The night sky is clear. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The spacious roof platform can see the lights of thousands of homes.

The fluffy black cat wagged its tail, and the four little short legs clumsily jumped on the boy's knees, stepped on the spot, and found a comfortable position to lie down.

The night fashion of early spring is a little chilly.

The towers are tall, the walls are covered with green velvet vegetation, and the dim light of the street lamps pours wisteria.

Lan Yue sat on the edge of the platform, her long hair pouring up with the night breeze, and a moon-white light robe was scattered in the wind like a plain epiphany.

The night is quiet, the lights are brilliant in the distance, and the occasional frolic and laughter can be heard from the streets.

The slender white fingers casually caressed the chubby head of the black cat in his arms, and it lay lazily on his lap, purring comfortably.

He looked at the night sky, the wind lifted his long inky hair, and his thin figure was faint in the bustling lights of the town, like a bleak silhouette.

The sound of soft footsteps came, accompanied by the sound of silver bells.

As if sensing something, he hesitated and slowly turned his face sideways, his indifferent and wordless expression was like ripples in the frozen lake for a moment, and he was in a trance, and his brilliance was dissipated.

The night breeze blows up the knee-length skirt, and the snow-white soft fluff ornaments glow with a familiar light.

The girl was holding the tray and stood not far behind him. Chestnut hair blowing in the wind, clear amber eyes......

As always.

"Meow ......"

The bulky black cat suddenly jumped out of his arms and ran straight towards the girl, circling around her like a ball of hair, rubbing her legs affectionately.

"Brown sugar?" Qianling looked at the cat beside her lap and was stunned, her eyes widened with joy and curiosity, and she raised her eyes to look at him, "Why is brown sugar here?"

No one responded.

Qianling looked at him silently and turned her face sideways, as if she didn't know her—exactly the same reaction she had had on the street before.

He stepped forward and put the tray next to him, took out the kettle and opened it, and handed it to him:

"Wow. ”

The wind blew his inky hair, and he quietly looked at the colorful lights in the distance, his low-hanging eyelashes shining as if he hadn't heard.

Qianling looked at the handsome and beautiful side face of the young man under the dim light, his thin lips were slightly dry, and the hand holding the kettle was slowly clenched.

Suddenly a hand pinched his chin and turned his face, he was stunned and looked at her with wide eyes.

The hand that was pinching his chin tightened, and the kettle in the other hand took advantage of the situation and poured water into his mouth!

"You...... Ahem......!"

Qianling watched him choke on water and coughed his cheeks red, and he still held the remaining half pot of water in his hand, and reached out and patted his back vigorously:

"You deserve it! You can only use irrigation to deal with people like you!"

For a long time, he was relieved, a pair of dark red eyes stared at her without blinking, shocked and angry, but he couldn't speak for a long time.

"Well," Qianling said expressionlessly, handing him the remaining half of the pot of water, "drink it all." ”

"......" he glared at her, not answering.

Qianling raised her eyebrows, rolled up her sleeves nonchalantly, and a devil's claw stretched straight to his face......

He grabbed the kettle in her hand and drank it up, then threw the empty kettle to the ground angrily, wiped the water from his lips and raised his eyes to look at her coldly, as if written in his eyes, "Satisfied now?"

Completely ignoring the angry and accusing eyes, and ignoring the empty kettle on the ground that was innocently vented, Qianling picked up a bowl of rice on the tray and handed it to him with a blank face:

"Eat it up. Not a grain of rice is left behind. ”

She doesn't want to reason with him now, so if she is still stubborn after saying it so many times, she can only use strong means.

The plump, white rice is a mix of diced carrots, corn kernels and diced meat, covered with a charred fried egg and a few tomato chunks sprinkled with sugar.

He looked at the colorful rice in front of him, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and the frost in his eyes melted a little, but he just looked at it in a daze, and didn't reach out to take it.

Qianling looked at the change in his expression and paused:

"That's all there is in the kitchen, and that's it. I originally wanted the following, or this is a little more nutritious. You will eat it. ”

The wind blew up the robe, and the long hair spilled down the back and down the waist, and the hair was blowing in the wind.

Half a day.

The fair-skinned slender fingers slowly lifted and took the bowl in her hand.

Qianling breathed a sigh of relief, magically conjured a pair of chopsticks and a spoon, and shook it at him with a hippie smile:

"Which one?"

He glanced at her, lowered his eyelashes silently, and still didn't speak with a cold face.

Qianling put the spoon into his bowl nonchalantly and smiled cheekily: "The spoon is good, the spoon is convenient." ”

She watched him slowly scoop up a spoonful and put it in her mouth, her vigilant expression was like that of a cat tasting milk, and soon the vigilance was lifted, and she ate spoonful after spoonful......

Holding his chin, he laughed unconsciously.

He watched her sit next to him with her chin propped up and giggled and blinked a little dazedly.

"Xiao Yue......" Qianling looked at his side face, and her voice was soft, "I forgot what I told you before I left?"

is still so willful, doesn't cherish himself, and always worries the people around him.

He didn't look at her, his eyelashes drooped slightly, and he slowly pursed his lips:

“…… Do you care?"

There was a hint of hoarseness in his low voice.

If you care, if you can't let it go...... Why didn't you stay and watch him personally? Why did you leave several times? Why did you run away with disgust when you kissed him? Why did you say goodbye to everyone but refused to leave him a ...... with a word?

I had already decided to let it go.

Qianling ......

What are you doing here?

She looked at the side lines of his face faintly dimmed, and her eyes touched the young man's slender lips, and suddenly a fire burned on his cheeks.

“……？”

He watched as she covered her face like a turtle and slowly shrunk her head into her arms, frowning.

The night sky is like a wash, dotted with stars, and it looks like the bottom of a stream sprinkled with jade.

The two sat side by side on the edge of the platform, under the starry sky, the lights gradually became one with the light of the lights.

Qianling watched him put down the bowl, and then reached out to take it and looked at it carefully, seeing that there were no particles left in the bowl as she said, she glanced at the sullen face of the guy next to her, couldn't help but smile, and reached out to rub his head:

"That's good!"

He avoided her hand with a cold face, but it didn't shrink until he ruffled his hair entirely, and the guy next to him withdrew his hand with a hippie smile.

"Xiaoyue, it's windy here," Qianling looked at him and tentatively spoke, "Don't stay here all the time, can you go into the house?"

He looked at the lights in the distance and slowly lowered his eyelashes:

"Here you go...... Nosy again?"

It seems to be the same in the treehouse before.

Qianling blinked, as if she had just remembered something, and her head shook like a rattle: "Of course not!"

He glanced around vigilantly again, and mysteriously leaned into his ear and lowered his voice:

"Satsuki...... I have something very important to tell you. ”