When they returned to the camp, all the people gathered around and asked questions. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 But Liu De, they don't know how to answer at all.

They went to find the Wishing Tree, why did they faint?

Why did the people who went to them faint too?

"Okay, don't ask, we didn't die, why is there so much nonsense!"

I didn't expect that it was Liu De who was the first to be impatient, and he actually said such a thing.

Everyone was surprised, but they could only watch Liu De enter the tent.

Having said that, no one was so uninterested in continuing to ask, so they scattered around and continued what they had just done.

Ye Qin glanced at me and went to help the other boy cook.

When it comes to cooking, it's actually just heating up some instant food. Some people brought fruit, some brought desserts, and some brought snacks. They spread a few clean cloths on the flat grass and put the food on it. Soon, steaming, the "big meal" with reasonable catering was ready.

I didn't go to help, and no one called me for help. I had to sit and watch them go about their business, and it was not pleasant, but they all had smiles on their faces, as if they had forgotten the unpleasantness of the past.

"Qin Yiren, what are you still sitting there for? Come and eat. ”

"No thanks."

Ye Qin pursed her lips and looked unhappy. Then I remembered that she was still angry because I refused to live in a tent before.

I was about to change my words, but she came over first, grabbed my arm and walked over there: "If you want to come and eat, come and eat, what are you doing." ”

Thirty people were divided into three groups, ten people formed a large circle, and food was placed in the middle. Ye Qin pulled me to her group and motioned for me to sit down.

The eyes of the nine people looked at me in unison, and I couldn't excuse myself, so I sat down.

During the dinner, they talked about things that I was not interested in, and sometimes when I asked for my opinion, I just smiled and didn't speak.

Ye Qin will occasionally pick up vegetables for me, even if I don't like it, I can only endure it.

Actually, I don't understand a little, some unpleasant things happened to Ye Qin and I before, why is she now acting like nothing has happened?

Was it because I was too sensitive before, or was Ye Qin an atmospheric person in his own right?

The relationship between people is really complicated.

Although the meal was very simple, everyone seemed to be quite happy, and after the meal there was a killing game, but I didn't participate.

I took out a mat from my bag and spread it on the grass, while I lay on the mat and looked up at the stars.

Just like Ye Qin said before, the starry sky here is very beautiful. Unlike the darkness of the city, the night sky here is as beautiful as an oil painting.

In the vast night sky, countless stars are dotted like jewels, and the unpredictable clouds are like a ribbon paving a soft path, which is colored by the surrounding stars.

It's obviously such an unreachable place, but at this time, it seems as if you can touch it with your hand.

Looking at the vast night sky, my heart suddenly calmed down. The departure of the gentleman, the confusion of his life experience, and the complexity of human nature...... All these things gave me a little trouble in my heart, but at this moment, all these troubles have turned into stars in the night sky, they still exist, but they can only be counted as insignificant things compared to the vast starry sky.

There was a sound of small footsteps in my ears, and I turned my head to see that it was Ye Qin, and she handed me an apple.

"Qin Yiren, this is for you."

"Huh?"

"I know you may not be used to eating with them, so seeing that you eat less, I left you an apple."

"Oh, thank you."

"No, I should thank you."

……

The scenery that should be enjoyed was also appreciated, and the fun was also enjoyed, and at about 12 o'clock in the evening, people went back to the tent one after another to sleep.

I ended up living in a tent by myself, but I couldn't sleep and didn't want to.

In the middle of the night, I went to the place where the wishing tree was.

In the distance, I saw a handsome man in flowing clothes sitting on the ground, and in front of him lay a wooden table with a jug of wine and two glasses.

He raised his glass and took a sip, and his gestures were full of elegance.

The breeze blows slowly, blowing the peach trees next to it, and the peach petals are like a peach blossom rain, sprinkled with beauty.

"Peach, how long do you want to hide?"

The man put down his wine glass, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and looked at the peach tree in front of him, as if he was looking at his beloved, his eyes were incredibly gentle.

However, all that reciprocated him was the gentle trembling of the peach tree and the increasingly intense floral fragrance.

"People in the world say that a talented man is worthy of a beautiful woman, but I didn't expect my peach to be so special, this good romantic talent doesn't want it, I have to have that sour bald monk."

The peach trees rattled again.

"Okay, well, it's up to you to listen to you."

I saw that the man stretched out his hand and flicked it, and he instantly changed his outfit.

Wearing a robe, holding a Buddhist string in his hand, and without that long flowing hair, as a monk, he is still elegant.

"Peach, do you know that in order to be worthy of you, I deliberately chose that dress, and for this, I was jokingly called 'Flower Monk'. Peach, I've sacrificed so far, won't you reward me with a fragrant kiss? ”

He changed his previous handsome and elegant image, waved the wooden table in front of him, and sat in a big grinning posture to open his robe, revealing a snow-white chest, coupled with his teasing words of kissing, he looked like a merry monk, no wonder he was jokingly said to be a "flower monk".

I used to think that he was elegant and peerless, but I was really dazzled by the petals.

"You......"

The shallow whisper, like a yellow warbler, like a sigh, and like a coquettish. The peach tree shook off more petals, and a snow-white hand stretched out from the peach tree, caught off guard, but reasonable.

The skin of that hand is like condensed fat, ten fingers are Qianqianqian, and a red thread is tied to Hao's wrist, which makes this hand skin as white as snow, as if a slight pluck can touch people's heartstrings.

Just one hand is so beautiful, so what kind of country is the woman with this hand?

I stared with bated breath.

"Little girl, you're here."

An old voice rang out, making me tremble.

The beautiful peach tree is gone, the merry flower monk is gone, and the woman with a pair of jade hands has not yet appeared, leaving only an old man with gray hair and a fluttering beard.

He was dressed in coarse linen clothes, with his hands folded around his chest, and stood in front of the dead tree opposite.