let go of his loose arm, took two steps back, and continued with a sneer: "If it happens, I will be the Holy Son of the Demon Race. I choose, do you think I will still like a girl like you..."

"Don't be stupid. I have taken family affection as love all the way. I thought I liked you."

"I didn't realize it until today. It turns out that it's just because you are my senior sister, and I have developed feelings with you day and night at Xiaozhufeng. If it were someone else, and someone else would be my senior sister, I would also... I will also mistake family affection for love. I will also tell her those sweet words... "

Ning Zhao felt a lightness on her shoulders. She took a deep breath, pinched her palms, turned around and looked at the boy who lowered his head slightly and dared not look directly into her eyes, and raised her arms to hug her back.

She pressed her face against the boy's clothes, her voice was muffled, "Don't try to push me away with these words, Chu Yu."

"I don't believe it!"

"If you don't like me, why do you protect me with your body in the illusion, why do you call my name in your sleep, and why do you hold my hand tightly every time you encounter danger?"

Ning Zhao sniffed and hugged her even tighter.

"Today we released the Kongming lanterns together, made a wish together, watched the circle of fire together from a distance, walked across the small wooden bridge together, and ate sweet-scented osmanthus cake, glutinous rice balls and candied haws together."

"I don't want to hear what you said about pushing me away. I am very happy today, you are very happy, Xuanxiang and the prophet are very happy, and everyone is very happy."

"On happy days, don't say those dejected words, okay?"

Ning Zhao wiped away tears on the front of Chu Yu's chest, and continued: "I know, you have many worries in your heart."

"I'm worried that I won't be able to rescue my mother, I'm worried that all my years of looking forward to fetching water from a bamboo basket will be in vain, I'm worried that I won't be able to escape from the hands of the Patriarch of the Chu family, the Patriarch of the Chen family, Venerable Lingyue and others."

Ning Zhao let go of his arms around the boy's waist, held his face, tiptoed and gently kissed the corner of his lips, and it fell apart instantly.

"We will walk together in the future, and we will carry it together if there is any suffering."

"Chu Yu, don't deliberately say those unpleasant things like today, and don't push me away again, okay?"

Chu Yu couldn't bear it anymore, tears welled up in his eyes.

He raised his arms and hugged the girl's thin shoulders, hugging him tighter than every time before, as if he wanted to rub her into his flesh and blood.

"Azhao..."

"Little lotus!"

Xuan Xiang interrupted Chu Yu's words before he could say them.

Xuan Xiang and the Prophet watched the outer ring for a long time, and saw that the people in the juggling stalls just repeatedly drilled the fire ring, and did not do any other tricks, they pursed their mouths and squeezed out silently.

Just as Xuan Xiang squeezed out from the crowd, the two small knobs on her head were in a mess, she was busy arranging her hair without even looking up.

As he walked forward, he said, "Xiao Hehua, let me tell you, that juggling stand is nothing to look at."

"I thought they were going to perform [-] kinds of martial arts, but in the end they could only go through the ring of fire. I even threw a few copper coins! Fortunately, you didn't crowd over to watch, some people's shoes were trampled off..."

While he was speaking, Chu Yu had let go of Ning Zhao long ago, and the two of them clasped their fingers together and stood under the tree with the lanterns hanging on them. They were truly a couple.

Xuan Xiang had already arranged his hair, he glanced behind him, the Prophet was following behind, and he was also arranging his crumpled clothes and loosened hair, so he felt relieved.

With two short legs, he ran up to the two of them, raised his head to look at Ning Zhao, and said, "Hey...Little Lotus, why are your eyes so red?"

"And Chu Yu, your eyes are also red."

Xuan Xiang scratched her head, patted her head, and suddenly realized: "Oh~ I understand!"

"Is it because the wind is too strong, and the sand is blown into the eyes?"

Ning Zhao nodded without blushing, "Well, that's right."

"There was a sudden strong wind just now, and a lot of leaves on the trees were blown off."

"Okay, little Xuanxiang, are you having fun now?" The Prophet walked over and changed the subject in due course.

"You ate a lot of delicious food today, put the Kongming lanterns on, and watched a juggling show. How about it? Do you want to write another travel report when you return to the inn?"

The Prophet curled his lips and couldn't help laughing, "What travel notes are you writing this time?"

"Let me guess...is it called..."Lincheng Experience Record"?"

"Damn it! Bad Prophet!"

Xuan Xiang jumped up with a whimper, and threw herself on the prophet.

A gust of wind blows away the melancholy that just lingered in the hearts of the two of them.

　Happy Valentine's Day babies** Lonely and widowed little frog continues to code words~

　　
　
(End of this chapter)