In the early spring, the ice and snow on the river surface melted, and for more than half a month, the girl was dyed with new green, and the whole city of tears presented in front of people was a vibrant spring. The cool breeze hits people, there is a slight cold, blowing on the peach branches, so that the branches are very early to pull out new green shoots, from a distance, as if a certain literati and ink artist waved a wolf wantonly dotted the mountains.

On March 3, the peach blossoms bloom, the green growth gradually extinguished, on the top of the branches, the greenery was gradually covered by a little red, one by one with buds to be released, like twenty-eight years of Chinese girls like delicate peach buds standing on the branches, waiting for a warm wind in the spring, will urge them to bloom.

It was night, the spring breeze came overnight, and the next day, the flowers bloomed on the branches, and under the warm sun of early spring, there was a sense of joy. Across the river, from a distance, it looks like an unadorned natural landscape painting.

In late spring and March, the warbler flies and the grass grows.

The peach blossom forest by the river outside the city bloomed overnight, which attracted countless literati and ink writers, whether it was from the city of tears, or from other cities, early in the morning, the riverbank was full of scholars waving their hands to paint, they were all in high spirits and waved their hands like clouds and rivers to paint on the rice paper, and in a moment, a stunning painting was presented in front of everyone's eyes.

On the opposite side of the river embankment, there are two small figures, and if you look closely, a little girl in pink is standing under the peach tree, reaching out to pluck the peach blossoms that grow quite well on the branches. Maybe it's because she's short, even with the help of a stepping stone under her feet, she still can't reach the flower branches.

"Banxia, help me move a big rock again."

While laboriously standing on tiptoe and reaching for the branches, he turned back and commanded the little girl who came with him. Looking at the clothes and grooming of the two of them, it is estimated that the little girl standing on the bluestone should be the master of this little girl in Banxia.

"Yes, miss."

The little girl in Tsing Yi was full of excitement, not tired of doing rough work for moving stones, and when she heard her own young lady say this, she quickly rolled up her sleeves again, turned around and ran to the top of the river embankment.

"I hate it, why is it so hard to pick."

The little girl in pink pouted slightly, closed and closed her mouth, and complained in a low voice, her toes were getting higher and higher, her arms were stretching longer and longer, her neck was raised high, and her fingers were about to touch the peach blossom branch, but it was a pity that she always passed by like this, and she couldn't hold the branch tightly.

"Why is it so hard!"

Standing on the small stone that trembled slightly, she struggled to stretch her arms a little higher. Suddenly, one corner of the stone under his feet was stepped on, and the other corner was warped in the air, rolling to the side, and the body of the little girl in pink also fell to the side with the stone.

"Ahh

In the peach blossom forest, the cry of a young girl sounded.

"Be careful."

A man's voice sounded behind her, and her waist tightened, and she lay in an embrace filled with the faint fragrance of peach blossoms. Her feet were against the big rocks, but her waist was tightly hugged by this peach blossom woman, and the cute little face of the little girl in pink became wrinkled, knowing that it was very difficult for her to get up now, but she just wanted to see who this person with Xiangxiang in her arms was.

The two little arms laboriously pulled the belt of the person in front of her, wanting to get up and look at the face of her savior, when the little face was raised, after seeing the face of the person in front of her, the eyes of the little girl in pink were suddenly full of amazement, opened her small mouth, and murmured: "Beautiful sister, you are so beautiful." ”

More beautiful than her mother, more beautiful than her sister in Tsing Yi, and even better looking than her Mr. Mo Bai, no, Mr. Mo Bai is a man, and this beautiful sister in front of him can't be compared to him.

"Sister?"

Hearing this, the pink-clad man's willow eyebrows frowned slightly, and there was a trace of displeasure on his face, which had never had any emotional fluctuations, and he directly let go of the girl on his waist with a loose hand, and let her fall to the ground.

"Ahh

There was another cry of pain, and the little body fell to the ground fiercely, and the little girl in pink in pain frowned tightly. She thought that she probably did something wrong, which is why this beautiful sister was suddenly so angry and let go of herself.

Snorted, the little girl in pink raised her head, her teeth clenched her little lip flap, her big eyes were full of crystals, and her eyes were staring at the "beautiful sister" in front of her. She didn't want to cry, she didn't want people to see her weakness, and she didn't want to make this beautiful sister unhappy.

The peach blossom man was slightly moved, seeing her eyes flashing and staring at him tightly, he suddenly felt a sense of suffocation in his heart, reached out and touched his left chest, and his thoughts fell into deep thought for a moment.

"Miss, Miss, are you alright?"

Banxia, who ran back with the stones, saw that his young lady was bullied and fell to the ground, and his heart suddenly became anxious, and the stones in his hands were thrown into the distance, and he ran here with his little skirt and quickly.

"You...... You ......"

Because I was running too quickly, at this moment, Banxia was tired and panting, and I couldn't say a word completely. After saying the word 'you', he crossed his hands on his waist and began to gasp for breath.

"Get up! Leaflet. ”

"Xiaoye?"

The little girl lying on the ground heard the beautiful sister in front of her call out her name, her face showed a touch of surprise, she raised her head and looked at him with a hint of doubt in her eyes, "Beautiful sister, do you know me?" ”

"Hehe......" This time, he didn't want to mind the title, so he stepped forward and squatted in front of her, and helped the little girl lying on the ground up. Under the sun, he squinted his eyes and looked at her carefully, just like he had seen half a year ago, but why did he have no memory in her mind? He couldn't figure this out.

"Xiaoye, how are you doing now?"

There is no expression fluctuation on the beautiful face, but there is a trickle like spring water in the eyes that are as clear as clear water, and it is easy to indulge in them and not be able to pull themselves away.

"Okay!"

Being able to call her former name, she felt that this beautiful sister in front of her would not be a bad person.

The little girl in pink smiled slightly on her little face, a cute pear nest appeared on the corner of her mouth, and said to the 'beautiful sister' who had only met in front of her: "Godfather and godmother and brother are very good to Xiao Ye, and Xiao Ye is doing very well now." And ......" looked at the 'beautiful sister' who didn't have any expression in front of her, and whispered: "Xiaoye has changed her name, and now her name is Baili Dieyi, what about the beautiful sister?" ”

"Huh?"

The person in front of him was a little incomprehensible, and the willow eyebrows furrowed slightly.

Xiao Ye smiled: "Xiao Ye's name today is Baili Dieyi, what about you, beautiful sister, what is your name?" ”

"The flowers are cold."

In the middle of the night, a cool voice sounded.

"Hua Qinghan?"

Baili Dieyi whispered, stretched out her hand to the peach blossoms on the branches, and asked him with a smile: "Is the 'flower' of the beautiful sister the same as the flower on this branch?" ”

"Hmm."

He nodded slightly, the corners of his stiff lips pulling out a smile that looked like he was laughing.

This year, she was eight years old, she was still very small, and her body had not yet developed like other women, so standing in front of him, she was like a child, but she was indeed only a child.

This year, he didn't remember how old he was, but he felt that if he was really a woman, the child in front of him would call him if he called him an ancestor, how could he be a 'beautiful sister'.