Zhao Yuan sat on the ground, beside him was his bookcase, the sky was completely dark, he didn't light the lamp, he couldn't see his fingers in the room, but there was a little hazy moonlight in the backyard. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

At night, there was no warm sunshine, and the cold spread from the mountain, all the way into the house, tightly wrapping the people in the house, until it diffused into the hearts of people.

Zhao Yuan's slender fingers inadvertently touched the tea cup next to him, and the tea in it was already cold, just like his own body at the moment. He had already felt the chill, inside out, outside to inside, but he didn't move because he was so tired that he didn't want to move. And this masochistic coldness allows him to maintain some clarity.

Zhao Yuan reached out and stroked the crane on the case, the crane feathers on his shoulders were thin and soft, like reeds by the lake, gently sweeping across his heart, he seemed to remember something, and chuckled.

A smile suddenly appeared in his mind, fresh and pure, he treated countless people, but she was the only one so bright and vivid. There is no such stale sickness as others, even if it is fear, even if it is pain, it has a delicate beauty.

When Zhao Yuan saw her for the first time, his heart was like being swept by the crane feathers, her unparalleled beauty, her eyes like spring dew, and the tactful piano sound, and the sachet with body fragrance, brushed his heart again and again.

Zhao Yuan is not a person without self-control, and he has always restrained his emotions terrifyingly. But this time, it was indeed like something in his heart, which burst out all at once, and he couldn't hold it down anymore. What exactly happened, and how to mess up his heart in just a few days, Zhao Yuan himself couldn't tell.

Just as he was indulging in this kind of reverie, a gust of wind suddenly rose, and the jade pieces under the eaves made a crisp sound, mixed with the cold air of the north wind, which woke Zhao Yuan up. In an instant, the crane feather turned into clusters of flames, and he immediately withdrew his hand.

The name was cold and clear, but now it was burning in a fireball, burning in his heart, all the way to his throat. Zhao Yuan didn't dare to mention that name, and he didn't even dare to think about it anymore, and a huge sense of guilt and fear rose in his heart.

He hated himself from the bottom of his heart, and he didn't dare to think about what would happen if this kind of mind was known to others. In fact, he has always been indifferent to other people's opinions, no matter what others say that he is not close to people or will not save him, he does not care, but this time, he does suffer from gains and losses.

Zhao Yun didn't have a trace of hope in his heart, when her eyes looked at her with a smile, Zhao Yun also had such a fantasy, but then this fantasy was overwhelmed by himself at the bottom of his heart. Because there is already Zhou Yin's existence, his fantasy is nothing more than a ridiculous existence.

For Zhou Yin, Zhao Yuan has always been resistant and hostile, and this alienation was issued from the bottom of his heart when Zhou Yin first went up the mountain. But when he suddenly realized his feelings, he wondered if this dislike was due to being blinded by another feeling, so he could only remind himself to look at him with a more tolerant eye.

Zhao Yuan's hand shook weakly, even if there was no Zhou Yin, even if she had a good impression of herself, what could he do? She was originally a spirit bird in the mountains, could she ask her to accompany her and be trapped in this shackle?

Except for his own hostile intuition, Zhou Yin is really a good choice, not only Chen Suqing thinks so, but even he thinks so. That's why he tried his best to restrain his feelings, didn't show the slightest, and even proposed to give her a match.

Restraint, Zhao Yuan smiled self-deprecatingly, anyway, he was used to restraint.

On the second day, when he finished meditating and came out of the room, Chen Subing was already talking to Chen Suqing in the hall, and when he came out, the two still greeted him with a smile, Zhao Yuan nodded, and still sat down silently.

Ah Fu still changed into the red gown today, holding the book in his hand, and sat at the door. The dress lined her skin very white, and the solemn and generous style washed away the little rustic atmosphere on her body. Zhao Yuan looked at her, and on her thin face, there was a demure and dignified temperament, calm and indifferent, with a temperament that ordinary country girls absolutely did not have.

Ah Fu was immersed in the book, and it wasn't until Chen Suqing and the others greeted her that she saw Zhao Yuan, she quickly stood up and smiled at Zhao Yuan: "Mr. Zhao, are you up?"

When she spoke, she regained that kind of cowardice and shyness, Zhao Yuan found her previous shadow, he remembered that Mei Yichen accused him of being too strict the day before yesterday, so he also smiled and said: "Get up, I've been working hard all morning." “

Chen Subing walked to Ah Fu's side with a smile and said to Zhao Yuan: "Divine doctor, look at Ah Fu wearing this, isn't it very good-looking." “

She was facing away from the door at this time, the morning sun shone in from outside the house, and fell on her hair, like a pearl, she also changed into a new gown today, and the silver dark lines on the gown, also under the light of the sun, sprinkled with a little light, enveloping her whole person in the light, not to mention a mortal person.

Zhao Yuan was stunned for a moment, and then said lightly: "Mei Gongzi has a good eye, this dress is very good." “

Chen Subing smiled and said to Ah Fu: "I'll just say it, you also said that this dress is colorful, and you are not a monk, do you want to wear the same clothes as Zen Master Duyun?"

Ah Fu lowered his head and said softly, "I myself like plain colors. ”

Chen Subing took out a bead hairpin from his sleeve, put it on Ah Fu's head, and said to her with a smile: "You can try these colors in the future, they are very beautiful." ”

When Ah Fu saw it, he hurriedly went to get the hairpin, but was held down by Chen Subing and said, "It's okay, I can't wear it anyway, you look good when you wear it, it's a big deal to return it to me in a few days." ”

After all, Ah Fu has a girl's heart, how can she not love beauty, hearing her say this, her heart also moved. She reached out and touched the pearl hairpin, raised her head a little weakly, and looked at everyone, only to see that Zhao Yuan was still flat, and Chen Suqing looked at her with a smile and motioned her to take it.

As he was talking, Zhou Yin came in from outside, and as soon as he came in, he saw Ah Fu dressed like this, and immediately looked at her in surprise.

When Chen Subing saw it, he smiled at him and said, "Ah Fu's clothes are beautiful, my cousin gave it to her." Speaking of this, he smiled at Zhou Yin.

When Ah Fu heard this, his face was a little embarrassed, and he lowered his head and said no more.

The surprise on Zhou Yin's face still did not dissipate, and he said a little stunned: "I have known Ah Fu for so long, and I have never seen her dressed like this." ”