Brother Soldier seemed to know what the girl was thinking. When he took the glasses, he took advantage of the rural woman's inattention and gently pinched the girl's slender and smooth little hand, and at the same time, a light smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The girl was held by the other party and did not feel the heartbeat electric shock. But she felt that the other party's hand was so icy. She trembled all over. When she raised her head and looked at each other hesitantly, the other party's bewitching smile once again gave her endless encouragement and imagination.

The girl temporarily forgot the coldness that moment just now and continued to look forward to a beautiful dream. She handed over the money paid by Brother Bing to her sister-in-law, and handed it to Brother Bing with her to find change. Then she took the guise of going to the bathroom and walked out of the supply and marketing store first.

The girl was waiting for her brother at another corner.

The soldier brother has no idea. The two of them had reached a tacit understanding just now.

The girl was satisfied with the feeling of walking side by side with her brother on the road. She imagined that even the trees on both sides of the road were inconspicuous on weekdays, turning into two teams of fully armed guards, and saluting them respectfully.

The soldier embraced the girl's waist with his hands ambiguously, and a cold look in his waist from his waist. The girl shook slightly, listening to his favorite words in his ears: "You are so beautiful."

The girl smiled glaringly and said, "Brother Bing is so handsome." She felt that Brother Bing was so cold, just like his hands were as cold as he was. But she was embarrassed to ask.

"What's your name?" Although the soldier looked bad, he had no intention of attacking her. The posture of holding her remained unchanged, and he was still so elegant and gentle.

"Erya, hehe!" Erya felt that her name was really rustic. Her father and mother were not educated, so it would be very rustic to choose a name.

"Er Ya is so good! Why are you laughing at?" Not only did Brother Bing not laugh at her name, he also praised her inappropriately.

"Uh, can Brother Soldier tell me his name?" Erya looked at the other party with anticipation.

"Okay, my name is Zhang Aliang." Brother Bing looked so terrible, as if he had seen through Erya's thoughts. He made Erya's face turn red with shame.

"Well, I remember. Brother Aliang, which year did you come from?" Erya felt her face was hot, but she couldn't help asking on her own initiative.

"Me? If it counts, it's almost forty!" Brother Soldier said with a smile.

Looking at the other person's slightly pale but very handsome face, it was impossible for him to be a 40-year-old old man! "Hahaha!" Erya was so amused by the other person's humor that he leaned back and forth, and even burst into tears.

Brother Bing didn't laugh, he held Erya and said, "Let's find a quiet place to have a good chat."

Erya tried hard to control her laughing nerves, wiped the tears at the corners of her eyes with the back of her hands, and looked around. Finally, she said, "How about we go to the River Park?"

"Very good-very good."

In this way, Erya and this soldier named Aliang walked towards the riverside park together.

The riverside park is very quiet, and not many people have free time to visit at this moment.

The two found a hidden seat and sat down on a long chair.

Because there was no idle person to disturb him, Erya and Brother Bing were naturally closer, and the two of them sat together almost next to each other.

Erya said: "She graduated from high school. The one in the supply and marketing store is a relative, and the husband of this relative gave her the opportunity to come here to work."

Brother Bing is like a loyal listener, listening carefully to Erya's story, as if he had nothing special to tell the other party.

Erya said: "When I was in junior high school, I particularly liked the works of Shakespeare, a well-known foreign writer. Especially the story of how the prince who revenges in "Hamlet" after learning the real cause of his father's death."

Brother Soldier nodded and finally spoke: "Writers are actually using paper and words to convey to people the spirit they imagined. The size and strength of this spirit show the foundation of every writer."

"Yes!" Erya's eyes were full of admiration, and she asked foolishly: "Can spiritual power really be transmitted? For example, special abilities transform the spirit into material power, etc.."

"Haha! Young people across the century are always interested in these illusory objects." The soldier smiled and then showed his white teeth and said, "If you are sincere, you will be able to do this supernatural scene!" Then he continued: "Human thinking is actually a complex spiritual signal, just like invisible electrical energy, but it contains huge energy."

After hearing this strange remark, Erya blinked her eyes, but she didn't understand it, but she didn't realize it.

Brother Bing looked at the quiet environment in front of him and said to Erya: "We compare our current environment to a quiet landscape painting. The scenery in the painting is set by you. When you truly understand the meaning of tranquility, you will automatically get rid of the reality of the noise around you."

"Yes." Erya nodded admirably.

"So the spiritual power you mentioned just now can be transmitted." Brother Soldier paused, glanced at Erya and continued: "For example, feelings..."

Erya's heart tightened for no reason, and then she jumped wildly. She felt that the sound of her heart beat beyond her self-control.

Brother Bing continued to show off his knowledge and talent, saying: "If someone likes you, how do you feel it? This requires spirit to be transmitted, and mutual spiritual transmission is achieved. Then we develop mutual understanding and admiration, and then we enter the emotional stage."

Erya listened to the philosophical words of the handsome soldier brother in front of her, but she was secretly guessing in her heart: Will he like him? How could he talk about the relationship? It is just my wish if he really likes it, but...

Erya is not unfamiliar with her relationship, but she is not satisfied with it. She doesn't like her parents' words, which are the parents' arrangements.

The two of them talked too much, and when Erya reacted, the surroundings were completely dark.

Brother Bing said magnanimously that he wanted to send her home.

The old man guarding the riverside park saw Erya and this soldier brother coming home late, and couldn't help but shook his head and sighed. The young people nowadays are really inappropriate. They actually imitate the romance of Western countries, and they don't know how their mothers should be anxious.

Vancao has been waiting for Wengen to come back in the store, because he can only walk away from here when he comes back. He closed the store door and fell asleep on the table.

Wengen went home and saw Vanilla lying on the table and was already asleep.

"Vanilla, get up." Wengen shouted gently shaking the other person's shoulder blades.

In the dream, the vanilla retreated step by step, and standing in front of her was the terrifying resentful ghost.

"Uh--Uh" Vanilla screamed instinctively after being awakened by Wengen, looking at him in astonishment.

Wengen was frightened by Vanilla's neurotic behavior and said, "What's wrong?" At the same time, he caught a glimpse of the half-glue shoes placed on the table, and his heart trembled slightly, and immediately knew that Vanilla bought it for him.
Chapter completed!