My friend Xiao Ming and I embarked on a special expedition together, and we decided to go on an expedition deep into the mountains known as the Mysterious Place, where I heard that there are many unknown treasures and ruins hidden there.
We made our way up the winding path of the mountains, and the fresh mountain breeze that blew in our faces from time to time was refreshing.
After walking for a while, a faint light suddenly lit up in front of us, and we walked out of the cave, and suddenly there was a wide valley in front of us, and there was an ancient temple in the middle.
As we explored the valley, a woman in a period costume approached, with a beautiful face and a piercing gaze.
"We were very surprised and did not expect such a mysterious place to be inhabited.
In the conversation with the woman, we learned that her name is Zhang Ying, and she is the guardian of this valley, she is well versed in the grass and trees of the valley, and she also knows all kinds of legends here.
When parting, Zhang Ying suddenly blinked and said to me: "You seem to be a good person, do you want me to introduce you to a proprietress of the same style?" I was taken aback by her bluntness, I didn't expect her to come up with such a topic.
"You mean the hostess?" I asked, hesitantly.
"Yes, I know a proprietress who is about the same age as me, very attractive, do you want to meet her?" Zhang Ying said with a smile.
When I returned to the city, I was immersed in memories and anticipation. One day, the mobile phone rang, and it turned out to be a text message from Zhang Ying, saying that the boss lady agreed to my request and was willing to meet with me.
When I met the proprietress for the first time in my life, I was a little nervous and didn't know how to speak. But under Zhang Ying's recommendation, I quickly chatted with the proprietress speculatively, and I was deeply fascinated by her maturity and demeanor.
The news quickly spread in the circle of friends, and netizens left messages: "Please introduce a boss lady of the same style!" I feel very lucky to meet such a boss lady, which makes me full of hope and expectation for the future.
The hostess agreed to my confession and made me ecstatic. As our relationship deepened, I found that the proprietress was indeed a gentle and kind-hearted woman, and I was deeply fascinated by her gentle words and thoughtful manners.
However, just when I thought that a happy life was beginning, a contradiction appeared that I did not expect.
When I heard this, I thought it was a little strange, but for the sake of the boss, I agreed. Soon, she arranged for us to go to where her brother lived.
We went to the residence of the proprietress brother, only to find that the environment here is indeed very poor, and everything is very strange.
I began to wonder about the real motives of the proprietress brother, but I didn't know how to confess to the proprietress .
Doubts and contradictions began to breed in my heart, and I felt that the proprietress had a feeling that she was being used by her younger brother, but she didn't dare to doubt it directly.
I have a very good relationship with the hostess and we often travel together and enjoy each other's company. However, as time went on, I began to feel the family disputes of the boss lady.
I saw it in my eyes and suffered in my heart, and I knew that this was a deep scar in her heart, and it was not easy to completely erase it.
One day, the proprietress received a call from her ex-husband, whose voice was excited, and his words were full of guilt and apology. The proprietress frowned, obviously very entangled in her heart.
I felt sour, and I didn't know what to do. I comforted her softly, saying, "Don't worry too much, he's just not reconciled."
In the days that followed, I noticed that the proprietress was depressed and preoccupied. I tried to communicate with her, but she was always evasive and reluctant to talk about it.
So, I tried to support her silently and give her enough space and security.
Gradually, the proprietress slowly stabilized her mood. We would occasionally take a walk, sit on a bench by the path, watch the sun go down, and talk about family life.
I listened quietly, without saying a word, just giving her the most sincere companionship.
On a Sunday afternoon, I took the hostess to a beautiful garden. We walked in the sea of flowers, the breeze was blowing, and the fragrance of flowers was fragrant.
She pointed to a gold-edged rose and said, "My favorite flower has always been the gold-edged rose, but it is rare to see it.
The next day, I secretly found a pot of gold-rimmed roses and delivered them to the hostess's house. She took the bouquet, a flash of surprise in her eyes, and then a big smile.
I have never given up my support for her, and I hope to accompany her through the difficult times.
However, another day her ex-husband suddenly appeared at her doorstep, causing a big fight. I rushed to her house and saw her determined eyes, and I knew that the proprietress would eventually deal with her emotional problems, and I would be by her side.