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The town disappeared into the fog. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The next day, Ling Qingcheng led people to the town, Xue Wu arranged for someone to pick them up at the entrance of the village, and when Ling Qingcheng found the small courtyard where they lived, Xue Wu was handing a peach branch to Jun Haoyu's hand.

After Xue Wu saw her, she wrote a few words in Jun Haoyu's hand, Jun Haoyu nodded, and wrote on the sand table on the side: "The herbs are enough, you don't need to pick more." ”

Xue Wu patted the back of his hand to show that she understood.

Xue Wu walked to the door, looked at Ling Qingcheng and said, "Lord Wang doesn't see much now, he doesn't hear much, you can do whatever you want, but please don't tell him that you have been here, and don't get close to him, he can feel his breath." ”

"I see. ”

Everyone else was waiting for her outside, Ling Qingcheng walked into the courtyard alone, there were a few peach trees planted here, although the peach blossoms outside had long been gone, but because of the special climate, the peach blossoms were blooming the best.

Jun Haoyu sat in front of the stone table, there was a teacup on the table, the peach tree on one side was full of red peach blossoms, with a faint fragrance, a breeze blew, the peach blossoms fell, some fell on the stone table, some fell on his snow-white clothes.

Jun Haoyu held a peach branch in his hand, lightly touched the branches and flowers, and felt this spring.

Ling Qingcheng stood from a distance and looked at him, his face was slightly pale, his facial features became more delicate because of his thinness, his black hair fell on his temples, and although his eyes were silent, they were gentle.

Ling Qingcheng couldn't help but get closer, and finally squatted down on one knee and looked up at his face.

Time passed quietly, and the two people in the courtyard had always been like this, Ling Qingcheng looked at him, and he looked at the peach branch in his hand.

Suddenly, Jun Haoyu wrote on the sand table: "Stone, the tea is cold, you can help me change a cup." ”

Ling Qingcheng got up to help him pour the tea, and after the new tea was made, she pushed the teacup to his hand.

Jun Haoyu drank it slowly, then raised his hand to get the teapot, and Ling Qingcheng picked it up and helped him fill it.

In this way, after drinking a pot of tea, Jun Haoyu wrote again: "Take out the book." ”

Ling Qingcheng was a little surprised, didn't he see it?

"The bamboo slips in the third row on the left haven't been read last time, so you can take them. ”

Ling Qingcheng went into the house to get it, and then handed it to Jun Haoyu.

The characters on the bamboo slips are inscribed, so he can know the contents of the bamboo slips by touching them.

Ling Qingcheng sat on the side to accompany him, when the petals fell on the bamboo slips, she gently picked them up and put them aside, sometimes the petals would fall on the top of his head, and Ling Qingcheng would also raise his hand to help him take them off.

The two of them sat like this for an afternoon, the sun shining through the leaves and dappling the yard, and the mountain breeze blew, and the leaves made a rattling sound.

Jun Haoyu raised her hand to touch Ling Qingcheng's face, and at this time she was lying on the stone table and fell asleep, quiet like a child.

He couldn't see it, he couldn't hear it, he thought that such a life would make him forget everything, but he didn't want to feel it when she appeared next to him.

The fragrance on Ling Qingcheng's body, even under this blooming peach blossom tree, he could detect it.

The so-called unforgettable, perhaps so, the existence of some people is something that you can never forget.

Jun Haoyu draped her robe over her, imagining what she would look like at this time.

The back of his hand was placed under her lips, and the even breathing let him know that she was sleeping soundly.

Even if this life ends with this, there are no regrets.

The years are quiet, and I hope you can be as comfortable and peaceful as this afternoon for the rest of your life.

The town disappeared into the fog.

The next day, Ling Qingcheng led people to the town, Xue Wu arranged for someone to pick them up at the entrance of the village, and when Ling Qingcheng found the small courtyard where they lived, Xue Wu was handing a peach branch to Jun Haoyu's hand.

After Xue Wu saw her, she wrote a few words in Jun Haoyu's hand, Jun Haoyu nodded, and wrote on the sand table on the side: "The herbs are enough, you don't need to pick more." ”

Xue Wu patted the back of his hand to show that she understood.

Xue Wu walked to the door, looked at Ling Qingcheng and said, "Lord Wang doesn't see much now, he doesn't hear much, you can do whatever you want, but please don't tell him that you have been here, and don't get close to him, he can feel his breath." ”

"I see. ”

Everyone else was waiting for her outside, Ling Qingcheng walked into the courtyard alone, there were a few peach trees planted here, although the peach blossoms outside had long been gone, but because of the special climate, the peach blossoms were blooming the best.

Jun Haoyu sat in front of the stone table, there was a teacup on the table, the peach tree on one side was full of red peach blossoms, with a faint fragrance, a breeze blew, the peach blossoms fell, some fell on the stone table, some fell on his snow-white clothes.

Jun Haoyu held a peach branch in his hand, lightly touched the branches and flowers, and felt this spring.

Ling Qingcheng stood from a distance and looked at him, his face was slightly pale, his facial features became more delicate because of his thinness, his black hair fell on his temples, and although his eyes were silent, they were gentle.

Ling Qingcheng couldn't help but get closer, and finally squatted down on one knee and looked up at his face.

Time passed quietly, and the two people in the courtyard had always been like this, Ling Qingcheng looked at him, and he looked at the peach branch in his hand.

Suddenly, Jun Haoyu wrote on the sand table: "Stone, the tea is cold, you can help me change a cup." ”

Ling Qingcheng got up to help him pour the tea, and after the new tea was made, she pushed the teacup to his hand.

Jun Haoyu drank it slowly, then raised his hand to get the teapot, and Ling Qingcheng picked it up and helped him fill it.

In this way, after drinking a pot of tea, Jun Haoyu wrote again: "Take out the book." ”

Ling Qingcheng was a little surprised, didn't he see it?

"The bamboo slips in the third row on the left haven't been read last time, so you can take them. ”

Ling Qingcheng went into the house to get it, and then handed it to Jun Haoyu.

The characters on the bamboo slips are inscribed, so he can know the contents of the bamboo slips by touching them.

Ling Qingcheng sat on the side to accompany him, when the petals fell on the bamboo slips, she gently picked them up and put them aside, sometimes the petals would fall on the top of his head, and Ling Qingcheng would also raise his hand to help him take them off.

The two of them sat like this for an afternoon, the sun shining through the leaves and dappling the yard, and the mountain breeze blew, and the leaves made a rattling sound.

Jun Haoyu raised her hand to touch Ling Qingcheng's face, and at this time she was lying on the stone table and fell asleep, quiet like a child.

He couldn't see it, he couldn't hear it, he thought that such a life would make him forget everything, but he didn't want to feel it when she appeared next to him.

The fragrance on Ling Qingcheng's body, even under this blooming peach blossom tree, he could detect it.

The so-called unforgettable, perhaps so, the existence of some people is something that you can never forget.

Jun Haoyu draped her robe over her, imagining what she would look like at this time.

The back of his hand was placed under her lips, and the even breathing let him know that she was sleeping soundly.

Even if this life ends with this, there are no regrets.

The years are quiet, and I hope you can be as comfortable and peaceful as this afternoon for the rest of your life.