It was cold, cold and warm huddled on the reef, humming a song from the deep sea in a voice that was too low to be heard, and the tone was sad. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

She didn't sleep all night, but she didn't feel sleepy at all, just cold. It was so cold that she couldn't help but shrink her neck when she was only wearing single clothes.

She didn't know that she was looking at Ning Zixing's sleeping face stupidly, but she remembered that her hands supporting the beach were so sore, that she was unconscious, and that strange feeling like an electric shock occupied her whole body. At that time, the sky behind her began to slowly turn royal blue, and the part where the sea and the sky were connected had a few more faint reds, and several colors were harmonized to form a stunning but quiet beauty.

She seemed to feel something, and turned her head, and the hue immediately remained in her lake-blue eyes. Leng Nuan couldn't remember how she had come to the reef, and she hugged her knees, letting the salty sea breeze blow through her long hair and bring a hint of clarity to her swelling mind.

Red dominates the sky little by little, and the magnificent color of the sea is gorgeous, and there are a few different hints of pink between red and deep blue. Leng Nuan's eyes were wide open for fear of missing any detail, and her eyes were filled with these magnificent scenes. She was like a child, speechless in astonishment.

Finally, the sun came out and dominated the sky with absolute dominance. The sun shines on the earth, and the warmth and coldness only feel the warmth that has never been felt before. She couldn't help but close her eyes and let the sun baptize her.

"I really didn't expect to see the sun today."

As soon as Leng Nuan turned around, he saw Ning Zixing supporting his head with his hands, looking at the rising sun intently. The sunlight left traces on his face, and the gold illuminated the faint appearance on his face, and he looked as radiant as if he had just woken up.

Leng Nuan looked at him for a long time before saying, "Are you awake?" ”

"Hmm."

Neither of them spoke again, just quietly watched the sunset.

"Do you want to go out for a walk?" Ning Zixing walked to Leng Nuan's side and leaned down to ask Leng Nuan.

Leng Nuan pursed his lips for a long time before he said, "No, no." ”

She suddenly realized that she had done too many meaningless things these days, Ning Zixing would not be hers, why did she bother to get closer step by step and give herself some meaningless fantasies? In the end, it's not me who is sad and sad.

It was much later that she understood that this kind of utilitarian pursuit of ending liking would eventually look extremely pale in front of feelings. In the end, she couldn't help but love without remembering the result, even if she was hurting, she never stopped.

"Let's go back."

Leng Nuan threw all the notes he was carrying into the distance, silently watching the sea breeze carry them far, far away. At this time, the waves were small, but the notes were still staggering into the distance.

"Have you decided you want to talk properly?"

Ning Zixing watched the piece of green disappear into the dark blue and asked.

Leng Nuan turned his head to look at him, with a sad expression: "Yes, I suddenly hope that the person I care about can remember my voice, whether it is good or not." ”

Ning Zixing was stunned for a moment, and the thought of congratulating her on untying her heart knot disappeared in an instant. He's a smart man, not unaware of something, but sometimes it's much better not to say it than to say it. They walked out into the sea, leaving the footsteps of two on the beach.

Leng Nuan suddenly remembered a poem, the mountains have trees and branches, and the heart is happy and you don't know. (To be continued.) )