"Well, thank you. ”

Ling Ziyi answered and took the key.

Outside, sure enough, there was wind, Yang Dingtian was actually not afraid of the cold, he was a little worried about Ling Ziyi, Ling Ziyi was relatively thin, but not weak, it may be the reason why he often sketches and climbs mountains in the wild, and there is a sense of rhythm when walking.

"Teacher Ling, you are very familiar with this boss lady. ”

The proprietress actually gave the key to Ling Ziyi, which really surprised Yang Dingtian.

"yes. Ling Ziyi nodded: "I often come here to sketch, there are few people here, undisturbed, once, I lived for almost half a year, others thought I was the daughter of the boss's wife, and someone actually came to propose." ”

She smiled when she said this.

Ling Ziyi has always been relatively cold, she had eaten and drunk tea and pricked needles before, she smiled faintly at most, and this smile was like a flower suddenly blooming in front of her, giving Yang Dingtian an extremely amazing feeling.

Yang Dingtian originally thought that in terms of appearance, Ling Ziyi was inferior to Bai Shuixian, but when he smiled, he felt that she was more beautiful than Bai Shuixian.

"Teacher Ling, did anyone tell you that your smile is particularly beautiful. ”

Yang Dingtian couldn't help but ask.

Ling Ziyi glanced back at him, smiled again, and didn't respond.

It's cold again, really.

You can't take a car up the mountain, and there are three or four miles to the top of the mountain, which is a winding path.

Ling Ziyi looked thin, but his legs were very strong, and he walked quickly in front, and after a little more than half an hour, he actually climbed to the top of the mountain, and he didn't feel tired.

"She's in good health, probably because she climbs a lot of mountains. ”

Yang Dingtian thought secretly.

The top of the mountain here is not very wide, there is no kind of big flat halfway up the mountainside, just a mountain, with weeds and shrubs, but there are a few stones, one of which is very large, estimated to be dozens of tons, which makes Yang Dingtian think of the stone that popped out of Sun Monkey at the beginning of Journey to the West.

The view from the top of the mountain is excellent, and when you look to the west, you can see the lights of the eastern city.

"I come here a lot to sketch and I like the breadth of my horizons. ”

Ling Ziyi said, standing on a stone and stretching his arms.

She has a good figure, tall and slender, and spreads her arms like this, like a goddess under the moon.

Yang Dingtian looked a little stunned for a while.

Ling Ziyi turned around: "Yang Dingtian, you said earlier that you want me to let go, what should I do?" ”

"Oh. Yang Dingtian came back to his senses, thought for a while, and said: "There are two kinds of release, one is active, one is passive, active, like the founder of the country, Mao Lao, when he was young, every thunderstorm night, he stripped naked and went to the mountains to run, shouting while running, challenging God, and then waved his hand, a million heroes crossed the river, and dared to challenge the United Nations with a sword, that kind of courage was cultivated when he was young. ”

Ling Ziyi nodded, with a look of fascination.

"Passive?" she asked, after a moment's pause.

"Passive. Yang Dingtian laughed, but didn't say anything, just looked at Ling Ziyi.

"How about passive?" Seeing that he didn't say anything, Ling Ziyi couldn't help but urge.

"It's easy to be passive. Yang Dingtian smiled: "For example, find someone and whip it." ”

He said this out of his mouth, and somehow, he thought of it.

Appreciating flowers is refreshing, but sometimes destroying flowers can also bring people a strange kind of pleasure.

Yang Dingtian's experience comes from Song Yuqiong.

Song Yuqiong is extremely shrewd and strong, and habitually controls everything, but Yang Dingtian found that she had a secret masochistic mentality, and when she tried it, it was like this, and then doubled it a few times, and Song Yuqiong's performance really made him feel as if he had eaten a strange bean, which had a different flavor.

Of course, Ling Ziyi is not Song Yuqiong, but Ling Ziyi's cold and upright temperament, to put it bluntly, is also pretended, like Song Yuqiong, habitually self-centered, but Song Yuqiong is habitually mastered, and Ling Ziyi is habitually supportive or proud.

This kind of temperament, it is useless to say that she persuades her, ignores her with good intentions, or simply gives her a beating, hey, then let everything go.

As the saying goes, don't pretend to be forced.

Of course, he also had a joking tone.

Ling Ziyi is an adult, not a child, in this world, if she doesn't want to, no one can pump her, whether it's her father or husband, let alone the people next to her.

When Ling Ziyi heard him say this, he just smiled slightly, didn't answer him, turned around, and looked into the distance.

The distant mountains under the moon seem to be covered with a layer of silver-white light veil, hazy, like a shy girl, like an ambiguous young woman, I don't know how many secrets are hidden.

"You say, under every light, is there a family? Ling Ziyi asked softly.

Her voice is indeed very good, extremely pure and clear, really like Huang Ying'er's voice, Yang Dingtian has seen a lot of beauties, when it comes to good voice, she is really the first.

And under such a moon, such a whisper is even more moving.

"Definitely. Yang Dingtian nodded.

"In every family, every person, does they have their own joys, sorrows, and sorrows? ”

"I guess so. ”

Yang Dingtian nodded again.

Ling Ziyi was silent for a while, and said, "Then you say, they are generally much happier, or they are more distressed." ”

Under such a moon, such a beauty, such a question and answer, Yang Dingtian has a very strange feeling.

He has always felt that he is a layman, but at this moment, he actually feels that he has been sublimated, has a taste of a philosopher or even a poet, and almost wants to make poems, but the first thing that comes to mind is: the bright moonlight in front of the bed, suspected to be frost on the ground, looking up at the bright moon, bowing his head and thinking of his hometown.

Well, he really can't make poetry, shook his head, and said, "Each has its own happiness, and each has its own troubles." ”

He said this as an ordinary sentence, but Ling Ziyi was silent for a while, and said, "You said it so well. ”

What, Yang Dingtian himself felt embarrassed, but Ling Ziyi suddenly turned his head, smiled at her, and said, "I want to dance, can you help me hold the clothes." ”

This is the second time she has smiled brightly tonight, like a flower blooming, beautiful to the extreme.

Yang Dingtian was stunned for a moment and nodded.

It was windy on the mountain, and Ling Ziyi originally put on the windbreaker, but took it off at this time and handed it to Yang Dingtian.

The top of the mountain is not big, but there is still a small piece of grass, Ling Ziyi took off his clothes, suddenly slid on the ground, and slid to the center of the grass in one step.

Her suit fits very well, almost perfectly complementing her slender figure, and this sliding step shows this good figure thoroughly.

It can be said that just this one slip step made Yang Dingtian stunned.

He couldn't understand dance, he didn't know what dance was expressing, what he saw was Ling Ziyi's perfect figure to the extreme, under the backdrop of light dance, like a flower blooming, like a surge, an indescribable beauty.