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Later, Wang Liyun found other masters to explain this sentence, and most of them just said it in general, a good match.
After many years, he has long since let go of the matter of the Yang family. When the fortune teller said this, Yang Jichen became a little interested.
Leaning his elbows on the table, he said calmly, "How should I say it?"
The fortune teller smiled slightly and said: "Don't worry, we will meet soon. If there are too profound things in the previous life, they will often leave some marks in the reincarnation.
The fortune teller patted his left shoulder, "You will understand when you meet."
"Sir, can't you go into more detail?"
The fortune teller thought for a moment, then sighed and said, "You can't hide from fate, and you don't need to look for it deliberately. Everything is arranged in the dark. That girl"
"What about the girl?"
"Young man, it's your blessing."
Yang Jichen laughed and didn't ask any more questions, and he and Zhou Shu planned to leave.
Both this matter and this statement are a bit mysterious. Born in today's technologically advanced world, several people are dubious, not to mention that there are many fortune-telling liars nowadays, and few of them are really good at it.
Fortune tellers seem to like to show off mysteries, the man stopped Yang Jichen again, pointed to the sky and said: "It's a pity that I was born in the cold winter, and the fate continues in the cold winter. It is a very unique fate."
Seeing that he probably understood, Yang Jichen chuckled and threw a thousand yuan on the table, "Sir, tell me what you have to say."
Fortune-telling is also a profession, and one relies on this ability to make a living. The fortune-teller finally made it clear after accepting the money.
The master signaled the others to leave. He tapped his fingers on the table three times and said slowly: "The girl has a snowflake birthmark on her left back shoulder. If you encounter it, don't scare people away."
Yang Jichen raised his eyebrows, "Sir, aren't you afraid of offending the Buddha by leaking secrets?"
The fortune teller shook his head, "In the vast sea of ??people, it's fate to meet you, and it's fate to know it, just like you came here today to learn about it, it's fate, it's destiny."
It's boring to ask the bottom line about this kind of thing. Yang Jishen didn't ask any more, and the master stopped talking.
Until that night, I happened to see Jiang Xuan changing clothes in front of the window, maybe it was just fate, just a quick glance, and I met.
After returning from the temple, he actually quickly put this matter behind him. He traveled around in several cities, and the competition was tense, so he didn't think about these love affairs at all.
When I saw the birthmark on Jiang Xuan's left back shoulder, I really felt chills on my back. The feeling of being led by fate was quite cautious, and I couldn't help but start to look at this girl.
She is very thin and looks young. To put it harshly, she seems to have not fully developed, she is completely a yellow-haired girl.
At that time, he still thought it was funny, his marriage was a minor?
Who knew that I would meet her again the next day. After taking a closer look, I found that she was very beautiful and delicate, with great facial features, although she looked a little immature.
Later, Yang Jishen was surprised when she took out the recording. The meek and docile girl had such a brave side and was smart enough.
It's kind of interesting.
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Jiang Xun couldn't sleep all night, and his words were over and over in his mind. He couldn't sleep, so he kicked the quilt irritably, and simply got up to do his homework. He fell asleep in a daze after five o'clock in the morning.
After sleeping for less than three hours, Jiang Mei called her to get up and have breakfast. When she woke up in her sleep, Jiang Xuan suddenly remembered the broken water pipe, and ran to the town to find someone after plugging it a few times.
When passing by the yard of his house, I couldn't help taking a few more glances. The motorcycle in the yard parked there quietly.
When I came back, the motorcycle was gone, so I should have gone out.
In the afternoon, it was really unbearable, Jiang Xun curled up in the quilt and fell asleep, and when he woke up, it was already sunset.
She waited anxiously after dinner, she didn't know when he would come over, and she regretted agreeing to this errand in a moment of soft heart.
That person is a rascal at all, how can a normal boy talk about his daughter-in-law when he first met. She is not stupid, she can understand what that sentence means, he is clearly teasing her.
Jiang Xun sat at the desk, resting his cheek with his left hand, and poked the little doll on it with a pen, as if venting his anger.
"rogue¡¡"
After poking a few times, Jiang Jue took out his mobile phone and searched for his name on the Internet, and only typed a word "Yang" in the entry, and the relevant words popped up, and his name ranked fifth.
Yang Jishen.
It is only now that Jiang Xuan knows that his name is originally these words. Ji Yunxian didn't even notice it when he said it to her before.sorry.
He has a special introduction on Baidu Encyclopedia, and those who can be introduced like this are all personalities, no matter how big or small. Jiang Xun admires it a little, but feels very dazed, such people are around.
Yang Jishen, a well-known motorcycle racer. Born in Danming County, Beicheng, active in the self-built team. In 2002, participated in CRRC for the first time and won the annual championship
Jiang Xuan clicked on the entry, browsed down, and looked at his date of birth. After calculation, he was only 24 years old this year.
She doesn't know the age of the racing industry very well, but at the age of 24, Jiang Xuan feels that it is already very remarkable to have such an achievement.
Looking down, there are some results of his competitions, most of which are champions and runners-up. The last column is media comments, saying that he is the only racer in China who has the strength to enter MotoGP.
Jiang Xuan put the content at the top. The cover picture used by Baidu is a high-definition picture of him wearing a helmet and riding a motorcycle while making a sharp turn on the track. He is wearing a red and white racing suit. The color and style don't seem to be the one in the yard, it seems that the one in the yard is more advanced.
This picture has no face, no deliberate posture and expression, just a profile. Some people seem to be born with temperament, and he is one of them. His figure is chic and decisive, exuding heroism and confidence.
Jiang Xuan's ruffian appearance and those deep eyes came to mind. She bit her lip and quit Baidu.
Jiang Xuan turned off his mobile phone, took the math test paper and buried himself in the questions.
But there is always a villain in my heart saying, open the curtains and take a look, take a look, what if he is coming?
After writing half of the paper, Jiang Xun was distracted. It was the first time she was so inattentive that she couldn't sit still.
Why¡¡
Controlled by the villain in his heart, Jiang Xuan put down his pen, walked to the window, raised a corner, and poked secretly like a thief.
His whole house is dark, and he has no vitality.
It seems that he is not at home.
The moonlight was hazy, a few wisps of mist drifted, and the coldness spread all over the place. The cold air squeezed in through the slits of the old windows, and the impetuousness in Jiang Yu's heart was slowly smoothed away. She lowered her head and returned to the desk. Before, but more absent-minded than before, as if something in my heart was falling a little bit.
In the next two or three days, Jiang Yu didn't wait for him, nor saw him.
She thought, maybe he was talking casually, maybe he had nothing to do, so don't come if he doesn't come, anyway, the wound is on his body, so she doesn't have to wait every night and be nervous.
Sometimes it¡¯s really strange, the more prepared you are not to go, and when you plan to do what you should do, the thing you don¡¯t want to go will come, like a little monster with teeth and claws, slyly said, Look, here I am again, and I just want to make you go crazy.
The final exam is coming soon, and the average of several homework is not enough for one day, no matter how good the grades are, there will be questions that cannot be solved, reading comprehension that is written wrong, and formulas that are forgotten.
In the third year of high school, I was in a hurry to go to the bathroom. During the ten-minute break between classes, if I could write a question, it was a good idea. During the lunch break, Jiang Xun almost always wrote the questions while gnawing on the roujiamo. Most of the people in the class were like this.
The only point of relaxation and freedom in the third year of senior high school is the physical education class. Although it is often taken by the main subject teacher for exams or tests, occasionally I can still pass a class by luck.
The last class on Wednesday afternoon is physical education. If there is no teacher rushing to take the class, usually in the last ten minutes, everyone will pack their schoolbags and go to the playground to wait for school. Girls usually stay in the classroom to write and chat, and boys usually go to play basketball or football.
After ordering names, Jiang Xun returned to the classroom, planning to do half of the English test paper for the evening, while Ji Yunxian was texting at the side.
Ji Yunxian smiled while sending out, Jiang Yan glanced at her, her face was flushed, and there were stars in her eyes when she smiled.
Love is a magical thing, it can make people look radiant, Jiang Yu thinks that Ji Yunxian is much prettier, but Ji Yunxian usually doesn't like reading, and now she is not thinking about studying.
Ji Yunxian's family background is not bad, and he can be considered a small wealthy businessman here. In fact, he doesn't have to worry about anything in the future, but there are many changes in the world, and there is an old saying that is true, learning is the only way out for the poor.
Jiang Xuan tilted his head, "Yunxian."
"Huh? What's the matter?"
"Don't just focus on falling in love. This final exam is just a copy of your grades, and you are preparing for filling out your volunteers."
Ji Yunxian smiled, revealing two lovely dimples, "I know."
†ê¡ª¡ªThe phone vibrated, and Ji Yunxian hurriedly lowered her head to read the text message again. Suddenly, she yelled in surprise.
Jiang Xuan: "What's wrong? Why are you smiling like that?"
Ji Yunxian curled up happily, "Jia Kai said he was at school, and I haven't seen him for several days. He's been busy practicing recently, so he doesn't have time to chat with me."
Jiang Xuan thought of Yang Jishen, who was practicing, no wonder he couldn't see anyone.
Ji Yunxian neatly packed her schoolbag, "Xiao Xuan, let's go, let's go to the playground."
"Huh? What are you doing on the playground?"
"They are playing basketball, hurry up, I want to watch Jiakai play basketball, cheer for him!"
Jiang Xun's schoolbag was dragged out by Ji Yunxian before it was zipped up, like a gust of wind.
Jiang Xuan thought, if Zhang Jiakai stood at the end of the 800 meters, Ji Yunxian would not fail every year. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)Why are you laughing like that? "
Ji Yunxian curled up happily, "Jia Kai said he was at school, and I haven't seen him for several days. He's been busy practicing recently, so he doesn't have time to chat with me."
Jiang Xuan thought of Yang Jishen, who was practicing, no wonder he couldn't see anyone.
Ji Yunxian neatly packed her schoolbag, "Xiao Xuan, let's go, let's go to the playground."
"Huh? What are you doing on the playground?"
"They are playing basketball, hurry up, I want to watch Jiakai play basketball, cheer for him!"
Jiang Xun's schoolbag was dragged out by Ji Yunxian before it was zipped up, like a gust of wind.
Jiang Xuan thought, if Zhang Jiakai stood at the end of the 800 meters, Ji Yunxian would not fail every year. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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