亮剑：我有一间小卖部 第一千一百七十一章 离去

徐三盯着李宁玉鬼魅的一笑，“具体方向没有，不过李小姐可以把尺度放大一点。”

“有多大？”

“尺度要么在十的负三十次方厘米以下，要么在一百亿光年以上。”徐三老神在在的回答道。

“啊！”...

徐三staredatLiNing‘ssmile,hereyessparklingwithamusement.“Specificdirection?“heasked,hisbrowfurrowedinconcentration.“I‘mafraidIdon‘thaveone,“shereplied,hervoicehuskyandconfident.

XuéSānlookedatLiNingforalongmoment,hisexpressionunreadable.Heseemedtobesizingherup,weighingheroptions.Finally,hespoke,hisvoicelowandsmooth.“Verywell,then.Ifthescaleistobeused,I‘llhavetorelyonmyownjudgment.“Hepaused,hiseyesnarrowingashecalculated.“IfIweretoestimate,I‘dsay...tencentimetersatmost.“

LiNinglaughed,athroatysoundthatsentshiversdownXuéSān‘sspine.“Tencentimeters?“sherepeated,hervoicelacedwithamusement.“Youthinkyoucangaugethesizeofmysmileinmerecentimeters?“

XuéSānnoddedsolemnly,hisexpressionunyielding.“I‘mnotestimatingyoursmileitself,butratherthedistancebetweenyourlipswhenit‘satitswidestpoint.“Heleanedforward,hiseyeslockedonLiNing‘s.“Yousee,thekeytomeasuringthewidthofasmileistoconsiderthesizeofthemouththatcontainsit.“

LiNingraisedaneyebrow,herexpressionintrigueddespiteherself.“Goon,“shesaid,hervoicebarelyaboveawhisper.

XuéSānnodded,hiseyesglintingwithexcitement.“Thehumanmouthiscapableofopeningwideenoughtoswallowlargeobjects,“heexplained,hisvoicefullofconviction.“Butthewidthofthatopenmouthvariesfrompersontoperson.“

LiNing‘seyessparkledwithamusementasshewatchedXuéSānpacebackandforthacrosstheroom.Shehadnoideawherethiswasgoing,butshecouldn‘thelpfeelingdrawninbyhisintensity.

“So,“XuéSāncontinued,hisvoicegrowingmorepassionatewitheachpassingmoment,“ifweassumethattheaveragemouthwidthisroughlyequivalenttoasmallchild‘sfist...ah,yes!Tencentimeterswouldbeareasonableestimate.“

LiNingcouldn‘thelpbutlaughagain,thistimeattheabsurdityofitall.Whomeasuredasmileusingmathematicalformulas?XuéSānseemedcompletelyserious,though,hiseyesshiningwithanunsettlingintensity.

“Exactly,“hesaid,hisvoicedrippingwithauthority.“Tencentimetersisaperfectlyreasonableestimate.“

LiNingshookherhead,stillchuckling.ShehadnoideawhatkindofgameXuéSānwasplaying,butshewasdeterminedtoenjoytheride.

Astheycontinuedtodiscussthefinerpointsofmeasurementandestimation,LiNingcouldn‘thelpbutfeelasenseofexcitementbuildinginsideher.Whoknewthattalkingaboutsmilescouldbesothrilling?Andyet...therewassomethingmoreatplayhere,somethingthatwentbeyondmerewordsandnumbers.

Somethingthatspoketoherverysoul.

XuéSān‘seyeslockedontohers,hisgazepiercingthroughtheveilofherdoubts.“Yousee,LiNing,“hesaid,hisvoicelowandhusky,“thekeyisnotinthemeasurementitself,butinthemeaningbehindit.“

LiNingfeltashiverrundownherspineasXuéSān‘swordshungintheairlikeachallenge.Whatdidhemeanbythat?Andwhatlayhiddenbeneaththesurfaceofthisseeminglyinnocuousconversation?

ThequestionechoedthroughhermindasLiNingturnedawayfromXuéSān,hereyesdriftingoutintothedistance.Shehadnoideawhatwasabouttounfold,butsheknewonethingforcertain-nothingwouldeverbethesameagain.