Xia Chun looked out the window, it was as dark as a curtain, she couldn't see her fingers, she began to put away the tea set, and said to Lin Yuefeng, "It's late at night, Mr. go back and rest early." ”

Lin Yuefeng nodded, turned around and wanted to leave, but seeing that Xia Chun had no intention of going back, he asked rhetorically, "Why did Miss Xia persuade me to rest, but I wasn't ready to rest?"

Groping around, Xia Chun finally found a small match, and after lighting up the room, she picked up half of the "Book of Tea" again, although the light was dim, she could look at his face clearly with the light. Lin Yuefeng had been in the Mei family for a few months now, but this was the first time she had taken a serious look at him - more than ten years had passed, the years had left traces on his face, his facial contours had become extremely distinct, but those eyes were still the same as back then, deep and bright, shining with a light that could not be ignored. She looked at Lin Yuefeng's face, feeling strange and familiar. Strange because she didn't know what he had been through all these years, familiar because he clearly had the marks of his youth.

It's strange that it was just a chance encounter of fighting crickets that day, but it left an indelible memory in her heart from then on. Xia Chun thought, maybe, maybe because that day was a turning point in her whole life, because before that day, although her father was her sky, it was a sky that could make her fly and fly freely, on the other hand, after that day, her father left, she also strayed into the Mei family, the future seems to be more splendid, but she has lost a lot of freedom, her whole world has changed from gorgeous and colorful to a bleak, and it has been different since then.

Thinking of this, she suddenly was as curious as Mei Wendian at the beginning, curious about what Lin Yuefeng had gone through all these years, didn't he say that he was going to make a revolution at that time? Did he succeed later? Has he realized his original ideals, has he experienced the departure of his loved ones like her, has he also tossed and turned in the middle of the night, and then forced himself to grow and mature?

She wanted to know, really wanted to know. But she couldn't. She had recognized him in the woods before, and with her good instinct to save people, she brought him back, but it was clear that she had saved him, but she had to watch him lose his right arm, although even if such a thing happened, he did not complain, but thanked her for saving his life. There seems to be an invisible tacit understanding between them.

That day, she said that he would stay, but it was really just a sudden offer on a whim, but he agreed.

After that, she had to choose to deliberately avoid him. It's out of courtesy, but also out of suspicion.

Thinking of this, Xia Chun suddenly realized that it was inappropriate for a lonely man and a widow to be in the same room so late at night.

So she said, "Sir, let's go first, Xia Chun has just slept well, and now he is very awake, and he wants to stay by himself for a while." ”

Lin Yuefeng looked at Xia Chun, that serious expression really made him laugh, and it also made him suddenly want to tease her, so he sat down again with a hippie smile, and there was no half-meaning on his face, "Then why don't I accompany Miss Xia to enjoy this boundless night." ”

Xia Chun was stunned, "Is Mr. going to sit with me all night like this?"

Lin Yuefeng lay on the table, spread his left hand, his chin knocked on it, and winked at Xia Chun, "The night is long, I'll go back alone, wouldn't it be lonely and cold, it's better to talk to the two, the red mud is a small fire, wonderful." ”

Unexpectedly, after so many years, he still hasn't changed the oily nature of the little beggar!

Xia Chun shirked, "I'm afraid this is inappropriate." ”

Lin Yuefeng smiled in his heart that Xia Chun was still as sincere as before, "This door and window are open, you and I are open-minded, what's inappropriate?"

Xia Chun looked at Lin Yuefeng and knew that he was making fun of himself, so he simply left first, "Since Mr. wants to stay in the tea room, then Mr. will stay here, Xia Chun will retire first." ”

There is deliberate detachment in the tone, but it does not lose that trace of due politeness.

However, before he could take two steps, Lin Yuefeng's shout came from behind him, "Chun'er." ”

is no longer "Xia Girl", but a much more intimate "Chun'er", with a low voice, only the two people in the room can hear it.

Xia Chun stood still and did not move again. It's been a long time since no one called her by that name. Although in the past, her father, mother-in-law, and Mei Wenzi all called her by this name.

The dark night gives people courage, he suddenly stretched out his left hand, wanting to hold her, but when his hand was about to touch Xia Chun's arm, he suddenly realized that something was wrong and hesitated. Xia Chun also chose to continue walking outside the door at this time.

He now has only one hand, his center of gravity is suddenly unstable, the whole person fell from the chair, and his body was half leaning on the ground, Xia Chun turned his head, glanced at him, and did not choose to pull him up, but turned around and left without looking back.

Lin Yuefeng supported the ground with one hand and slowly climbed up. He patted the dust off his body. Pushing open the door, I happened to see Xia Chun's back, she just walked to the corner, turned to leave, and the corner of her clothes was like frightened wings, and she disappeared.

Lin Yuefeng lost his mind for a while, and it wasn't until the light rain brought him back to his senses that he realized that it was raining outside again. He smiled at the heavens, shook his empty right arm, and suddenly felt a lot happier.

Lin Yuefeng walked to the door of his room, and saw a woman hugging her, sitting at the door, probably hearing his voice, the woman raised her head, stood up, and looked at him, Lin Yuefeng thought it was Xia Chun, and when he got closer, he realized that it was an autumn cicada. Although the two are similar, they have been together for a long time, and when they look closer, Lin Yuefeng finds that there are still some differences, such as Qiu Cicada's face is longer than Xia Chun, and there is a small black mole under the left corner of Qiu Cicada's eye, the most important thing is that the temperament of the two people is completely different, Xia Chun is much quieter, and Qiu Cicada's face always has some charm.

The difference between the two is like a Zhilan at home and a rose in the wild. It has its own different beauty.

Qiu Cicada took something out of his arms, hugged it in front of his chest, and waited for Lin Yuefeng to come over.

Lin Yuefeng frowned slightly, "The autumn cicada girl hasn't slept yet?"

Qiu Cicada laughed dryly and explained, "Mr. assigned homework to the young master yesterday, the young master finished writing, I was going to give it to Mr. in the afternoon, seeing that Mr. was not there, I thought about sending it in the afternoon, who knew that I would be busy in the afternoon and forget, no, I only remembered before I went to sleep, so I hurriedly sent it to Mr., who knew that Mr. was not there again." ”

Lin Yuefeng's eyes lowered, and he saw clearly that what Qiu Cicada was holding in his hand was a notebook, which was the calligraphy he asked Mei Wendian to practice yesterday, and it was Yan Zhenqing's "Yan Qinli Tablet".

Lin Yuefeng took the copybook, walked into the room, lit the lamp, unfolded the copybook, and turned the pages one by one, calligraphy has always advocated "Yan muscles and willow bones", but Mei Wendian is still too young to appreciate the vigor, Lin Yuefeng can see that Mei Wendian has been trying to imitate, the words have been written like a few points, although there is still a lack of a little charm, but that needs the experience of life to make up. Freezing three feet, not a day's cold.

Lin Yuefeng put the calligraphy on the table and saw that the autumn cicada was still standing next to him. Autumn Cicada let out a long yawn, and she covered her mouth with her hands, trying to keep it decent, but instead showed some cuteness. Lin Yuefeng thought, compared with Qiu Cicada, Xia Chun has a little more twilight that does not belong to a young girl.

Lin Yuefeng said, "It's late at night, Lin sends the girl back." ”

Autumn Cicada nodded.

The two turned around to leave, but after crossing the threshold, the ground was slippery, and Lin Yuefeng almost didn't fall.

Qiu Cicada helped up, ready to hold his right hand, but he didn't expect to pounce in the air and hug his narrow and strong waist.

She hurriedly withdrew her hands, and said with a red face, "Sir, beware of slippery." ”

Lin Yuefeng also realized that something was wrong, took two steps back, leaned against the door, and nodded, "Thank you, girl, girl, be more exposed, beware of catching a cold." ”

The autumn rain in the south of the Yangtze River is continuous, and it is several days at once. On this day, the rain finally stopped, and the weather was overcast, Mei Wendian went out in a hurry, took one less book, and fell in the study. Xia Chun saw it, and hurriedly wanted to send it, she hurried to catch up, the book was delivered, who knew that when she came back, she hadn't taken two steps before it rained heavily.

Xia Chun stood at the door of a dilapidated temple to shelter from the rain, frowning, waiting for the rain to stop, waiting and waiting, when suddenly there was an umbrella above his head.

Xia Chun turned his head, "It's you." ”

Lin Yuefeng smiled, "It's me, Qiu Cicada said that you were in a hurry and didn't bring an umbrella, I thought I was faster, so I ran over first." ”

In fact, as soon as he saw the rain, he took an umbrella and ran out as if he were dying.

The two walked back side by side, not saying a word to each other, only the sound of water rushing and pouring could be heard.

Xia Chun walked on Lin Yuefeng's left, and occasionally encountered mud puddles, so she needed to hold Lin Yuefeng's arm to walk. The rain brings the distance between them intimate.

Back in the house, Xia Chun's upper body was barely touched with any rain, Xia Chun felt that Lin Yuefeng was intimate, and was about to thank him, but unexpectedly saw that the other half of his shoulder was already wet. It turned out that in order to keep her from getting caught in the rain just now, the umbrella was completely tilted towards her.

The corners of Xia Chun's eyes were moist, and the words of thanks were blocked in his mouth, "Sir, go back and change your clothes, don't catch a cold." ”

"You too. With that, Lin Yuefeng walked to his room.

After that night, the attitude between the two became more polite and more distant.

After saying goodbye to Lin Yuefeng, Xia Chun entered the kitchen.

Qiu Cicada sniffed the smell and walked into the kitchen, poked her head behind Xia Chun, and asked curiously, "Miss, what are you doing?"

Xia Chun wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with his sleeves, patted Qiu Cicada's head, uncovered the bubbling pot, placed a row of porcelain bowls on the table, handed Qiu Cicada a bowl, and said, "I'm boiling ginger tea, it's been cold every day for the past two days, it's easy to catch a cold, you can also drink a bowl, by the way," After speaking, Qiu Cicada paused for a moment, "Qiu Cicada, you bring this bowl to Mr." ”

Qiu Cicada nodded, put it on the tray, and walked out of the kitchen with Nana.

Lin Yuefeng was painting with his left hand in the room, he was too focused, and he didn't realize it until the autumn cicada approached, he quickly pulled it with his hand and covered the painting with another piece of rice paper.

Qiu Chan pretended not to see it, put the ginger tea on the desk in front of Lin Yuefeng, and said with concern, "Sir, it's cold, pay attention to the cold." ”

The pungency of ginger tea stimulated the sense of taste, Lin Yuefeng looked at the autumn cicada and thanked him, "The autumn cicada girl has a heart." ”

Qiu Cicada pursed her lips, and saw a few black strokes of shadow under the cover of the rice paper, and asked, "Sir, what are you drawing?"

Lin Yuefeng didn't tell her what he intended or meant, "It's just a small skill of carving insects." ”

Qiu Cicada was interested and took the initiative to choose to leave, "Then I'll go first, sir, you continue." ”

Lin Yuefeng suddenly stopped her, "Autumn cicada girl." ”

Qiu Cicada turned his head and heard Lin Yuefeng say, "Thank you for your ginger tea." ”

Qiu Cicada lowered her eyebrows, and a trace of shyness flashed on her face, "Mr. is serious, if Mr. likes it, I will boil it for you every day in the future." ”

Lin Yuefeng shook his head, "Then what's embarrassing, the girl's heart Lin has received, this ginger tea is wasted when it is boiled, and it must not be bothered." ”

He was telling the truth and was straightforward, but Qiu Chan would be mistaken and thought it was the usual politeness of the Chinese people.

Qiu Cicada walked out of the door, turned around and shook his head, "This little thing is nothing. ”

After speaking, before Lin Yuefeng could answer, she deftly closed the door.

Lin Yuefeng lowered his head and chuckled, but instead of drinking ginger tea, he took off the rice paper on the table.

It turned out that he was painting a hollow valley orchid, with a slender flower path, light and appropriate, blooming quietly in the silent valley.