I Got on a Ghost Ship By Mistake and Was Forced To Be the Captain Chapter 25

Chapter 25 Dating

Close the diary, Tu Fu frowned instinctively, and carefully stuffed it into the bookcase and piled it up with the textbooks, without any sense of disobedience.

As a serious person, it is normal to indulge one's heart when recording a good life.

No one can understand Chinese characters anyway, so naturally there is no such thing as social death.

To Tu Fu's surprise, everything was safe and sound after returning from the boat. As survivors of the church attack, Tu Fu and the Winster family did not hear the strange singing again for a long time, and the other party seemed to let them go.

He sighed violently:

"However, as Mr. Roman said, even if ten or twenty years have passed after experiencing such a mysterious incident, even if the murderer has been brought to justice, there is still no guarantee that the person involved will wipe his neck quietly one day."

Sunday, early morning.

After a simple wash in the bathroom, Tu Fu yawned and went downstairs to eat the morning that his aunt had prepared long ago.

Exquisite oat milk, vegetable salad and fragrant fluffy egg patties are good arrangements even in middle-class families.

Before the dining table, a naturally beautiful blond haired girl looked very charming under the sun.

Sophie, who got up early, had already enjoyed the food, and her brows were also tightly frowned, "Hey, I've been thinking about it for a long time, it seems that the voice of your voice was in the dream that day."

"Sophie, I swear in the name of the Statue of Wisdom in San Diego, this has nothing to do with me."

Tu Fu said it confidently, but still felt guilty because of Sophie's amazing sixth sense.

He didn't expect that the telephone in the suite could be able to accurately call anyone's brain through the concierge number, and it was still the kind that could not be rejected, which was more powerful than precise coordinate locking.

From a certain point of view, he can even sing a whole paragraph of rap when some extraordinary people are promoted, comparable to those evil gods who like to whisper in people's ears.

"Why don't you see Uncle and Auntie?" Tu Fu picked up the pie, took a sip of milk and deliberately changed the subject.

"Mom and Aunt Rowling went to a wedding party, and she never called me for such a good thing."

Sophie complained, and pushed a few mouthfuls of breakfast towards Tu Fu, "As for Dad, you know, I haven't seen him in the morning and evening for a long time.

It's hard to imagine how bad the law and order in Liz is now. A lazy person like him started working overtime. "

"This is indeed very bad." Tu Fu also agreed deeply.

If Uncle Ethan was here, he would definitely look at his two unlucky children with a dark face and slap each of them.

"My God, there is nothing more boring than being at home alone on the weekend." Sophie tugged at her blond hair bored, and then shook her head vigorously, "If there is, it must be spending the weekend with Tu Fu."

Heh, fickle Aquarius.

Tu Fu complained coldly, "I'm afraid it won't be as you wished, because I have an appointment today."

"What! Say it again."

Sophie almost burst her eyes out of disbelief, and she couldn't believe her ears even more.

"So, Miss Sophie will have the most boring weekend in history." Tu Fu said seriously: "Maybe, you can find a new member of Mr. Exxon's house next door to join you. I prefer its soft fur."

The neighbor next to Winster's house is a very talkative and good-tempered old man in his seventies, who likes to instill his life principles in everyone he meets.

In fact, most of the owners who live on this Crescent Street are very polite to others, not because they have a good temper, but because they live here.

It's like you don't become rich because you are kind, but rich people are extra patient when dealing with people of the same level.

Sophie subconsciously turned her head to look at the neighbor, "But isn't there only old Exxon in his house?"

"Of course, because little Phoebe is a smooth-haired Brad Retriever." Tu Fu blinked mischievously, "At least, it's a male dog."

"roll!"

These words were seriously insulting, and Sophie was so angry that she stretched out her pink fist and hit him.

Tu Fu did not lie, and this rest day was indeed reserved.

A few days ago, the Cinderella Grace Kelly in the class who seemed to like him found him, hoping to make an appointment today to spend a pleasant rest day together.

In fact, this is the first time Tu Fu has accepted such an invitation in his two lifetimes. He is afraid that he is seriously lacking in dating experience.

"By the way, Sophie, is there any boy chasing you at school?" Tu Fu hesitated for a while before asking this question.

"This will be the biggest problem that plagues me in my life."

Tu Fu asked again: "If someone confesses to you, how can you politely refuse them without being rude?"

"Congratulations, you finally asked the right person this question." Speaking of this, Sophie got a lot of energy: "This needs to be handled according to the relationship between each other."

"What if it's someone you don't know well?"

Sophie tilted her head and blinked, "Then you tell them the truth, maybe we can become friends and continue to get along for a while, and after a while, they may go to find other girls."

"But I have a good relationship with her, this excuse is too far-fetched."

"Then you say that you just ended an unforgettable relationship, which brought you a lot of hurt, and you haven't gotten rid of the shadow of your relationship until now, and you need more time to dilute your memories."

Sophie taught seriously, and Tu Fu also devoted himself to learning.

"After that?" He really didn't turn the corner.

"In the future, I will go to bigger cities, and I believe there will be more and better choices there." Sophie spread her hands and asked back with the appearance of someone who has experienced it, "Why dig for gold on the road?"

"If the other party knows you well, knows that you are not troubled by an old relationship, and has a very persistent attitude." Tu Fu thought about it, trying to learn a few more things from her.

At this time, Sophie suddenly sat upright, and became interested in it rarely.

She showed a little bit of shyness on a rare occasion, and even lowered her tone suddenly, and even winked her bright eyes at herself, and said softly, "You treat me like a brother."

"Wonderful."

After a long silence, Tu Fu spit out this word from his mouth.

Sooner or later, if the Golden Mask Award is not awarded to Miss Winster, the fairness of the theater industry will look ridiculous.

After simply having breakfast and cleaning the dishes, Tu Fu glanced at the clock.

There is still plenty of time for him to change into a decent attire, which includes a six-button white vest with pockets and a light-colored tweed suit.

After wrestling with the tie for a long time, Tu Fu hung a cheap brass pocket watch on the collared shirt pocket, and finally picked up an eight-piece hat to complete the complete outfit.

After a little clothing modification, the young man in the mirror raised his energy and spirit by more than one level. He exudes a strong and elegant atmosphere of books. His handsome facial features seem to be chiseled by knives and axes, and his perfect jawline has a classic beauty.

"Perfect."

Tu Fu is very confident in his appearance, and he exudes strong male hormones everywhere.

"You don't intend to just go through like this, do you?" Sophie sighed heavily, holding her forehead, really worried about this ineffective brother.

"Otherwise what else?"

"Even if you don't like the other person, it's a good choice to send a bouquet of flowers to represent your heart at the right time. The language of flowers can express your attitude towards a person." Sophie repeated the mantra that Aunt Anfeier had said countless times, "Decentness trumps everything."

In the Winsters' house, decency is above all else.

Be respectful to yourself and others.

Seeing that Tu Fu was about to cry poorly, Miss Winster stretched out her white and tender arms, and handed over a few dark green banknotes with His Majesty's face printed on them, and she made what seemed to be the most beautiful voice in the world.

"It's a loan to you."

Tu Fu took over a few kroner banknotes, his expression changed from surprise to doubt at this moment, and finally turned into a group of warm smiles:

"Thank you again, Miss Winster, the most beautiful, kind, and generous in Baia, for your generosity."

Green District, Cologne Main Square.

This place gave Tu Fu a really bad impression.

If you don't pay attention, you will be touched. Beggars who can't distinguish between true and false will always tell their tragic stories, and his accomplices will quietly touch your bag when you are not paying attention.

And those vendors, as long as you are not from this area, they will always try to get a few more pennies out of your pocket instead.

After haggling with the florist for half a day, I finally got a flower that was cheap but decent enough.

The Tufu who came out smiled, wrapped the fresh flowers in paper bags, and pretended to be sophisticated in the square where people come and go to show his embarrassment.

Across the square, Grace Kelly has arrived.

I saw that beautiful and youthful girl, her crystal clear skin shone with an ivory-like halo, her fleshy snow-white skin was like a lotus emerging from water, and her orange-blue pupils under her rippling black and long eyelashes were like calm autumn water.

It's different from the Cinderella I saw at school and the dancer I saw at the Old Hunter Tavern.

Today, Grace put on a set of light silk gauze white dress, wrapping a graceful figure and amazed everyone. She was like a flying butterfly, causing invisible ripples in the hearts of passers-by in the square.

Tu Fu plucked up his courage, tried his best to make his figure not so stiff, and put out his hand pretending to be proficient, "I am lucky to be invited by a beautiful lady like you on such a day."

"Glad to have you here, too."

Grace covered her mouth with a smile, smoothed a few chestnut hairs from the frown corners to the back of her ears, and then took the initiative to put her tender white hands over.

She noticed that Tu Fu put his other hand on his back, as if he was hiding something, "What's behind you?"

Following this step, Tu Fu naturally handed out the most suitable trophy to give away after a verbal battle with the flower shop owner, in the surprised eyes of the other party, "I don't think there is anything more suitable for you than this." .”

He took out the bunch of flowers from his back, a bunch of chrysanthemums that were also white and flawless, with slightly curled petals.

This bouquet of flowers came to Grace, and the store owner made it clear that the best wish for her friend was a bouquet of Sunderland autumn chrysanthemums, and Tu Fu immediately bought the cheapest Sunderland with white petals on the shelf. winter chrysanthemum.

Grace's smile froze on her face, and she became silent with a change visible to the naked eye. Perhaps she was frustrated when she realized that the relationship between the two was just friends.

"Student Tu Fu, do you know what the flower language of Livia Dongju represents?" Grace was silent for a long time before looking up.

"what?"

“At many grand funerals, people usually choose a bunch of winter chrysanthemums like this to commemorate the misfortune of the deceased.”

Tu Fu: "..."

(end of this chapter)

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