Two hills, 50 centimeters of separation barrier harmoniously separate the contradiction between the two families, and this is the rural sheep intestine road, in the era of machine rampant and domineering, the peaceful rural life seems more out of place, indisputable.

Standing on such a path again, Ning Bing'er was full of emotion, the same environment, the same situation, but the people around her have changed, and things are different.

Turning his head to look at the man who walks cautiously, swaying, with an unstable center of gravity and a lack of parallelism, like a tightrope clown, trying his best to amuse the audience, his toes sticking to the ground, lighter than a ballet dancer.

But it did hurt Ning Xiangtian, a child who grew up pampered since childhood, where has he ever seen this kind of situation, he may see it on TV, and he will change the channel in disbelief, and he never imagined that there would be such a remote and poor place.

Facing a 50-centimeter ridge, it is not because of the youth, light body, and steady foot strength, maybe when you fall, and you can't tell when you swim in the field.

The field is already a dilapidated scene, the wheat has been harvested, only the straw is left in the field, messily piled up, the breeze blows, Ning Bing'er was intoxicated by the environment here for a while, this is the tranquility and tranquility that the modern industrial city does not have.

"Will you leave?" Ning Bing'er really couldn't bear to look at the staggering man in front of her as he continued to walk, and asked impatiently.

"Yes, how could it not!" Ning Xiangtian replied loudly, even looking cautious and scared when he landed.

As soon as the words fell, he stepped on his left foot and almost fell into the field, but Ning Bing'er, who was quick-eyed, grabbed him and grabbed him tightly, so that he almost fell into the mud.

"Thank you. Ning Xiangtian turned his head, his face was ugly and embarrassed, his fair and handsome face had turned the color of pig liver, and his eyes were full of horror and nervousness.

The fear and nervousness shown by a man in front of his beloved woman is indeed very embarrassing, but Ning Xiangtian showed it, and he also acted in his true colors, without any disguise and disguise, and it was very real in front of Ning Bing'er.

In fact, what kind of man Ning Xiangtian is, there is no need to disguise and hide at all, Ning Bing'er has already seen through and eaten thoroughly, but he didn't say it thoroughly.

"Come and pull me, watch the road carefully, relax, don't be nervous. Ning Bing'er didn't bother to deal with this timid man, and her tone was a little tough and concerned.

At this time, she realized that when she walked on such a small road for the first time, she was very much like Ning Xiangtian, scared, nervous, and flustered, plus the person in front of her was her favorite person, she was even more nervous, and even the ground felt shaky.

Perhaps this is a kind of expressive desire in the heart, and the calmness and calmness that are forced under fear will become more intense and more nervous, and finally mess things up.

Seeing the white and smooth little hands displayed in front of him, Ning Xiangtian hesitated, glanced at Ning Bing'er in disbelief, forcibly held back his excited gaze, and looked at her with an indescribable emotion, such a strange care.

For so many years, Ning Bing'er has taken the initiative to care only a handful of times, and it hasn't even happened, but along the way, it has happened repeatedly, and Ning Xiangtian was so excited that he didn't dare to reach out to hold it, looking at the beautiful slender little hand for a while, and looking at Ning Bing'er for a while.

Ning Bing'er, who was looking around very casually, didn't care about what she had just said, she had been waiting for the person who picked her up to appear, or the person who was stationed earlier, to take this coward away, and to protect him by the way, so that he would have any accidents.

In Ning Bing'er's world, for Ning Xiangtian, there was no more than a minute of cranky thinking, and even thinking about it for an extra second felt wasteful.

Perhaps this is the difference between love and non-love.

When you are with someone you love, your eyes are full of what he looks like, and even if you are not together, your whole heart is filled with him.

And with someone you don't love, you still think about the person you love, whether he's in it or not.

That's the biggest difference between loving and not loving.

There was no reaction for a long time, Ning Bing'er turned her head to look at the man, only to see that he had been staring at his hand, as if his hand was different from others.

Retracted his hand, looked at it carefully for a few seconds, stared at the man in front of him, and asked coldly, "What's wrong with my hand?"

"No, no, it's just beautiful!" Ning Xiangtian immediately blushed in panic and replied weakly.

"No, don't hold it, I may not be able to hold you if you fall down, and we didn't bring a change of clothes, you pay attention yourself." Ning Bing'er didn't bother to worry about it, or didn't bother to take care of his dirty thoughts, and said in a more cold tone.

Always rejects the feeling of being thousands of miles away, making people afraid to approach, if you don't know her well, you may be directly retreated by her cold appearance.

Quickly pulled up Bing'er's little hand, held it tightly in the palm of his hand, didn't want to let go for a second, and enjoyed feeling Bing'er's soft and delicate little hands as smooth as silk, which was not a sneaky touch, but a fair and honest possession.

Ning Xiangtian was satisfied!

"Bing'er, your hands are amazing, they were originally very cold, but as long as I hold them, they are too warm. Ning Xiangtian was brainlessly excited to mention what Bing'er cared about.

Yes, Ning Bing'er herself doesn't want to do this, she hopes that it is Kang Yi who warms her heart, not Ning Xiangtian, is it really like what her mother said in her dream, don't resist when fate comes, don't struggle, otherwise it will be very tired and painful!

She really didn't want to, not at all reluctant.

Turning his head, he gave the stupid man a fierce look and continued to walk forward.

Just a few steps away, Ning Bing'er remembered what Kang Yi said to her: "This village is very closed, it's too reckless for us to go in like this, in case someone finds us, we will cover ourselves as a couple, you are my girlfriend, let's go camping together, you know?"

Thinking of the gentle smile in Kang Yi's deep eyes at that time, Ning Bing'er smiled happily.

At that time, they were so compatible and happy, but now, holding hands is as numb as holding their right hand with their left hand, and they don't feel it at all, let alone the excitement and numbness of being in love.

Ning Bing'er sighed regretfully, suddenly listened to her footsteps, looked at the man in front of her seriously, and said: "This village is very backward and closed, it will be dangerous for us to go in like this, from now on, we are brothers and sisters, come out to play, come to visit the villagers, do you hear?"

The tone was very cold and firm, the character settings that had been thought out for a long time had no possibility of being changed at all, listening to Bing'er say this, a trace of displeasure and regret flashed in Ning Xiangtian's eyes, he sighed slightly, nodded lightly, and reluctantly agreed.