"Really? That's interesting! I'm going to see it! Chang Ting jumped off the stone bench and ran away. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Changting." Hua Muhan called out to her.

Chang Ting stopped and looked back, "Huh? ”

"Come and see it later, sit with me." Hua Muhan's eyes were smeared with a trace of imperceptible gloom.

Chang Ting frowned, sensing that something was wrong with him, and ran back to stand in front of him, "Are you unhappy?" What happened? ”

Hua Muhan smiled and shook his head, "I'm not unhappy." How are you doing these days? ”

Chang Ting stared at his eyes, shook his head slowly, and said, "No, you're lying to me, you're obviously unhappy!" ”

Hua Muhan lowered his eyes and sighed lightly, "There are some troubles, don't worry about it." ”

Seeing him say this, Chang Ting sat back on the stone bench with a lonely expression, lowering his eyes and saying nothing.

"What, angry?" Hua Muhan frowned.

Changting raised his face and smiled, "How come, where am I so cautious, just because I can't help you, I feel guilty." ”

"Fool." Hua Muhan's strange tone was full of unconcealable doting.

Changting sat there, his eyes kept rolling, and after a while, he slapped the stone table and stood up, "Shall I sing you a song?" ”

Hua Muhan nodded happily.

Changting racked his brains, and finally remembered a nursery rhyme, and began to dance and sing with emotion, "Walking on the country road, the old cow returning at dusk is my companion, the blue sky with the sunset in front of the chest, and the colorful clouds are the clothes of the sunset......"

Hua Muhan stared at the generous and cheerful young man under the flower tree in a daze, and the gloom in his eyes did not decrease slightly, but became more and more intense.

Chang Ting's singing stopped abruptly and rushed to him, "Isn't it good?" You don't laugh at all. ”

Hua Muhan came back to her senses and stared at her clear eyes, her eyes revealed a faint and affectionate look, and the corners of her lips hooked up a shallow smile, "It's very good, I like to listen to it very much." ”

"Lie!" Chang Ting pursed his lips in disbelief, and began to meditate again, "That's it! I'll do a magic spell for you! ”

Hua Muhan still nodded.

She worked hard to untie his locked brows, but it seemed to have little effect.

Looking at her sad appearance, Hua Muhan stood up, came to her face, pulled out the green frost hanging from her waist, and said softly: "In the past few years, I have never accompanied you to practice swords, today, I will accompany you, okay?" ”

Chang Ting's eyes were full of incredulity at first, and then he cheered and took the green frost in his hand, "Great! I've thought about it for a long time, but I'm too embarrassed to mention it to you, my kung fu is really bad. ”

Hua Muhan pulled out the Xuan Ice on his waist, and slowly stabbed it out with a sword.

Changting finally seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and used all his body skills.

Hua Muhan rushed into the air with a sword and swiped lightly, a thin sword qi swept by, and flowers rained.

Changting smiled, and a long sword danced in her hand, but there was no order.

Hua Muhan's figure is elegant, more dodging, and his eyes are always melancholy staring at that beautiful smiling face.

After a while, a layer of sweat appeared on Changting's face.

Hua Muhan's long sword was raised, and Qingshuang broke away from Chang Ting's hand and flew into the air.

Before Changting could come back to her senses, Qingshuang had unmistakably fallen back into the scabbard at her waist.

Looking at the stunned young man there, Hua Muhan approached, raised his sleeves, gently wiped the sweat on his face for her, and said softly, "Changting, remember carefully, in the future, don't use this green frost to fight with others." ”

Chang Ting looked at him puzzled, "Why?" Isn't this what you're meant to defend yourself? ”

Hua Muhan leaned forward slightly and whispered in her ear, "Since it was stained with my blood, it is no longer an ordinary weapon." Remember my words, don't let anyone touch it again but me. ”

With that, he took the ice and floated away.

Changting stood under the tree, and the flowers fell all over his body.

After a long time, she chased after the figure that had gone away, "Why are you unhappy?" ”

Hua Muhan stopped, turned around and stared at the flushed face, as if he wanted to say something.

Chang Ting kept staring at the lonely back and disappearing among the flowers and trees, lowered his head and pondered for a while before running back to Junziyuan.

After that, for two days, she disappeared, and even the dust and smoke became mysterious, and she went out after breakfast, and came back in the middle of the night.

Hua Muhan became more and more unhappy, and there was no trace of a smile on his face.

On the third day, he was sulking while standing under a tree when he heard the familiar sound of running, and hurriedly turned his head to look.

Far away, Chang Ting smiled sweetly at him, and then waved his hand.

He was about to step forward, but the boy slipped into the dusty room.

Just when he was very angry, the two people in the room finally walked out side by side.

However, the young man kept talking and laughing with Chenyan, and left without even looking at him.

That day, he locked himself in his room, and Sun Quan went to call him three times, and he scolded him three times.

The fourth time, Sun Quanzhan trembled and went to invite him to dinner, but before anyone could get closer, a tea bowl slammed into the door frame and shattered to the ground.

In the middle of the night, he lay in bed, his eyes closed but he couldn't sleep.

Suddenly, a terrible cry came, "Help! ”

As soon as his hand grabbed the Xuan Bing placed next to the bed, the white silk clothes flickered, and his whole body had already come out of the window.

The white clothes fluttered among the flowers and trees, and in just an instant, he leaped to an apricot tree and pulled the person on the tree into his arms.

"Save ......"

Before Chang Ting's second shout could be delivered, he was interrupted by this dead hug.

It's outrageous!

Slightly surprised, Chang Ting's face turned red, rudely broke away from his embrace, and pushed him under the tree.

Hua Muhan was stunned, his body first fell back, and then he fell to the ground lightly.

He held a long sword in his hand, and looked stupidly at the young man standing on the branch, his eyes full of confusion, "You ......"

Chang Ting shook his head, drove away Fang Cai's chaotic thoughts, took out the bone flute in his purse, and blew it.

Hua Muhan concentrated slightly, and heard the sound of rustling in the trees around him.

He was about to ask, but the scene in front of him made him stunned again.

Specks of golden fluorescence spilled from the sky.

The branches of the flowers trembled, and the petals fluttered like snow.

Through the countless fireflies, Hua Muhan fell on the young man who was shaking the flower branches vigorously.

A smile finally appeared on his face.

Not for this fluorescent and flower rain in the sky, but for her good intentions.

"Be careful." He couldn't help but remind him.

The bits of fluorescence converged and lit up the dark night sky.

(To be continued.) )