She waved her sleeves to clean up the dead branches and weeds on the ground, placed the soft couch in a place where the wind could not blow, set up a thick blanket and pillow, and took out a mosquito repellent sachet and put it under the pillow. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Jun Changning straightened up and looked at it, and after making sure that there was nothing wrong, he walked to the side to pick up some dry firewood to make a fire and cook.

The young man took off his boots and went to the couch, rubbed comfortably, leaned sideways, looked at her serious face through the firelight, and asked with a smile: "Have you really seen someone who is better looking than me?" ”

"Hmm," Jun Changning put the onions, ginger, garlic, star anise, cinnamon and other condiments into the stone pot in turn, and replied casually.

"Who?" The young man rested his chin on the back of his hand and asked curiously.

"My master," Jun Changning tasted the taste, turned around and asked, "Do you want it to be spicy?" ”

"Cut~~" The young man showed an unbearable expression, in her heart, there was nothing wrong with her master, he turned over, put his hands behind his head, and looked at the stars in the sky with his eyes open: "Put a little less spicy, well, what is your master like?" ”

Jun Changning chopped the cleaned pheasant into pieces and put it in the pot, looked up and thought about it, and said in a nostalgic tone: "My master has four apprentices, and I have three senior sisters. The elder sister is noble, elegant and generous, the most thoughtful, and takes care of me very much; The second senior sister, well, is very beautiful, innocent and romantic; The third senior sister is obsessed with swordsmanship, cold on the outside and hot on the inside, with the pride and persistence of all sword cultivation, she is a very interesting person. Thinking of the days they used to be together, she couldn't help but smile on her lips.

The young man glanced at her obliquely, then turned to face her, looked at her and carefully adjusted the size of the flames, for a while, and suddenly said, "You and your second senior sister are not getting along." ”

In the orange-yellow firelight, for a moment, the expression on the girl's face was indescribably complicated.

After being silent for a while, Jun Changning smiled slightly bitterly: "There is actually no irreconcilable contradiction and hatred between me and her, there is just a misunderstanding caused by a misplaced sense of substitution." From the perspective of outsiders, it is probably that I am tolerant of the whole world but only strict with her. She's actually pretty good, and the person with the problem is me. ”

Confiding in front of a person who still didn't know the other party's name, Jun Changning felt slightly embarrassed, and at the same time he was vaguely relieved. These things have been buried for too long, and she even began to mind the surprised and puzzled eyes of the senior sister back then.

It would be much better to say it, she looked at the firelight, slightly stunned.

Although the young man was mean and arrogant, looking at her depressed appearance at this moment, she still stopped her curiosity and turned to pay attention to the major events of people's livelihood: "Okay? I'm almost hungry, grinding something. ”

"Right away." Jun Changning came back to his senses, his tone became brisk, he set aside the fire, and added some firewood.

On such a desolate night, with a bonfire, a bowl of hot soup, and the occasional roar of wild beasts in the distance, it was a perfect time to pour out your thoughts.

The young man took the wet towel handed by Jun Changning and wiped his hands, picked up the stone soup bowl and took a sip, his expression was unknown, and he suddenly looked at the girl in front of him and said, "My memory starts from the moment I met you." ”

Jun Changning was stunned for a moment, and looked up in surprise: "You mean you 、、、、、、" She didn't know how to continue, and hesitated and was silent.

"That's right!" The young man seemed to be amused by her reaction, his solemn expression softened, and his voice was calm: "I don't remember my past. ”

The night breeze also seemed to infect his emotions, gently blowing the hair in Jun Changning's ears back, sliding across her neck, itching, she moved uncomfortably.

Jun Changning looked at this young man who was just sitting upright, as if there was a divine light shining through, her heart suddenly softened, she opened her mouth, but she didn't say anything.

She's stupid, if he doesn't say it, she'll never guess.

Jun Changning lowered her head, fiddled with the fire, and felt the sight falling on her body, she didn't look back, just stared at the dancing flames in front of her, thought about it seriously, and said quietly: "I won't leave you." ”

The young man was silent, Jun Changning couldn't see his expression clearly, and couldn't guess what he was thinking.

"Why? Why is it so good for me? You didn't even ask me to cover this always troublesome face, why? The young man's voice was very calm, and he couldn't hear anything except the firm Jun Changning, who was going to the bottom of it.

A blank look flashed in her eyes, why?

With her understanding of herself, even if he looks as beautiful as a fairy, she will not take him with her when she first met. But she actually took him with her, not only did she take him to solve his troubles everywhere, not only that, she looked at the soft couch where he slept, the brocade handkerchief that wiped his hands, the brocade mat he sat on, the ingredients in the pot, and the fruit in his pocket that was ready to juice him after he finished eating, Jun Changning took a deep breath, she took care of a person like this, she had never had it in her previous life and this life!

His complexion was so striking that she didn't even have the idea of suggesting that he cover it up. Jun Changning blinked, hesitated for a moment, and said uncertainly: "Probably, uh, maybe it's because you're too good-looking, right?!" ”

As soon as she spoke, the young man's movements froze in mid-air, holding the soup bowl she handed over to drink, staring at her with a strange and complicated gaze, wanting to speak and stopping.

Can he say that looking at her at this moment, the phrase "Peony flowers are also merry to die and be a ghost" came to his mind? Unconsciously compares himself to a peony flower, should he praise her for her successful brainwashing?

Jun Changning was a little nervous, he didn't understand what his reaction meant, shouldn't he want to scold her for being a toad and wanting to eat swan meat or something? Thinking like this, Jun Changning looked at him and became vigilant.

didn't wait for the young man's sarcasm for a while, Jun Changning watched him eat silently and didn't say a word, and couldn't help but reflect on how inappropriate his previous words were.

Although the young man has been bullying people with his appearance, Jun Changning can see that he doesn't like others to pay too much attention to his face.

"Are you angry?" Jun Changning asked cautiously.

The young man swallowed the food in his mouth, drank the soup, didn't look at her, and said lightly: "No." "What is he angry about? Hum!

Jun Changning pursed his lips and thought about it.

She took out a cup, squeezed the wild fruits picked on the road into juice in her hands, and handed it to him: "Here you go." ”

The boy glanced at her faintly, took it and put it on the ground, and continued to eat without speaking.

Jun Changning stared at the juice that was placed on the ground for a while, raised his eyes to look at the young man who was extremely silent in the firelight, and cleared his throat uncomfortably: "Do you want to hear me play the flute?" It's a song from my hometown, and it's very good. ”

The boy didn't raise his head and ignored him.

Jun Changning was almost angry, she kicked his boots aggrievedly.

The young man choked, squinted at her, pretended to pick up the cup and took a sip, and said in a tense voice: "Then blow a song and listen to it." "If he continues to take Joe, she's going to beat him!

Jun Changning smiled, and such a simple and happy smile bloomed on her face, and the young man couldn't help but hook the corners of his lips.

A slightly quirky but stylistically unique tune, confined to the player's jerky technique, sounds average. The boy looked at the girl who was playing seriously, and it was not a wise idea to expect her to put her feelings into the music.

Ignoring her pleading eyes, the boy took the flute in her hand and placed it across her lips, repeating perfectly the starry sky she had just played.

Jun Changning held his face with starry eyes.

This is a CD given to her by a substitute teaching assistant when she was in college. They didn't know each other, to be precise, with all the professors who taught her coursework, let alone a teaching assistant.

It was a sunny and handsome young man, and when he stopped her, she took the disc with a blank face, and thanked her uncertainly and left, without looking back.

When I was playing with nothing, I was seen by my girlfriend, and I had to say its origin, and I was looked at by my girlfriend for a long time with strange eyes.

Later, I forgot about it, and it was only when I graduated that I sorted out my things and turned it out again.

She sat down on her packed duffel bag and thought about it for a long time, but she couldn't figure out the purpose of the teaching assistant giving her this CD.

Later, she got married and divorced.

I don't know what kind of psychology I have, but I've been keeping it all the time. Until the night before she boarded the train to Tibet, it was thrown into the trash along with everything else.

Jun Changning thought, this song is actually quite good.