I carved the hairpin with my own hands

Bring the tenderness into it

I hold tea and smile and enjoy the flowers

You're all in the background

You wear a wooden hairpin and want to speak

A smile is moving

- The man who carved a wooden hairpin

It was still night, starry, and he pushed the door open.

Wind chimes ring.

The door closed again.

The chill on his body was still there.

"Good evening sir. I stepped forward and brought the tea to the table, and the shriveled petals gradually stretched and full.

"Hello. ”

His slightly twisted eyebrows gradually stretched, the corners of his lips curved slightly, and the smile melted the frost in his eyes.

――The Dividing Line of Dreams――

The tip of the nose is fragrant and fragrant, surrounded by flowers, and the falling flowers are colorful, which is her favorite garden.

I walked along the gravel road and down the corridor towards the Lake Center Pavilion.

The courtyard scenery is beautiful in every place, and this is the most beautiful. The peach blossom tree not far away is beautiful, the branches are sparse, the flowers are plump, the colors are gorgeous, and the flowers shine on the water, which is beautiful.

She likes to lean on the railing and feed the fish with a food box in her hand, watching the fish play with each other. And I like to see her smile and smile the most.

But the best thing about the scenery here is that you can just see her running out of the wing room with the hem of her skirt.

She held her hair with one hand, and she changed into a new hair ornament, for fear of messing up her bun, but she couldn't bear it, and her pace was hurried.

The skirt is swaying, and the rings are jingling.

My little girl is at the age when she loves to laugh and make trouble.

I held the teacup, smiling, and slightly bowed my head to look at the peach blossoms outside the pavilion, pink and moist, like her slightly drunk cheeks.

The afterglow remained on her.

She saw me and let go of her hand on her skirt, which trembled and fell to cover her embroidered uppers. She raised her hand to straighten her slightly messy hairstyle, took a deep breath, calmed her slightly panting breath, and moved lightly with lotus steps, showing a dignified, decent, gentle and elegant manner.

The corners of the mouth behind the teacup can't help but increase.

Click――

I looked up and she was looking at the branches at her feet, the tip of her nose reddened with chagrin.

Laughing uncontrollably, I hurriedly spoke, "Sister Youran, you're here." ”

"Brother Nanshan. ”

She looked up, her face flushed, but now it was even more ruddy, and her eyes were more and more clear with moisture.

She took another small step and sat down across from me.

Her hair was slightly messy, her face was flushed, her eyes were misty, and she looked like she was still talking.

As if I hadn't seen it, I raised my hand to pour tea for her.

She stole a glance at me, picked up the teacup, took a small sip, and tilted her head slightly.

From this angle, you can see her cloud-like hair and the delicate and simple peach hairpin.

The heart is slightly warm.

His face became more and more impassive, and he looked up at the falling flowers, well, it was beautiful.

The little girl has never been able to hide her thoughts.

Sure enough, when the tea was over, she couldn't help but look up at me with doubts in her eyes.

I smiled and opened my eyes on the peach blossoms, looked at her, pretended to be puzzled, raised my hand to refill her glass, and smiled in my voice: "What's wrong?"

The hand that fell on her arms, and the handkerchief embroidered with peach blossoms trembled slightly.

She opened her mouth and looked earnestly, "Brother Nanshan, are you a little different when you see me today?"

Today, it's still cute.

Hearing this, I stared at her.

She breathed slightly, her slightly fluttering eyelashes revealing her nervousness.

I frowned and shook my head silently.

A petal falls on the table.

The veil fluttered again.

She pursed her lips, frowned slightly, exhaled lightly, looked into my eyes, and twisted slightly, "Brother Nanshan, look carefully, you can see that I am different today?"

Today, it is more and more lovable.

Full of interest, I want to tease her more and more.

I frowned, and my eyes wandered again on her cheeks, and I saw that her lips were slightly dissatisfied, plump and plump, and the water stains were not dry, which was very tempting, and it would feel excellent to the touch. After a while, I shook my head. "I didn't notice how Sister Youran was different from the past. ”

The delicately embroidered handkerchief was bent into a twist under her hand, and her pouting mouth could probably hang a teapot. After glaring at me without a trace, she turned away from me and stomped her foot slightly. This action is really very smart.

Just as the breeze was blowing, the peach branches trembled lightly, and a piece of falling flowers shyly kissed her black hair.

The peach blossoms on the human face are red.

I curled my lips, the deeper my smile grew, and the softer my heart became.

My little girl, you have to coax well.

Fingertips rubbed over the warm cup, and I put the cup down and raised my hand, my fingertips gently twisting the petals from the edge of her pink cheeks.

She was slightly frightened.

Sure enough, the fingertips are still a little colder?

In the light of her fawn's round eyes, I stroked her hair and smoothed it gently.

The voice softened: "Today's hairpin is very flattering to you." ”

She looked at me in amazement.

The eyes were followed by surprise and accusation and dissatisfaction.

I chuckled, her voice deliberately teasing, she liked my laughter, can this fall lightly? Fingertips crossed her slightly open lips, the touch was as soft and beautiful as imagined, "Leisurely sister and the hairpin I carved the peach hairpin, I don't know if it is as I thought when I carved the hairpin,"

The flush spread on her cheeks, and the beauty was shy, and it couldn't be more beautiful. She muttered, "What do you want?"

The voice is sweet and soft, and it is cute and lovely.

I reluctantly withdrew my hand, my eyes were tender like water, "Well, I thought, marry this girl home, hold it in the palm of my hand, and treasure it carefully." ”

She pursed the corners of her lips slightly, revealing a smile that was small but gentle.

A peach blossom swirled slightly, falling into the cup, and the water rippled slightly.

The two love each other.

It couldn't be better.

――Time Teahouse-

"Will I meet her? Mr. Nanshan put down the teacup, and the peach blossoms at the bottom of the teacup were pressed tightly together.

This was the second time he had asked the question, but apparently he didn't need my answer.

He looked at the teacup and frowned: "She's too beautiful." ”

"Will meet. ”

He looked up at me.

I raised my eyebrows and smiled: "Time Teahouse only accepts people who are destined." ”

"Destined for someone?" he muttered, his eyes gradually brightening.

Are you destined for each other, or are you destined for each other?

It's both.

"See you next time. The smile stretched as he looked up and smiled at me.

"See you next time. I bowed my head and watched as his figure disappeared through the door.

The flickering wind chimes fell silent.

I shook my head slightly, bringing out a chuckle.

After Ambilight, everything is plunged into darkness. I turned into a fleeting red shadow and hid in it.

He's dreaming.

I even dreamed of a little girl.

After she suddenly appeared and disappeared four years ago, they waited in the apartment for a long time to believe that she really wouldn't show up again, but even so, the four of them would return to the apartment once a year to get together.

"The little girl has grown up. He sighed softly, and took pity on her emaciation, "It's just a little thinner." ”

"There's still some meat that's cuter. ”

He reached out to rub the little girl's hair.

"What are you doing?"

Jiang You's misty eyes instantly sobered up, and his eyes were cold.

Her voice was cold and distant, looking at him like she was looking at a stranger.

"I am—"

I'm your ice cube brother.

Xi Qi found that he couldn't speak, and even his body was not under his control.

Jiang Youyan's expression was very strange, she didn't miss the surprise in his eyes when she woke up and the hurt after hearing her words, but this was the weirdest thing, how could this person look at her with such crooked eyes.

Fortunately, in the blink of an eye, the person in front of him returned to his usual appearance of a kaolin flower on the outside, but it was actually black on the inside.