On the edge of the green lake, a girl in a lilac tulle dress squatted down on her knees, as if looking down at something, the bright moonlight shone on her body, the white and smooth lotus arms were like mutton fat and white jade, and the black waist-length hair was faintly purple. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The girl had her back to him and couldn't see her face, but Li Baifeng recognized it at a glance.

"Mu Yun?" Li Baifeng stepped forward and said hello tentatively.

When the girl heard this, she suddenly turned her head, revealing half of her side face, which was suffocating in the silver moonlight. It was Mu Yun.

"Li Baifeng?" Mu Yun stood up elegantly, her long hair falling like a waterfall.

"Well, what a coincidence." Li Baifeng said hello with a smile, and his eyes fell behind Mu Yun: there was a pot of purple flowers at her feet, the petals were like butterflies, fluttering their wings, and the leaves were green and narrow.

Mu Yun noticed his eyes, squatted down gently, gently stroked the blue-purple petals, and introduced: "This is Iris, I was born the day she opened, and I have been with me ever since I grew up." ”

Speaking of this, she looked up embarrassedly and asked, "Isn't it strange to come to college with potted flowers?" ”

Li Baifeng opened his mouth to speak, but Mu Yun lowered his head again, touched the green leaves and said, "But to me, she is like my family." ”

"Yes, you've said it all, and you're asking me what I'm doing." Li Baifeng swallowed the words back into his stomach and thought helplessly.

"I'm sorry, but I talked about it on my own." Mu Yun seemed to notice this, and a blush appeared on her pretty face, and she pointed to the lakeside bench not far away: "How tiring it is to stand like this, let's go over there." ”

Li Baifeng smiled and nodded, Mu Yun picked up the pot of irises, and the two walked side by side towards the bench.

"By the way, why did you come out with your iris so late?" Li Baifeng organized the language and took the lead in provoking the topic.

"Bask in the moon." Mu Yun blinked Lingxiu's eyes and replied as a matter of course: "I like to bask in the sun, she likes to bask in the moon, so I will occasionally take her out to bask in the sun, hehe." ”

She laughed to herself, her eyes crooked like two crescents.

Li Baifeng's eyebrows jumped, and he said in his heart: "It sounds like she treats this pot of iris as a person, is this flower strange, or is it her fantasy?" ”

Li Baifeng didn't have the ability to use mana to break through the obstacle in his eyes, so he could only judge it based on whether there was mana fluctuations, but from his point of view, it was just an ordinary pot of flowers—except for the pretty.

Just as he was speculating here, Mu Yun spoke again: "She likes this lake very much, especially on a breezy night, when the moonlight is sprinkled on the surface of the lake, sparkling. ”

When Li Baifeng heard this, he couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart, and opened his mouth to ask, "This pot of flowers...... Is it alive? ”

Mu Yun glanced at him strangely and said, "Of course it's alive, the flowers are still blooming well, where does it look like it's dead?" ”

Only then did Li Baifeng realize that this question was not clear, so he changed his words: "No, I just want to ask, can you hear it speak?" ”

"How is that possible? How does a flower speak? Mu Yun's expression became more and more strange, a trace of worry flashed between her eyebrows, and she asked hesitantly, "You...... Is it difficult to distinguish between the virtual and the real? Although this fantasy is beautiful, flowers really can't speak. ”

How did the fantasy become me?

Li Baifeng was aggrieved in his heart, and defended: "I heard what you said, it likes to bask in the moon, and it also likes the sparkling appearance of this lake, and I was curious for a while, so I asked." ”

"Oh, that's right." Mu Yun suddenly said: "It's very simple, after basking in the moon or coming to the lake, she has obviously opened up a lot of spirits, so she must like it very much." ”

“…… It's me thinking too much. Li Baifeng said helplessly.

The two of them walked to the bench and sat down together, the same as the last time they ate sweet potatoes, one on the left and one on the right, with a distance of one in between.

The difference is that this time there is an extra pot of iris in the middle.

A gentle breeze rose from the surface of the lake, and a cool breeze mixed with a faint fragrance blew in front of the white wind. He subconsciously sniffed it, and couldn't tell whether it was the fragrance of flowers or the fragrance of the body.

Mu Yun seemed to notice his movements, his head lowered, and his cheeks flushed.

Li Baifeng realized that it seemed a little impolite to do this, and in order to break the delicate atmosphere, he coughed lightly and asked, "By the way, where are you from?" ”

Li Baifeng grew up in the Xuanshan Sect since he was a child, and only went to school in Linyue City when he was in high school, and he was not very good at getting along with strangers, and the only topics he would provoke were: "What's your name?" "Where are you from?" If you meet a monk, you will have one more sentence: "Which sect are you from?" Nothing else.

Mu Yun heard him speak, her face softened slightly, and she replied in a low voice: "Chaoge", she paused, and added, "But it's not Chaoge City, my home is on the other side of the border between Chaoge and Changyun Province." ”

Chaoge City is not the same as Chaoge, the former is a city, the center of the economy and culture of Dashang, and the center of central power. The latter also includes all the land under the jurisdiction of Chaoge City, which is very large enough to have a province. The difference between Nishiki City and Saiki is similar to this.

"In this way, wouldn't it be very convenient for you to go home on a regular basis." Li Baifeng thought for a moment and said suddenly.

"Hmm." Mu Yun nodded, "That's why I came to Chaoge University, which is very close to home." ”

If this conversation is heard by those who have studied hard for many years and have tried their best to enter Chaoge University, I am afraid that a mouthful of blood full of resentment will be spewed out on the spot.

Close to home?

The reason for choosing this Asagata University, which has occupied the first place in the country for more than 1,000 years, is actually just close to home? This makes us feel embarrassed!

"By the way, where are you from?" Mu Yun put a few strands of green silk hanging in front of her behind her ears, and asked with a pretty face.

Li Baifeng was stunned for a moment, and then replied: "Yuyuan Province, Linyue City."

"Tamagaki Province...... In the north, I haven't been to the north yet. Mu Yun's eyes flashed with curiosity and yearning.

"Actually, there's not much fun over there. In addition to the fact that there is a very high mountain outside the city, there is also a river that is divided by the mountain in two directions. Li Baifeng said as he gestured.

"Sounds like a lot of fun." Mu Yun's eyes flashed, looking forward to what was going on.

Li Baifeng told the meaning of the name of Huihongshan, the legend of the immortals descending Jiao, and even the customs of the rowing festival one by one, and there were some complaints in the middle, and Mu Yun listened to it with relish.

"I'd love to see it." Mu Yun said yearningly.

"If you come to Linyue City, I will definitely take you to visit it." Li Baifeng slapped his chest on the mountain to show that what he said was true.

"Okay." Mu Yun smiled happily, her eyes narrowed into crescent moons, she stretched out her onion-like jade fingers, and said, "Pull the hook." ”

Li Baifeng stretched out his little finger and gently held her, only to feel that the tentacles were soft and delicate, and he couldn't help but feel a wave in his heart. Mu Yun's face was also crimson, and then she quickly withdrew her hand, lowered her head and stopped talking.

On September nights, the wind by the lake is slightly cool, and the lake ripples in the moonlight.

The atmosphere is subtle.