National Hand Medicine

Chapter 124: Clouds and inks are not stained with dust (2)
What kind of consequences will a person with a strange ability be found out by others?Devastating disaster?
Su He didn't know, she smiled lightly.

In fact, Su He is not such a beautiful and unparalleled person. If a woman's appearance is judged by ten points, she is only seven points at most, but her smile is clean and pure without any filth , enough to give her a perfect score.

At this time, Su He's smile, in Song Yunmo's eyes, was like a graceful epiphyllum slowly blooming, revealing an astonishing beauty, and the lingering fragrance made one unable to help but indulge in it.

Song Yunmo's heart moved, all the irritability and confusion in his heart were settled because of this smile.

For Song Yunmo, Su He was the source of her chaos and also the medicine for his tranquility.

She is different from him.

Su He had a smile on her face, her eyes were like crescent moons, she nodded and admitted directly: "That's right, that's me."

Song Yunmo's heart was shocked, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

It suddenly occurred to him that he wanted to pursue this answer from her so blindly, but he had never thought about her feelings.How miraculous is the ability to save him, does it belong to an ordinary person?of course not.

And if such an ability appears in such a society, if it is known by others, might it be a good thing?

At that time, she will only become a healing machine for those in power, lose her freedom and be imprisoned, and she may be caught by those scientists who are full of incomparable curiosity and wish to dissect everyone except themselves. Constantly drawing blood tests to study the source of her ability...

Those overwhelming terrifying thoughts made Song Yunmo immediately regret the question just now.

He lowered his eyebrows guiltily: "Sorry, I shouldn't have asked..."

"It's okay!" Su He was very relieved about this, "As long as you don't tell others, it will be fine? Only you and I know this secret!"

As she spoke, she blinked at Song Yunmo.

Song Yunmo froze for a moment, then nodded quickly and solemnly.

Then, suddenly, he laughed.

At that moment, this elegant and charming man, who seemed to come out of an ancient ink painting, came alive because of this smile, and at that moment, everything in the world was eclipsed.

Including Su He who didn't care too much about other people's looks, they all froze there after seeing Song Yunmo's smile.

Song Yunmo saw Su He's daze, and the smile on his face became brighter and brighter. He even couldn't help raising his face, his eyes were curved, and the smile on his lips was as elegant as a lotus.

After a while, he stopped smiling, and said to Su He, "Let's get to know each other again—Hi, I'm Song Yunmo, Yunmo of 'if the yellow flowers don't grow on the temples, how can cloud ink be stained with dust'!"

"If the yellow flowers don't go to the temples, how can the cloud and ink get dusty?" Su He smiled, "Hi, I'm Su He! But my name doesn't have as deep a meaning as yours!"

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Afterwards, the two of them left together without sitting in the teahouse for a long time.

Su He's original purpose of coming to Panjiayuan today was to shop for treasures. He just saw a vermilion imitation Yuan blue-and-white peony-pattern jar, which is considered lucky, but he doesn't want to sit here anymore, but prepares to keep going.

After Su He told Song Yunmo, Song Yunmo also said: "I'll go with you, maybe I haven't visited Panjiayuan for a long time."

Su He thought about it, nodded and agreed.

Anyway, shopping alone is also shopping with two people, Su He has an extra Song Yunmo by his side, so it can be regarded as a companion, right?
The two went downstairs and followed the flow of people at the entrance of the Panjiayuan Antique Market.

It was just past ten o'clock in the morning, and it was the time when there were many people. The sun was on their heads, and people were sweating, but the people wandering around Panjiayuan were still full of enthusiasm and interest. .

Su He is also hot, but because she has practiced martial arts and has the vitality of life, she is much better than the other faces who are flushed and covered in sweat under the scorching sun.

And Song Yunmo didn't know why, he didn't feel too cold about the sun, and he seemed to have a natural demeanor under such a sun, as if he didn't feel anything at all.

Although Su He didn't feel very hot, the sun made her really uncomfortable.After a while, she took out a parasol from her bag, opened it and lifted it up to cover the scorching sun above her head.

However, she covered it herself, but even though Song Yunmo was basking in the sun.

Su He looked at him, thought for a while, then stood on tiptoe, raised the umbrella, and covered Song Yunmo's head: "Do you want to cover it together?"

Song Yunmo originally wanted to say that he wasn't hot and didn't need it, but seeing Su He's slender white hand holding the umbrella, he didn't know why he didn't say that.

He reached out and took the parasol from Su He's hand, held it above the heads of the two of them, and said, "I'll do it."

Su He looked at the height difference between the two, and didn't refuse, pulling Song Yunmo forward together.

The two were wearing a parasol, standing very close together, one tall and one short, a man and a woman, both of them had good looks, they looked very comfortable, and everyone who saw them couldn't help but praise One sentence - what a well-matched couple!

However, these two people didn't know that others had regarded them as lovers, so they still walked with a calm demeanor.

However, the only one with a calm demeanor is probably Su He. Song Yunmo's gestures are still somewhat reserved, as if he is very embarrassed.

As he was walking, his eyes fell on the top of Su He's head, and he felt her breath so close to him, his heart suddenly softened, and a smile could not help but appear on his mouth - this feeling is so good !

There are a lot of hawkers in Panjiayuan, but most of the items here are fakes, and the identification degree is very low. People with a little experience and knowledge of antiques can recognize half of them. of fakes.To say these things, most of them are foreigners who cheated to travel, or outsiders who don't know how to do it at all.

In fact, these small stalls are also the easiest places to miss. Those antique shops usually have master craftsmen in charge, and the things they receive can be dated after some appraisal, and the prices given are not too high. water volume.Buyers may be able to buy what they want, but they may not be able to drill much.

As for these small vendors, their level is uneven. Some are high-level, and they know most of the things in their hands, while some are low-level. Get out and let others pick up the leak.

(End of this chapter)