Chapter 393 I’m still young, ninety-five

Walking into the ginkgo forest, there were indeed some tourists, especially aunties, all wearing red.

"Wearing red in the ginkgo forest is because I want to stand out against the bright background, but it's quite abrupt."

Everyone laughed.

"So give up the idea of ​​wearing red, unless you can wear red to give a chilling feeling like a chivalrous woman. Because although ginkgo is bright, it is the last color of autumn and winter, so it also feels desolate."

"Yeah." Everyone nodded, thinking that the beauty of the little white dragon is so good!

"Xiao Bailong, take pictures for us!"

"You guys have fun taking pictures by yourself first. I'll take pictures for you in the evening when the light is best."

"good!"

The tourists dispersed, and He Huan also walked slowly in the ancient ginkgo forest. Just when he was about to open the video and show it to Miss Long, the wavy-haired female tourist walked up to him and said, "Little White Dragon, you, please take a photo for me."

"The light is not very good right now, and there are a lot of people. You go shopping first, and when the tourists have dispersed in the evening and the sunset shines into the ginkgo forest, I will take pictures for you."

"Then I'll follow you, I'm alone."

He Huan sighed silently. For this kind of natural landscape, and even many cultural landscapes like ancient cities, most tour guides allow tourists to move around freely.

He lectures all day long and needs a break occasionally.

But after all, at work, tourists need it and cannot rest for 24 hours.

He Huan had no choice but to walk with her.

This is why I don’t like to let single tourists sign up. Because couples and friends sign up together, they will take care of each other and don’t have to follow the tour guide all the time.

Ginkgo Village is just for viewing the scenery, there is nothing much to talk about. He Huan remained silent. The female tourist looked at him and took the initiative to ask him. She did not ask about the scenery or history, but asked him where his hometown is? Where did he go to school? We talked about it.

How many times have you been in love?

Even if it doesn't involve personal attacks, the tour guide has to answer.

The female tourist then talked about her own affairs, life experiences, interests and hobbies, and He Huan listened silently.

"I used to think that you tour guides were all pretty, but I didn't expect that you only fell in love once."

He Huanxiao.

"It is said that there are many opportunities as a tour guide, right?"

"The abundance of opportunities depends on the person, not on the profession. Either those who run outside every day will definitely spend money, or even those who stay indoors every day can still flirt online."

The female tourist looked at him and said, "Is it easy for tour guides to like tourists?"

“Most of the time it’s tourists who like tour guides.”

The female tourist pursed her lips slightly and lowered her head, "Xiao Bailong, you are so kind. You must be liked by many people, right?"

"Because you are my tourist and you gave me money, I will treat you well."

The female tourist was speechless, "What about your girlfriend? I also gave you money, so you are nice to her?"

"Hey!" He Huan turned to look at her, "How do you know? She gave me a lot of money!"

The female tourist didn't know what to say for a moment.

He Huan saw the King of Jie Gang raising his head and patting a tree nearby, and He Huan waved.

The pick-up king hurriedly ran to He Huan. The two boys were chatting, and the female tourist felt a little uncomfortable and slowly walked away.

The pick-up king looked at He Huan, "Did I save your Dajia?"

He Huan put her arm around his shoulders, "Yes! It's still pure among men!"

"Do you think men are unworthy of missing you?"

He Huan let go of his shoulder and said, "Let's go."

"Hahaha..." The stalking king laughed and walked away.

Only then did He Huan have time to open the video and take a picture of the yellow leaves flying under the blue sky. The autumn leaves are really gorgeous and quiet, making people miss the people far away.

Sitting on the stone bench under the tree, I made the video I just took into a VLOG, paired it with the sound of the wedding night song, and added the text——

Everywhere in the city, it’s all you

Every plant and every tree is you

Everywhere I look, it's you

Everything in my heart is yours

Send it over.

After a while, Long Teng replied: Thank you, I like it very much.

He Huan looked at this message and was speechless! Is it so official?

I saw her typing again, and waited happily. After waiting for a long time, I thought a long paragraph would be sent, but there were only two words: Wait for me.

He Huan covered her face, she typed for a long time, just two words. She is really a dragon girl who cherishes words like gold!

After receiving a good reply, He Huan put down the phone. He wanted to show her his heart and wanted to share everything he saw with her. But so far, he only knew about Miss Long that she had a cat.

Gone.

He Huan was lying on the stone table, posing for the ginkgo leaves that fell on the table.

Following his thoughts, he formed the character "Long", took a photo of it, and sent it to Liang Ming.

Liang Ming: Are you crazy? You sent it wrong!

He Huan: That’s right. Why do you think Ms. Long ignored me? A strange girl was so excited when she saw me, she asked questions, and then she talked about a lot of her own things.

When you like someone, don't you want to share everything with them? Why doesn't Miss Long tell me anything or ask about my affairs?

I feel more comfortable when she is angry, at least I feel that she cares. She doesn't care about anything now. Do you think I am too self-conscious? She is too relieved? If I am more ambiguous with others, will she be anxious?

Liang Ming made a big fuss!

Another voice message: "Are you too idle? Aren't girls the ones who usually think wildly and deliberately do things to make the other party nervous? Are you crazy? Didn't you learn enough lessons from getting drunk in Stone City?"

He Huan covered her face and replied: Got it, of course I won't mess around, I just feel insecure and can't feel how much she likes me.

Liang Ming: [Bah! Man! You are naturally cheerful, want to say everything, and like someone to respond. But as an introvert, I don’t know if you can understand that even if you are a good friend, like us, some things...

I still prefer to digest alone.

Sometimes I don’t know what to say. Sometimes I want to say something, but after much deliberation, it’s difficult to express my innermost feelings to a stupid person, so I won’t say anything in the end. I advise you not to seek death!]

He Huan was happy and replied: I know, I know.

It’s hard to express one ten thousandth of my heart, so I typed it for a long time and just two words?

Okay, wait for her.

Looking at the long word on the table, He Huan made a major decision in his heart. He hasn't formally confessed to her yet, so he should confess to her properly when she comes.

Ginkgo Village has the reputation of a village in the forest and a forest in the village. After the tourists gradually left, it became more and more quiet and peaceful.

In the evening, He Huan stopped in a forest with no people and good scenery, and positioned himself so that tourists could come to him.

The sun shines slantingly, and the yellow sunlight jumps on the yellow apricot leaves. The evening wind blows, and the ginkgo trees fly all over the sky like yellow butterflies.

He Huan took a few photos with his camera, and tourists also came.

He Huan took pictures of them again.

Except for Miss Long, no tourist thought of taking a photo of him. Group photos don't count.

Miss Long is still different!

Although he was a tourist, he did not regard him as a tour guide, but as an ordinary person, separated from his professional cloak.

Realizing this, He Huan was filled with joy.

The tourists had already walked away in twos and threes. He Huan handed the camera to Master Zhou and asked Master Zhou to take a few pictures of himself. He also took a few pictures of Master Zhou.

Take them to Jietou Village for dinner. There are inns and restaurants in Ginkgo Village, which are a bit expensive and taste average. But it is always a pity not to sit in the Ginkgo courtyard and have a meal.

So stepping on the golden sunshine and the yellow leaves on the ground, I walked into Jietou Village a little further away.

There are not so many ginkgo trees here, and they are not trampled by tourists. They are spread softly on the ground. Everyone walks carefully, and they are reluctant to put their feet down.

At the door of a house, a little girl didn't care, ran in and loudly announced: "Brother Xiao Bailong is here!"

"She should shout: Here comes the freeloader!" the tourist said.

He Huan rolled his eyes at them.

The whole family has already come out to welcome them, including the old and the young. The eldest grandpa with white hair and white beard, like an old god, stretched out his hand from afar and walked over on a cane.

He Huan hurried over, held the old god's hand, and supported his arm, "Grandpa, how long will you live?"

"Oh, I'm still young, ninety-five!"

"Wow!" the tourists all exclaimed.
To be continued...