Li Junfeng's expression and words were like needles, and they suddenly stabbed Wang Qimai's heart, she didn't know why her heart hurt, because she really didn't understand:

"We've known each other since I was born, right? You're asking this question, and you're not at the level at all!"

However, she concealed her inexplicable heartache and looked at Li Junfeng in disbelief.

expected that she would not realize it immediately, and Li Junfeng was not in a hurry, but smiled more gently, and stroked her hair more gently:

"Hehe, that's it! We've known each other for eighteen years, haven't we been together? It has nothing to do with the length of time we've known each other!"

Wang Qimai was a little unwilling, although Feng Yifei and Jin Yefeng's incident made her very uncomfortable, but what Li Junfeng said made her even more unhappy, so she decided to get to the bottom of it:

"Then why are you talking about this, why are you using us as a metaphor? It's not appropriate at all!"

"......" Li Junfeng didn't speak for a long time, but just locked his eyes on Wang Qimai's feet playing with water in the moonlight.

After waiting for a long time, before Li Junfeng's answer, Wang Qimai finally couldn't help it, she actually waited until the tear duct felt a little sour:

"Even you don't want to be nice to me, you all have something to hide from me......"

Li Junfeng didn't want to hide it from her, but he didn't know how to express it, knowing that she had someone else in her heart, and that person was also someone he liked very much, so what did he say?

"Hey~"

He sighed as he shifted his gaze to the babbling stream, and thought to himself: Maybe he will have the courage to speak up when the water can flow backwards.

For example, when there is a tornado, he suddenly blurted out:

"Wheat, actually...... Maybe I'm the one waiting for you to grow up......"

"Are you waiting for me?"

His words seemed to be exactly what she wanted to hear, and what she seemed afraid to hear.

The spear and shield occupied her left and right atrium respectively, one was defending, the other was trying to attack, you chased me and hid, entangled in her heart.

Eighteen-year-old Wang Qimai felt such a entanglement for the first time, it was true that she liked Feng Yifei, but Li Junfeng was also very important in her heart-

I remember that before he went to college in another province, she cried all night, without his village, she couldn't see the colors for a long time, and when he came back, everything became a matter of course.

A flying insect jumped out of the grass with a "poof", and used her head as a pedal, and turned around for a while before flying into the sky.

The kick kicked by the insect actually made her understand a fact in an instant: she had never shed a tear for Feng Yifei, but she cried for Li Junfeng!

What does this mean?

She didn't understand, so a pair of slender Danfeng eyes were full of questions, but she was still able to look at Li Junfeng bluntly without a trace of dodge.

Li Junfeng also looked back at her, and there was only moonlight and breathing between the two of them.

Suddenly, Li Junfeng took off his coat, which made Wang Qimai's heart beat violently.

He grabbed her legs, dried her feet with his coat, and put on her shoes and socks, and then said:

"It's too late, let's go back quickly, it's cold and dewy at night, and I have to get up early tomorrow to see my aunt!"

Li Junfeng got up and stretched out his hand to Wang Komai, who was sitting on the ground at a loss.

Wang Qimai was stunned for a few seconds, but hurriedly accepted his hand.

For the first time, she felt that his palms were so hot, gradually warming hers, making the temperature of the two of them more and more consistent......

Early the next morning, several people gathered at the door of the Feng family's mansion, Jin Yefeng and Wang Qimai were carrying a small bamboo basket on their backs, and the basket was neatly stacked and energetic blue forget-me-not.

Lao Wang led four young men dressed in linen clothes, and between them was something like a shoe, but there was no back of the chair, and the bearing place was a wooden plank.

Each of the four dark-skinned young men stood in front of a bamboo pole with an oversized blue forget-me-not bundle sent by Lao Wang yesterday.

Grandpa Feng didn't show up, Jin Yefeng got up early in the morning and saw that he had gone up the mountain to exercise alone, which was a matter of course!

Wang Qimai, who was standing next to Li Junfeng, had a strange expression, and the dark blue under her eyes clearly announced the fact that she didn't sleep well last night.

Jin Yefeng raised his eyes and looked at Feng Yifei, obviously he also noticed, and she instantly exchanged glances with him:

Maybe Wang Qimai didn't sleep well because she was going to visit her mother's grave today?

However, Li Junfeng also has the same "symptoms" right now, so it seems that there should be another reason, otherwise it wouldn't be so coincidental, right?

Maybe it was last night, the two of them went out for a walk, and did they end up walking out of the situation?

Jin Yefeng and Feng Yifei looked at each other and smiled "ambiguously", and there was a vague shadow in their hearts.

Compared with Wang Qimai and Li Junfeng, Jin Yefeng and Feng Yifei slept very well yesterday-

After the two of them returned to Linfeng Xuan, they made a little Pu'er tea to help digestion, but neither of them deliberately mentioned what happened in the day, just discussed the matter of the library pavilion a little.

In order to alleviate the embarrassment of the two being alone, Feng Yifei turned out the long-prepared checkers, because he knew that Jin Yefeng was a master of checkers, and no one had ever won against her when she was in school!

In this way, in "Laughing and Scolding", the two of them played seven sets, the score was 1:6, and the last game was Jin Yefeng who deliberately released water to save face for him......

"Young master, are there any other people going with you? If there are all the people, let's go, right? Sooner rather than later!"

Lao Wang duly looked at his watch, and then at the rising sun.

"Well, I messaged my brother last night and he said he would be going today, but he didn't say he wanted to be with us...... There's no need to wait for him, let's go!"

Wang Qimai glanced at his mobile phone without any new news, and said to everyone.

"Alright, let's go!"

Everyone looked at Feng Yifei, and when they saw him nodding, the four young men carried it on their shoulders with a "hey" under the command of Lao Wang.

The ancestral grave of the Wang family and the cemetery of the villagers of Biluo are both on the back hill of the Wang family.

Because the Wang family has this Nine Dragons Tripod that has been passed down from generation to generation, the villagers believe that it is a treasure of the town and village, which can bring blessings to future generations, so they chose the blessed land here.

The group walked into the bamboo forest path between the Feng family and the Wang family, and changed direction in front of the dilapidated little house that Jin Yefeng saw last time-

They walked down the road and got into the middle of the bamboo, and after Feng Yifei cleared a few new bamboos blocking the way for Jin Yefeng, she found a hidden path.

Li Junfeng walked in the front, has been silently taking care of Wang Qimai, before going up the mountain, he was a little uneasy, as if he had made a lot of determination to turn back to her and said:

"I'll pull you, the last time you came, you fell on your head, it seems dangerous......"

“…… Okay......" Wang Qimai hesitated for a few seconds, but still handed him his hand.

Jin Yefeng, who was accidentally infected with the "gossip disease", sensitively captured the shyness that flashed on Wang Qimai's face, as well as Li Junfeng's strange appearance.

She turned her head to look at Feng Yifei excitedly, but Feng Yifei didn't pay attention to the two people in front of her, thinking that Jin Yefeng took the initiative to ask to hold hands, and immediately held her in her heart.

Jin Yefeng shook him off in disgust, angry that he didn't share the "gossip" with her, and dissatisfiedly strangled the strap of the small bamboo basket with both hands.

"Isn't it too heavy? I'll carry it for you!" Feng Yifei was puzzled and hurriedly licked it.

"No, I said I carried it, just my back!" Jin Yefeng glanced at him angrily.

"Then why are you angry? Don't you think I didn't kiss you?" Feng Yifei didn't know how to offend her, and was so anxious that he didn't choose what to say.

"you, I'm not angry!" Jin Yefeng stopped paying attention to him and walked forward.

"What is she angry about?" Feng Yifei was stunned and stopped, but Lao Wang took the opportunity to catch up, and he complained to Lao Wang by the way.

"You don't know, how can I know, it's your choice!" replied with a shrug of his shoulders and no sense of humor.

"Yes, my own choice, I suffer by myself, I am cheap!" Feng Yifei shook his head and chased after him awkwardly.

After climbing the mountain for about twenty minutes, the ancestral tomb of the Wang family was close in front of me.

If you want to say blessed land, it is the best place for feng shui, and this is no exception, in the middle of this jasper-filled mountainside, the north wall is like a knife, and it is covered with green plants, like a large natural tapestry.

Under the wall is a naturally formed, layered soil slope, like a terraced field is different, and the cemetery pattern of J City is different, here each layer of soil slope is not lined up with tombstones, but one after another round grave bags, each tomb bag is scattered in a row, and all occupy a large area.

"There is no cremation in the village, and when you die, you will be buried in a coffin directly......"

Feng Yifei saw the confusion in Jin Yefeng's eyes, and hurriedly explained.

"Oh, I see, will you be buried here when you die?"

Although Jin Yefeng was relieved, she still asked a question that she was more interested in but didn't have much brain.

"I can bury it anywhere, I don't mind, but I hope to be in the same hole with you......"

Here he cannot laugh, but he speaks very seriously.

These words couldn't be more obvious, Jin Yefeng's heart suddenly felt like it had been pickled—salty, astringent, and suffocating from anaerobic breathing.

Fortunately, no one else heard their conversation, and Li Junfeng and Wang Qimai had already walked straight to the front row of tombs.

Without looking at the words on the tombstone, Jin Yefeng could know which one belonged to his aunt, because a huge blue forget-me-not in front of the grave had already taken everyone's attention.

"Has anyone already been here? Could it be my brother?" Wang Qimai exclaimed first.

Jin Yefeng, Feng Yifei and Li Junfeng saw the flowers in front of them, as if they had figured out everything under the inspiration of Wang Komai, and according to her words, this flower was sent by Wang Yansong, so the person who picked flowers ahead of them yesterday was Wang Yansong!

This seems to be the truth, and it seems to make everyone feel relieved in an instant, but is this really the case?

Is the person who picks flowers Wang Yansong, Wang Zhijun, or Grandpa Shi? If you don't ask yourself, you can't figure out his true purpose......