It's cherry blossom season, and the straight avenue of the country park is lined with pink cherry blossoms, and the breeze blows by, and it is very romantic to be in the rain of flowers. In the distance, there is an endless field of rape flowers, golden and pink combined with the green of the willow branches, forming a picture of spring day, which is unforgettable.

The slightly humid air and the unique earthy fragrance eased Gong Mengshu's depressed mood for days. Huang Qilun saw that Gong Mengshu didn't like to talk, and he didn't force her, which was very much Gong Mengshu's heart, and gradually let down his vigilance against him a little.

The four young men and women sometimes wander in the sea of flowers, sometimes frolic and run, from restraint to talking and laughing, the strange sense of rejection subsides, and the friendship begins to grow.

But there was a small episode, Cheng Molin, who was enjoying the beautiful scenery in front, patronized and looked at the surrounding scenery without paying attention to her feet, stepped on the air, "snapped", and actually stumbled and fell into a mud pit that was not too big or small! Li Zhehan on the side couldn't help him, and saw Cheng Molin fall into an embarrassed state, and couldn't help but apologize and hurriedly went to help. Although Cheng Molin was fine, her clothes and skirt were covered with mud, she pouted, and most of her interest in appreciating flowers was gone.

Gong Mengshu rushed forward and hurriedly asked with concern, "Are you okay?" said as she helped Cheng Molin pat the mud on her skirt.

Cheng Molin snorted angrily and said: "It's not hurt, but how can I see people when I go back like this! It's all because this mud pit is so hidden, and nothing is in my way!"

Huang Qilun shook his head and said, "Don't blame the mud pit, if you want to blame it, blame the flower messenger next to you for not protecting the flowers!"

Cheng Molin turned her head to glare at Li Zhehan when she heard this, Li Zhehan shrugged his shoulders, scratched his head and smiled apologetically. Cheng Molin shook her head and said, "Forget it, anyway, you are a lump of wood, and you can't compare to Huang Qilun who knows how to please women!"

Huang Qilun said with a smile: "What does it mean to please women, women in this world are all flowers, I just have the heart to cherish flowers." ”

"Yes, so all the flowers in the world are under your Huang Dashao's eyes for you to pick!" Cheng Molin grinned.

"You're wrong," Huang Qilun said with a rare serious face: "If it is the woman I love, I am willing to only pick this flower for the rest of my life and protect it forever——"

"Now that men are more fraternal, three wives and four concubines are not enough, and I can't wait to have three thousand beauties like the emperor, can you really make up your mind?" Cheng Molin just didn't believe it.

"Three thousand weak water, I only take one scoop to drink. Huang Qilun looked at Gong Mengshu and said slowly. Gong Mengshu was surprised to come into contact with Huang Qilun's strange burning gaze, and hurriedly lowered his eyes, not looking at him.

This unexpected episode did not diminish the fun of Cheng Molin's outing, and soon she was chattering and laughing like no one else. Huang Qilun is also a talkative, so he chatted happily with Cheng Molin. In the empty countryside in spring, the fragrance of flowers and birds seems to be able to relieve people's worries, so Cheng Molin and Huang Qilun said a lot of things.

Gong Mengshu and Li Zhehan became the best listeners because they were not good at words.

From the conversation between Cheng Molin and Huang Qilun, Gong Mengshu learned that Huang Qilun's family was originally a big family in the south of the Yangtze River and moved from a neighboring town, and Huang Qilun came to study at university, with only one mother taking care of him. When he heard that Huang Qilun's father died early, Gong Mengshu couldn't help but sympathize and comfort Huang Qilun, so his attitude became more relaxed.

The time to play always flies, which can be regarded as a happy day, but when Huang Qilun, who was too excited, proposed to Gong Mengshu that the four of them travel together tomorrow, she refused with a distant face. Today, she came with Cheng Molin, not voluntarily, Huang Qilun made such a presumptuous request again, which made her slightly fond of him fleeting. She has always disliked Meng Lang's disciples.

"It's getting late, it's time for us to go back. Gong Mengshu looked at the somewhat gray sky and said to Cheng Molin.

"No, it's not dark yet, it's early!" Cheng Molin, who loves to play and make trouble, is reluctant to go back.

"We'll be told if we go back later," Gong Mengshu imperceptibly accentuated his tone, and his watery eyes were also a little solemn.

"Oh, Mengshu, I really suspect that you came out of the foreigner's school, why is your head so old-fashioned-" Cheng Molin pursed her lips and said dissatisfiedly.

"Yes, stay a little longer, how beautiful this scenery is," Huang Qilun hurriedly continued.

"I'm sorry, we will be punished by family law if we go back late, please forgive you, if you are not happy enough, you can stay and enjoy it slowly. Gong Mengshu said to Huang Qilun neither humbly nor arrogantly. Huang Qilun was gagged and stammered.

Li Zhehan, who had been silent on the side, spoke up: "Listen to Miss Gong, we can contact us again at any time on this matter." "Although he is not amazing, he speaks with a graceful manner.

"That'...... Okay......" Cheng Molin turned his head to look at Li Zhehan before he nodded. Huang Qilun had no choice but to give up when he saw this.

It turned out to be really late when I went back. Gong Mengshu and Cheng Molin tiptoed through the lobby, wanting to return to their respective rooms, but they didn't expect to be looked at by the third aunt Tai Peng. How could the third aunt not let go of the opportunity to ridicule the second wife, Manzhen, and hurriedly raised her voice and shouted: "Yo, third miss, where did you fall, this body of mud!

Cheng Molin was already not interested in this little mother, but now seeing her shouting in a sharp voice, her heart was even more bored, ignoring Gong Meng's soothing eyes on the side, and muttering to Peng Wanru: "Miss Ben is in a good mood today and is willing to go out to beg for food, what's the matter?"

"Yo, it's just a joke, the third lady is too excited, as for you, you are really the second wife's daughter, you can't joke!" The third aunt Tai Peng covered her mouth with a handkerchief and snickered deliberately.

"You!" Cheng Molin couldn't stand the excitement, and wanted to say more, but was stopped by a gentle but majestic voice: "Mo Lin, the third lady is right, why did you come back so late?

Gong Mengshu's heart tightened, turned his head, and sure enough, he saw that the noise alarmed the old lady of the Cheng family, and the second wife, Man Zhen, followed behind the old lady, with an embarrassed face, and when she looked at Cheng Molin, her face was full of hidden anger that hated iron and steel.