Pushing open the courtyard door, there is a small courtyard that is not too big, and there is a small attic not far away, which looks very quiet and elegant. However, there are many flowers and plants planted in the yard, and it is the season of opening at this time.

And it can be seen through these flowers and plants that the director here is a person who understands flowers and plants, otherwise these flowers would not be so delicate.

In the center of this courtyard is planted an umbrella-shaped cherry tree, which is a unique tree species in the Divine Grace Continent, and the flowers are very beautiful, at this time it is the season of cherry blossoms, so the trees are dotted with small lilac flowers, and some of the cherry blossoms that opened earlier slowly fall, like a spinning windmill, leaving a faint fragrance in the wind, and then returning to the earth.

There is a person under the tree, a young woman who is about two years old, half sitting and half leaning, the black hair like a waterfall is scattered on the fragrant shoulders at will, the delicate body is wrapped in a plain gauze skirt, holding a black and simple book in both hands, reading quietly on the fragrant knee, with a smile on the quiet beautiful face, gentle as water seems to be able to moisten people's dry hearts, and like the winter sun, it can melt the ice in people's hearts and drive away the haze.

The sun shines through the petals of the leaves and falls on the pages of the book, and between the palms of the hands, mottled like stars, reflecting the tranquil side face, the long green silk is gently blown by the breeze, forming a picture of peace and tranquility like a dream.

The lilac cherry blossoms fell on the pages of the sun-soaked book, the woman stretched out her plain hand, smiled with her slender jade fingers, put it under Qiong's nose and sniffed it lightly, and then let it fall with the wind, the beauty was like a dream, so that Ming Mo was stupid for a while.

Perhaps sensing the breath of other people, the woman slowly turned her head, and when she saw the Ming Mo in front of her, her delicate body trembled slightly, and the book in her hand slipped to the ground silently, just looking at Ming Mo fixedly.

And Mingmo also returned a soft smile.

Finally, after making sure that she was not dreaming, Ji Yurou smiled, and with a light touch on her lotus feet, she threw herself into Mingmo's arms. And Mingmo smiled clearly, opened his arms, and embraced the beauty.

"Sister Yurou, I'm back, and I have already fulfilled the promise I made to you. ”

Lying in the ear of the beauty, smelling the faint fragrance, Ming Mo said softly.

And Ji Yurou didn't speak, a pair of jade arms hugged Ming Mo tightly, buried her head in his arms, and listened to the familiar heartbeat.

After a long time, Ming Mo found that Ji Yurou's shoulders were constantly trembling, and she was already sobbing in her arms.

Gently holding this beautiful face, Ming Mo found that Ji Yurou was already in tears at this time.

At this time, Ming Mo suddenly understood the worries and emotions of the woman in front of him. Although she promised her that she would come back safely, she may have worried about herself every day for the past six months, worried that she was in danger, although she may still be smiling, I am afraid that her heart has already shed silent tears.

This woman who has always been gentle with everyone and smiles to show kindness is worried about tears because of herself, and Minmo knows that she owes her too much, and since she shed the first tears for herself, she has recognized and accepted her. And it was herself who made her cry the most, perhaps she had never shed tears for anyone before. owes her too much, and Minmo already plans to repay it with her whole life, not letting her shed another tear for herself.

Looking at Ji Yurou's delicate appearance of pear blossoms with rain, the pity and love in Ming Mo's heart couldn't hold back any longer, and kissed the seductive cherry lips.