Outside the window, there are a few thin clouds floating in the sky, and under the reflection of the cold moon, they reflect the wisps of silver-white light, giving people a sense of melancholy. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Feng Jing leaned against the sofa, his eyes wandering aimlessly among the clouds outside the window, looking very lazy.

The breeze through the floor-to-ceiling windows, blowing the soft pale blue curtains, looks like rolling waves, very soft and beautiful. Soon, Feng Jing was attracted, retracted his gaze, and looked at the slightly waving waves.

At this time, he realized that the hall was so dark, there was no light, only the incandescent lamp in Chen Danyu's room printed a white thread through the crack in the door.

The lights were still on, and the aunt didn't sleep. Feng Jing thought, the corners of his lips raised slightly, turned his head, glanced at the waves again, and looked out the window again, but this time instead of looking at the silver-white clouds, he looked into the distance, the other side of the sky, or the edge of the sky.

The direction outside the window is south, and the Purple Garden of Danan Mountain is just in the south, or rather, the edge of the sky.

How long Feng Jing has been back, he doesn't know.

When you know a certain moment, that time becomes shorter and becomes ethereal.

This is the truth that he has not realized in the past six months, so now he does not wear a watch, even if he has a mobile phone next to him, he is unwilling to define time.

In the room with the light, Chen Danyu naturally didn't know that Feng Jing was back, because there was no footsteps, and even the lights were not turned on.

Feng Jing naturally didn't want to alarm her, so she came back silently, and then lay on the sofa, leisurely and aimlessly looking at the sky outside the window.

For some reason, he always had an inexplicable feeling about her aunt, an indescribable feeling, like fear, but no, like awe, but she didn't have anything worthy of his awe. Therefore, he always kept a distance from her, and he couldn't get close, and there was a sense of strangeness.

Buzzing...... The phone vibrates on the coffee table.

Feng Jing hurriedly grabbed the mobile phone on the coffee table, his eyebrows furrowed, he was really about to disappear and leave, with a click, the room opened, Feng Jing gave up leaving, turned his head, and shouted, "Auntie." ”

"Well, Qingqing hasn't come back yet?"

"Well, not yet." Feng Jing looked at the mobile phone in his hand.

"Go ahead!"

Chen Danyu's eyes were still gloomy, as if nothing could disturb her.

Of course, Feng Jing knew that she knew that Zhu Qingqing hadn't come back yet, and her first sentence was just to open the topic. However, the topic opened, and she was still quiet, not sad about anything, and looked at Feng Jing quietly.

Under the pale white moonlight, the corners of Feng Jing's lips raised slightly, and he said softly: "Senior aunt, rest early." ”

Chen Danyu didn't answer, still standing at the junction of darkness and light, looking at Feng Jing quietly, but the corners of his lips on both sides moved slightly.

"Hey."

Feng Jing answered the phone and disappeared into the living room at the same time. Yes, he had to get out of here as soon as possible, and he felt uncomfortable looking into her eyes.

The street lamps outside the Purple Garden run through the entire road, and from a distance, it seems to be a strung of stars, falling into this quiet night.

Yes, at this time, the whole road is quiet, it seems to be a road to the underworld, giving people an inexplicable sense of horror.

However, Feng Jing didn't know what time it was, like being lost in the desert of time, and he didn't know the direction.

Feng Jing appeared in the place where the camphor tree disappeared.

He poked his head out of the darkness, looked in the direction of the Purple Garden, and said, "I've arrived, where are you?" ”

Zhu Qingqing was inside, came out now, and then hung up the phone.

By the time Zhu Qingqing walked to the gate, Feng Jing didn't know how many times he stomped around the two big trees next to the gate, obviously, his mind was not here, as if he was not thinking about the tree's annual rings.

"Brother Jing, here." Zhu Qingqing shouted at the gate, but as soon as she shouted, she suddenly felt bad, and said to the classmates next to her, "Thank you, we can go back by ourselves." ”

Hearing Zhu Qingqing's shout, Feng Jing didn't respond, nor did he run forward, but stomped his feet, turned his face sideways, and leaned towards the camphor tree beside him, looking very contrived, but he felt good about himself.

The quiet girl glanced at Feng Jing, groaned, and said, "Has your cousin always been here?" ”

"No, just now...... Yes, he was nearby all the time and didn't go far. Zhu Qingqing smiled at the girl, who was about the same height as her.

"Then why don't you let him in, it's no one else." The girl looked at Feng Jing, who was leaning sideways, and said, "It's weird cold outside." ”

"Hehe, what is he doing when a boy comes in, hehe, don't be afraid, no matter how cold it is, you can't cold him." Zhu Qingqing tightened her clothes, pointed in the direction of Feng Jing, and said, "That...... I'm back, bye-bye. ”

"It's so late, I'll ask Uncle Zhou to send you back." The quiet girl known as Ru Xue turned her head and shouted, "Uncle Zhou......"

A man in a suit behind him took two steps forward, lowered his head slightly, as if looking down at others, and as if looking at the underground road ahead, and said, "Miss." ”

"No need, Ru Xue, my cousin just sent me back, bye." Zhu Qingqing waved her hand and walked sideways towards Feng Jing not far away.

Ru Xue glanced at Feng Jing next to the camphor tree at this time, took a long breath, and said, "You didn't come by bicycle, it's not easy to take a taxi here, and it's not safe, so let Uncle Zhou send you back, right?" ”

"Really don't need it, Ru Xue, you go back, we're fine, bye."

After Zhu Qingqing finished speaking, she turned around, immediately gave Feng Jing a roll of her eyes, pulled his wrist and walked towards the road.

"Slow down, slow down." Feng Jing squinted his eyes and glanced at Uncle Zhou, who had already raised his head and stared at them, and couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart.

"Why are you so stupid!" Zhu Qingqing's eyes rolled, she stood on her heels, and after Feng Jing followed in two steps, she leaned up and said, "Didn't let you come immediately!" Can't call a car? ”

"Does it make a difference?" Feng Jing looked puzzled, as if the process of coming was not important at all.

Zhu Qingqing's eyes rolled, ignored him, let go of his arm, and walked straight forward, as if he was very angry.

"Cut, people want to look at you earlier, that's wrong." Feng Jing also put on a look of ignoring it and walked straight forward.

"What did you just say?"

"What do you say?"

"What did you just say?"

"Cut, people want to ...... early" Feng Jing's words stopped, and he was stunned.

Zhu Qingqing raised the corners of her lips, leaned over, grabbed his arm, stopped talking, and walked forward with a grin.

"Hey, stinky girl, don't think about it!"

"I just love to think about what's going on?"

"I'm your brother."

"It's not a kiss."

"Eh...... Let go, let go, what a rude! ”

Zhu Qingqing put her head on his shoulder and hugged her arms tightly.

Feng Jing broke his hands, finally broke free, and ran towards the end of the road.

"Ah...... Don't run ......"

The two of them ran to the end of the streetlamp lined up like stars, and the starlight stretched and shortened their figures, and then lengthened and intertwined, mixed with laughter, giving people a sense of unreality.

Ru Xue and Uncle Zhou were still standing under the door lamp, their eyes following the elongated, shortened, and then elongated figure.

"Miss." Uncle Zhou shouted.

"Uh...... Uncle Zhou, let's go back. ”

Ru Xue turned around, glanced back again, walked into the Purple Garden with Uncle Zhou, and disappeared under the lamp of the gate, like Feng Jing and Zhu Qingqing, the figure was stretched and shortened by the light, and then lengthened, but the direction was different from the person.