[That's great! 】

[Thank you, I'm sorry that I wasn't in Kyoto and couldn't make it. 】

[Thank you very much, I'm also very sorry, although I'm in Kyoto, but I didn't find @秋niang, but you found it, comforted her, I'm very happy.] It feels like we've done something really great. If @江诺 sees it in the sky, he will definitely be very happy. 】

[@江诺一定很开心, because it didn't rain anymore.] 】

[I hope @秋娘 don't be sad anymore, all of us will accompany you with @江诺; Hopefully tomorrow will be a sunny day! 】

……

The next day, Mu Qiuniang's Weibo was updated: [Thousands of rivers and mountains are looking for you, @江诺! 】

[@秋娘, come on!] 】

[@秋娘, you are the best!] 】

[@秋娘, good morning!] 】

[@秋娘, what's the matter!] @江诺厚着脸皮来要早安吻了. 】

[@秋娘, what's the matter!] 】

……

Since that day, Mu Qiuniang has updated Weibo every day. Sometimes, it is a picture drawn by her, accompanied by a line of words: "Miss you, every day, @江诺. 】

Sometimes, it will be a morning glow she sees, with the text: [It's so beautiful, you must see it, @江诺. 】

Sometimes, it will be a bouquet of roses blooming brightly, with the text: [It blooms so beautifully, is it because of you, @江诺? 】

Sometimes, it will be a rainbow on the horizon, with the text: [Is it so beautiful because of you, @江诺? 】

Her footsteps don't stop in one place. Sometimes it's the side of the mountain, sometimes it's the door of your house, sometimes it's the mouth of a strange alley, and she walks alone empty-handed.

The wind blows through the ends of her hair, brushes her eyebrows, and her gaze is as light as water, like a ray of warm sun shining on her heart when it spills over you.

"Qiu Niang~" Seeing her like this, you couldn't help but raise a smile in your heart, and ran to her happily. Then, send the gift you have prepared for a long time to her hand, "This is Jiang Nuo's surprise for you, do you like it?" ”

Perhaps, it's just a particularly stunning maple leaf you picked up on the side of the road; Perhaps, it is the old photos that you have treasured for several years; Perhaps, it is a bowl of soup made by your own hands; Perhaps, it was the roses you planted that bloomed......

These are the best gifts.

Mu Qiuniang held it in the palm of her hand, raised her lips and smiled slightly, smiling so beautifully: "I like it very much, thank you!" ”

It's so beautiful that it's stunningly beautiful.

I was stunned by the glutinous rice flour.

After she walked away, the glutinous rice noodles suddenly woke up: "It's so beautiful!" No wonder my idol likes her so much, she is really beautiful! ”

"Who's so beautiful?" The friend who missed it asked suspiciously.

"Of course it's my goddess, don't you see, the goddess is here just now. I gave her the gift I had been preparing for a long time. She just smiled at me, so beautiful~"

"Huh?! What did you say? Qiu Niang is here? Where is she? My friend was excited and hurried to look everywhere.

"Don't look for it, it's already far away."

"Ah...... How can you do that? Why didn't you call me just now? "Friends complained.

Glutinous rice noodles are a little innocent: "When I first saw her, I was already stupid with joy, and I didn't know what to say." My mind is full of, wow, I see the goddess, I can finally pass on this heart to her for my idol. Where else can I care......

"No, I'm not blaming you, I'm just a little sorry that I haven't told her my mind yet."

Nuo Fan patted her on the shoulder: "It's okay, it's fate to meet it, have you forgotten the article on our official glutinous rice flour?" Don't be alarmed, quietly, I'm coming, sending my heart; Don't be alarmed, quietly, I'm gone, my heart is left to you. ”

"Don't be alarmed, don't disturb, quietly, I'm coming, send my heart; Don't be alarmed, quietly, I'm gone, my heart is left to you. ”

The two looked at each other and smiled.