There is a large sea of flowers behind Lin Shuang's temporary rented house, with all kinds of flowers whose names are not clear, the roots and leaves are not high, and the plants look thin and soft. From a distance, it is a large patch of green, dotted with various colors of simple and luxurious summer flowers.

It's like a huge green carpet that spreads out, and even if you lie down, you won't be stinging at all.

And the fragrance is pleasant, even if Lin Shuang is shrunk in the house, he can smell the fragrance of flowers, especially in the morning, as soon as he opens the window, there is fresh air and a rich fragrance of flowers soaking into his nose.

Probably one of the highlights of this resort.

And Lin Shuang noticed that there are such gardens behind many houses here, but the size is inconsistent, and there are many flowers that she has never seen, and the owner has explained that these are ordinary flowers, not poisonous, you can pick some and put them in the house for decoration, but you can't damage the garden.

In the evening when the sun was about to set, Lin Shuang was in the flowers, and all kinds of sweet floral fragrances penetrated the tip of her nose, and the whole person's mood seemed to calm down in an instant.

She excitedly burrowed into the sea of flowers, and soon found the flower she had found the previous evening, a very small flower, with at least dozens of soft branches on it. In the evening sun, it is bright and silvery-white, and the color is soft, like a smooth pearl in the moonlight.

It is a beauty different from a peony rose.

The most important thing is the delicate fragrance of this flower, and placing it in the room at night will make you feel calm and easy to fall asleep.

The sun sets and the sun is also the best time for this flower.

She carried a small flower basket and carefully broke a few branches with many fresh flowers, and was picking them attentively when she suddenly heard footsteps behind her.

Walked towards her.

Lin Shuang turned around and looked at the flower basket with a basket of flowers. It was Shen Muhan who cautiously avoided the flowers on both sides and walked towards her.

The evening sun had left a vague shadow on the side of his face, and he wore only a white shirt with khaki slacks underneath and long, straight legs.

As he passed by, he inadvertently rubbed off some of the petals, and the yellowish and pink petals fluttered down, swirling between his trouser legs, and spun around before reluctantly falling onto the upper of his shoes.

With the slightest movement of his feet, the petals slipped into the dirt and fell into dust.

Shen Muhan walked towards Lin Shuang in the warm yellow sunlight of the evening, he chuckled, and the sunlight took advantage of the situation to beat between his eyebrows. "Why did you stop?"

He stood across from her. The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and she glanced at Lin Shuang gently, as if she casually pulled a small silver-white flower from her flower basket.

"Was that the smell of these flowers last night?" He pinched the little flower and lowered his head slightly to sniff.

The fingers are slender and good-looking.

But it didn't seem to be the same as when she first saw him, when his hands were almost flawless and unearthly beauty, but now his fingers seemed to have been polished by time. It's a kind of peaceful beauty. can hold up a piece of heaven for her. A pair of hands that led her to the distant future.

She liked this person to the point where his slightest movement could be infinitely magnified in her eyes. Maybe the whole world is in front of her, and she can only see one of him.

"What's wrong?" Shen Muhan saw that Lin Shuang's fingers staring at him seemed to be stunned, and he frowned slightly, wondering what she was thinking about again.

Lin Shuang: "Huh? "Yes. That's when I came back to my senses.

"Ah, yes, these flowers smell good" Lin Shuang coughed lightly to hide her embarrassment, and after speaking, she turned around and pretended to be calm and continued to pick flowers.

Shen Muhan didn't say anything more, but he didn't leave, Lin Shuang could feel his breath, the two seemed to be quite close, as long as she took a slight step back, she would bump into him.

Lin Shuang was a little absent-minded when picking flowers, she turned her head slightly to look at Shen Muhan, but saw him slightly raising his head to look at the sunset that was about to fall in the distance.

"Why are you here? Don't read the newspaper anymore? Lin Shuang retracted her gaze.

Shen Muhan only took her eyes back when she heard Lin Shuang's voice, she took a step forward, and there was a gentle footstep behind her, and he followed closely step by step.

"Come and see you," his voice was quiet, as quiet as a windless lake at night.

Lin Shuang let out an "oh" and continued to pick flowers.

Shen Muhan didn't speak, just picked some flowers and threw them into her basket, and Lin Shuang turned around to see that he had picked an extremely gorgeous flower.

He turned slightly to the side, raised his hand, but his smile suddenly paused, and then he naturally reversed his movements and put the flowers in the basket.

He had just wanted to put the flower in her hair. Although the action of turning back had been made as natural as possible, Lin Shuang still found out.

He still seemed to have forgotten that she had lost her long hair. You can't wear a hairpin, you can't put flowers, and you can't cover your scars.

In just a moment, all the loss and depression came to her heart, Lin Shuang's hand holding the basket suddenly became a little weak, she didn't want to see his smile that froze at that moment, she didn't want to see his halfway back movement.

She felt sad.

Lin Shuang was in a low mood when her right hand holding the basket was held, it was a familiar temperature for her, and she looked up to meet his eyes.

There was a broken light in his eyes, and a darkness like night.

Lin Shuang's eyes were a little stunned when he looked at him, but Shen Muhan's left hand quietly crawled to her face, and his fingertips caressing the side of her face was the feeling she imagined.

"It's already good, it doesn't need any embellishments" he looked at her seriously.

Although he knew that he was comforting her, Lin Shuang was still happy, she was like this, because he could fly with joy with a word, and he could also fall into the ground because of his words.

Lin Shuang smiled and Shen Muhan breathed a sigh of relief, he just wanted to hug her, but suddenly heard her scream and leaned straight back.

Shen Muhan was taken aback.

Lin Shuang's heartbeat was not fast, just now she subconsciously took a step back, but it seemed that she had stepped on something, she was already unstable, and she was about to fall down on her back directly.

She didn't have time to think about it, so she reached out and grabbed Shen Muhan's clothes out of instinct, this sudden accident was not expected by either of them, and they were not prepared at all.

Shen Muhan was pulled by her so vigorously and fell directly in the direction of Lin Shuang.

Lin Shuang's eyes widened.

It's just that for a moment, the mountains shook, and it was completely too late to react, and the two fell face to face in the flowers, smashing the huge sea of flowers out of a hole, Shen Muhan pressed on Lin Shuang's body and subconsciously protected her head with his hand.

So Lin Shuang didn't feel any pain.

The moment the two of them fell, they were shocked to fall all over the sky with petals, pink yellow, tender white, and rose red fell from the branches, raising a rain of petals in the sky, flying and spinning overhead.

Then it fell, and petals fell on Shen Muhan's back, and between the hairs, even Lin Shuang's face stopped with two golden petals.

It took a while to regain calm.

Shen Muhan stretched out his hand to remove the petals on Lin Shuang's face, and forgot to stand up and press on her like this, looking at her nervously, "Did you fall?" ”

Lin Shuang shook his head.

In this position, at this distance, she could hear his rapid and flustered heartbeat, the tip of his nose with the familiar smell of his body and the rich fragrance of flowers.

She was nervous and embarrassed, and her face was already red. (To be continued.) )