Chapter 78 Liu Huixiang: Anxiety Makes Me a Demon
"Cuihua, you...are you too full? What are you talking about?"
The fragrance of willow and chrysanthemum is light and fragrant.
The tips of her curved and thin eyebrows trembled slightly. Although she was lecturing Zhang Cuihua, she turned her face away.
Since Su Xian brought Yang Zhilan to visit the day before yesterday, they have not come again.
The "explanation" that Su Xian had promised her has not come to light yet.
Liu Huixiang was already at the age where she needed a man the most, and she had unilaterally decided to spend her life with him, and she considered herself to be Su Xian's woman...
She actually has a very free time. Apart from making stinky tofu every day, she also has plenty of leisure time.
When this person has free time, she likes to think about all kinds of things. She can't go out to relieve her boredom, and she doesn't have many entertainment activities like in later generations. So she thinks about it over and over again, and Su Xian's shadow is in her head all day long.
Her admiration for Su Xian, her confusion about the future, and the fact that Su Xian had not fulfilled his promise to her for a long time all made her fall into self-doubt...
The interweaving of various emotions together created a melancholy, sad and anxious Liu Huixiang.
So sad!
When her sadness reaches a certain level, her every move will reveal a melancholy temperament.
Zhang Cuihua saw it and felt troubled.
Just like just now, she gave earnest advice, but Liu Huixiang had that reaction... She couldn't save her face.
Zhang Cuihua had no choice but to shake her head gently.
…
A quarter of an hour later.
In Liu Huixiang's boudoir.
The oil lamp had been blown out and she had already lay down on the bed.
It was another sleepless night... But Liu Huixiang was not afraid, because she only needed to use her "fantasy" to barely get through this difficult time.
But tonight, for some reason, she felt very confused.
After closing her eyes, she began to fantasize and make up stories, but she couldn't fit in no matter what. She felt like a stranger...
After several attempts, Liu Huixiang sighed deeply, opened her eyes and stared blankly at the top of the embroidered couch, feeling like she was back to the time when she couldn't sleep before.
At this moment, Zhang Cuihua's words echoed in my ears.
initiative!
In fact, she had thought about this question three days ago. She was somewhat tempted at that time, but due to her shyness as a girl, she did not put it into practice.
But tonight is different.
She was clear-headed, lying on the couch, thinking and struggling for a long time with her eyes open, and finally made up her mind -
She has to take the initiative!
She was really fed up with the agonizing wait!
She urgently needed to know what Su Xian’s “confession” was!
Also, Liu Huixiang is already 25 years old. If we delay any longer, she will get old. We can’t wait any longer. We can’t wait any longer. If we delay any longer, her life will be over!
She seemed to have a sudden epiphany, and her anxiety took over, no longer hindered by her girlish shyness.
After she figured it out, she threw off the quilt, got up, lit the oil lamp, walked around the house for a while, and finally stopped under the wall.
I still remember that Su Xian climbed up the wall from here that night. There was a small hole in the wall that was big enough for one person to climb through.
A bold idea suddenly popped up in her mind -
He climbed up the wall, put his upper body into the hole, and then lay on top with his hands supporting his head, and said with a smile: "Sir, who do you think I am?"
Undoubtedly, this idea is very bold.
Especially for her who was born in a scholarly family, this kind of behavior was no different from that of a bitch and was too outrageous.
She remembered that a long time ago, when she was still young, she had secretly read some forbidden books in the boudoir. There were similar plots in those bad books...
At that time, Liu Huixiang even secretly cursed the women in the book as "bitches" and "despicable".
But now, she actually wanted to do such a thing... It's really the law of nature, Liu Huixiang couldn't help but smile bitterly.
However, although this idea was good, she was just a weak woman and could not climb up at all...
If they want to meet, it has to be Mr. Su who comes... Liu Huixiang thought to herself.
But how to get him to come?
As she thought about it, she caught a glimpse of the manuscript papers on the table filled with simplified numbers, and an idea suddenly dawned on her - she could use notes to pass letters.
But the four treasures of the study are all in the study next door. If you go to get them, you might alarm Zhang Cuihua next door... After hesitating for a while, Liu Huixiang made up her mind.
She held the oil lamp, gently pulled the bolt, then gently opened the door, then walked out carefully and walked to the door of the study...
During this process, she held her breath the whole time and dared not to breathe.
Fortunately, after entering the study, he did not disturb Zhang Cuihua.
He quickly packed up the study treasures, put them on a tray, and walked out of the study. But because he was too nervous, the tray hit the door, making a loud "bang".
At that moment, Liu Huixiang's heart almost jumped out of her chest.
She stopped where she was, feeling as if Zhang Cuihua had discovered her little secret, and a strong sense of embarrassment surged in her heart.
In Zhang Cuihua , the light was on, footsteps were heard, and Zhang Cuihua shouted anxiously: "Thief, surrender quickly! Miss, don't be afraid, I'm here..."
Soon, Zhang Cuihua opened the door and came out, holding a wooden stick in her hand. A ruthless look appeared on her fleshy face and her eyes were sharp.
"Miss, what are you doing?" However, when she saw Liu Huixiang, she was completely confused and stood at the door in a daze.
"Cuihua, don't be nervous. I'm fine." Liu Huixiang forced herself to calm down, carried the tray back to her boudoir, and said, "I couldn't sleep at night, so I thought about getting up and looking at the account book, but I didn't want to disturb you..."
"So that's how it is. I thought there were thieves in the house." Zhang Cuihua did not doubt him.
"Go back and rest quickly, don't worry about me."
"Miss, you should rest early after you are done."
“…”
After closing the door and bolting it, Liu Huixiang leaned against the wall, holding her pounding heart tightly with both hands. It was a close call!
After sorting out her emotions, Liu Huixiang placed the four treasures of the study on the table and pondered while grinding ink. What reason should she use to invite Su Xian over?
Originally, this way of meeting was already too extreme, and she was so anxious that she suppressed her shyness and took action.
However, if she were asked to write something like "Mr. Su, I miss you. Please climb over the wall and meet me" on a note, it would be absolutely impossible.
Ancient women, after all, were ancient women, and it was impossible for them to be so unrestrained.
Soon, the ink was ground, but she still had no clue.
He picked up the pen and frowned in thought for a long time. The tip of the pen dipped in ink hovered above the paper, but he did not write for a long time.
After a long time, she put down her pen and let out a long sigh.
Just as I was about to make fun of myself, I suddenly remembered that I had already taken off my makeup. If Su Xian came over later, it would be bad if I wasn't pretty enough.
With this thought in her mind, she forgot about what to write on the note and walked quickly to the dressing table.
She opened her dressing table and rouge box, put on some light makeup, then tied her long black hair into a simple but beautiful bun , and put on her favorite hairpin and other jewelry.
A quarter of an hour later.
A simple yet charming woman was born.
She looked at herself in the bronze mirror and was quite satisfied.
