Chapter Twenty-Five: Her Wish

The loneliness in the young man's eyes was hidden deeply, and he was such a proud person, because he met her, he became very low, low to the dust.

Wanwan told me that the young man's name was Cheng Feng, and I thought:

There will be times when you ride the wind and waves, and the name is very meaningful......

Perhaps, he is looking forward to a different ending between himself and Bai Juan.

The sunny days and bright sunshine gave the children warmth, and there were smiles everywhere.

And the sunshine of Cheng Feng is a smile on the wan, no matter the wind and rain, it is the four seasons.

On a sunny day, two figures in the trees.

"Cheng Feng, what do you want to do when you grow up?" Bai Wan asked the young man beside him with a sideways face.

The girl has lost her youthful childishness, and she is still very proud, and there is only one friend next to her, Cheng Feng, but she will no longer call him Brother Cheng Feng, because of what, she doesn't know.

"Grow up...... the young man's eyes froze, and he suddenly looked at the girl's pale face.

"Wanwan, I want to know, what do you want to do?"

The white eyes suddenly became gloomy, and he spoke softly:

"My mom said that when she was a child, she always dreamed of a little boy who looked at the stars and the sea together in her dreams, so she fell in love with writing stories, and finally met her little boy. But—

I'm different from my mother, Cheng Feng, I grew up in a very happy and happy family, maybe it's what they call a little princess-like life, but I feel fear, fear emanating from the depths of my heart.

So, when I grew up, I just wanted to go somewhere else, and I also expected failure, and the taste of heartache. ”

The boy stared at the girl's side face, listening to her soft words, which seemed to fall on her heart.

"Ribbon ......"

He protected her too well, he thought that as long as Wanwan was always happy and happy, she would always be as cute as she was when she was a child, but she didn't seem to want this.

"Cheng Feng, can you not look at me with such pity?, my white silk is not a flower in a greenhouse, you said that I helped you fight when I was a child, which time did you lose?"

Cheng Feng's eyes were dyed with a hint of a smile.

With me here, how can I let you lose?

"Summer is coming, Cheng Feng, after a while, let's go hunt for cicadas......" The girl's eyes suddenly lit up.

Bai Wan has really grown up, and she hopes that everyone who is with her will be happy. Unlike Shen Moyu, the little girl likes summer, bright summer.

Apart from...... I hate mosquitoes in the summer.

"Wanwan, you told me, where can we go to catch cicadas?"

Cheng Feng teased with a smile.

"I don't know, that's why I asked you, Cheng Feng, don't let me down, or you'll lose your only friend." ”

Bai Wan patted Cheng Feng's shoulder very seriously.

The little girl's ideas are really out of step with the city......

It's night.

Bai Juan was holding a copy of the Book of Songs that was about to be turned over, and the page in his hand was "July":

"April Xiuhua, May Song" is written about cicadas.

In ancient times, the summer was divided into three phases, namely "the beginning of the cicada", and the other two were "antler solution" and "semi-summer".

Bai Juan felt that the summer here was almost not summer. The summer she is looking forward to is lying on a bench made of bamboo in the woods to enjoy the shade, listening to the cicadas, and then she can also talk to poetry with Cheng Feng......

"When I'm old, I'm going to be a hermit, like Tao Yuanming, but I'm going to live in seclusion in a place where there is a bamboo forest, so that I can hear the cicadas."

That night, Bai Juan wrote this sentence into the wish card, and she will slowly realize it in the future.

Cheng Feng's handsome face suddenly flashed in his mind......

O boy, your thoughts, do you think ...... I really don't understand.

Bai Juan turned off the light, closed his eyes, and turned off the light on the other end.

"Cheng Feng, if Bai Juan knew, would she think she would treat you as a pervert?"

Cheng Ye smiled fatherly.

"You know, I'm protecting her. A trace of unnaturalness crossed Cheng Feng's eyes.

"However, when the little girl grows up, people also have privacy......"

Cheng Ye glanced at Cheng Feng meaningfully.

Cheng Feng ignored him, drove the people out, and then turned off the lights, he wanted to think about it, where to find the cicada for Wanwan?

Cheng Ye behind the door had a dark expression.

Perhaps, he can also find a little girl to fall in love with or something......

A small poem appeared on the computer screen:

The evening breeze blows the fallen flowers

Faintly decorated with a mood

Laughing, we also walked in here

It became a star, or a pointed bamboo shoot

I thought, he said, and you, were crying.

Bai Yi gently hugged her to the bed and dropped a kiss on Shen Moyu's forehead.

They seemed to be getting older day by day, he held Shen Moyu's hand and lay on her side, but she was still his little girl, the little girl who loved to fantasize.