The movie world has a beautiful ghost

Chapter 353: Clouds Reflect Colorful Clothes and Flowers Reflect Beauty

She looked around the exquisitely laid out room, and all the furnishings were things she had never seen before.

He got up from the bed and carefully looked back and forth.

Suddenly I saw a figure flash by and I quickly took a step back.

When I turned around, I found that there was a person in a frame, and that person was none other than myself.

After careful study, I found that it was actually a mirror that could reflect a person in every detail.

Looking at the head of white hair and gently stroking her still delicate face made her a little dazed.

"Squeak~" the door opened, and the white-haired witch suddenly looked towards the door: "Who?!"

"It's me, no need to be so startled. If I really wanted to do something to you, do you think you could wake up now?

I came here to see if you're awake. The meal is ready. Do you want to go downstairs and eat together?" Zhang Haoran walked in and said.

The white-haired witch narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at him without saying anything.

"Why, are you afraid that I will poison you? Forget it, do as you please." Zhang Haoran muttered, "Why do you always have such a cold face? You are not as cute as you are when you are asleep. Really."

"You... stop saying such things. Do you think I'm that kind of little girl who has never experienced the world? You're not so easily deceived. I'm not that silly woman out there!" When the white-haired witch heard Zhang Haoran's words, her face blushed slightly, and she pretended to be ashamed and angry.

Zhang Haoran's expression lightened up after hearing this: "Girl, although I sympathize with your situation, things in the world cannot be generalized. We can't generalize to all people just because of one person.

There are so many stories of infatuated men and resentful women in ancient and modern times. Are there not enough? Haven't you heard of those love stories where the love is stronger than gold and lasts till death? Some live together till old age, and even more die for love.

How do you know that we can't do this between Jin Yan Zi and I?

So please don't criticize anyone for no reason in the future.

Just like now, when you say bad things about her, I feel very unhappy.

She is my wife and the one my heart cherishes.

This is called love of mutual support.

So I advise the girl to let go of the past. Why only look at one person's world? You will find that there are many beautiful things waiting for you in this world. "

After Zhang Haoran finished speaking, he shook his head and turned away.

The White-haired Witch, who was stunned by Zhang Haoran's lecture, carefully savored what Zhang Haoran had just said, wondering if she had really done something wrong.

"Hmph!" Then he shook his head, trying to discard those thoughts, and still stubbornly snorted: "It sounds better than singing, but I just don't believe that any man in this world is a good guy."

In fact, Zhang Haoran is just the kind of person who has his own way of preaching to others. In fact, he himself doesn't even dare to say that he is a good man.

Even though he has so many women now, he can't claim that he has not been able to be loyal to one woman.

But he can live up to any woman.

Uh~ For now, this is the only reason I can use to comfort myself.

Zhang Haoran went downstairs and Jin Yanzi had already prepared the meal.

Although she didn't like the White-haired Witch, after listening to her husband's story about her, she felt some sympathy for her.

"Husband, it's time to eat. Won't she come down?"

"Don't worry about her for now. Just serve her the meal. She can come or not if she wants."

Zhang Haoran said this and sat down to prepare for dinner.

But the white-haired witch came down, went straight to the dining table and sat down, picked up the bowl of rice that had been prepared for her, and started eating.

Zhang Haoran rolled his eyes and ignored her.

"Hmm~ Delicious, this one is good, this one is also good, and this one..."

The white-haired witch ate without paying any attention to the people around her.

"..."

A few days passed in a flash.

The atmosphere had become subtle since the arrival of the White-haired Witch. She was still speaking in an incoherent and aggressive manner. Jin Yanzi couldn't help but quarrel with her from time to time and say a few words to her.

Zhang Haoran also asked her the purpose of coming here.

Just as he guessed, he, the prophet, was brought back under the order of the Jade Border War God.

That day, seeing the White-haired Witch standing alone under the waterfall in a daze, Zhang Haoran walked over.

"What are you thinking about? Are you thinking about how to complete the mission and bring me back?"

Zhang Haoran came and stood beside her, looking at the fish swimming in the pond.

The White-haired Witch smiled bitterly: "I am no match for you, how can I do this?"

Zhang Haoran raised his lips slightly: "Actually, even if you have a way, you wouldn't do that now, right?

You are worrying about yourself. You originally obeyed the Jade Border God of War for the elixir of immortality, but now things have changed. You will lose the chance to get the elixir of immortality, and will grow old like a mortal and fall into reincarnation."

The white-haired witch's body stiffened, and Zhang Haoran saw clearly what she was thinking.

She is feeling very conflicted right now.

"By the way, I've been here for such a long time, but I still haven't asked you what your name is? Can you tell me?" Zhang Haoran suddenly asked.

The white-haired witch hesitated for a moment, then opened her red lips and said, "Nishang."

"Nice clothes?"

"The clouds are like colorful clothes and the flowers are like faces; the spring breeze blows over the threshold and the dew is gorgeous."

"It's a beautiful name, and it suits you very well." Zhang Haoran said with a smile.

"The clouds are like Nichang, the flowers are like her beauty, the spring breeze blows on the threshold, and the dew on the flowers is gorgeous..." Nichang couldn't help but repeat it twice after hearing this.

"The poem is indeed beautiful, but do you think I really deserve it?" Nishang asked this question and looked into Zhang Haoran's eyes very seriously.

"Whether you are suitable or not is determined by people who know how to appreciate. For example, I think you are very suitable. If you were less cold towards others, with your noble and elegant temperament, it would be totally unacceptable." Zhang Haoran said, also looking into her eyes.

There was a gleam in Nichang's eyes, and no one knew what she was thinking. After a long time, she turned her head away, with a hint of bitterness at the corner of her mouth that made people feel pity.

"You're not the first person to praise me, but you're not like that person who said all lies to me. I should have understood what he meant by never looking me in the eye when he spoke to me.

What’s even more ridiculous is that I actually believed it all at the beginning.” Nichang said as if mocking herself.

"The fact that you can talk about him directly now means you have let it go."

"Actually, this can't be blamed on you. You've lived in heaven for a long time, so how can you truly understand human nature?

In fact, you are not the only one who has encountered this kind of thing.

Just like those young girls who are just beginning to see the light of day, and who are ignorant of the ways of the world, they think they have met the person they want to be with for the rest of their lives.

This age is also the stage when they are most easily deceived. Once it passes, it will become an experience in life that prompts people to grow.

I can't get over it. Just like you did before, you have brought yourself to that miserable end, locked in your own world, torturing yourself constantly.

Why bother?

In short, the one you meet first may not be the right one, but the one you meet later may be the best and most suitable for you. "