Such a man can't help but make Lan Jingyue praise and sigh at God's attainments, there is such a perfect man who is difficult to find in the world.

It's just that the wooden chair under him, no, to be exact, this is a wheelchair, Lan Jingyue is a doctor in the 21st century, and of course she is no stranger to wheelchairs.

Here is also known as the world's first medical woman, this can be understood.

Heaven is indeed fair; gave this man a stunning appearance and unparalleled talent, but let him get bad at the same time.

"Why is the girl here?" The man in the snowcoat first opened his mouth indifferently to break the silence.

The silence on both sides made the air almost silent.

"Attracted by the aroma, I didn't expect that the gardenias here bloom in spring."

Lan Jingyue's face always maintained an indifferent smile, not disturbed by the indifferent aura on his body at all.

"The girl likes gardenias too?"

Lan Jingyue nodded, "Gardenia is a light and arrogant flower, it doesn't like to be lively, and it always blooms at the last end of summer. ”

There was a mocking smile between the snow-clad man's eyebrows, "Girl!" Not a local? ”

Speaking of such a life experience, Lan Jingyue was even more lonely, and the smile on her face was also a little sad: "If so, you don't need to dance in your mood." ”

A woman who dances with her mood must also be a lonely person.

She is her joys, sorrows, and sorrows are very good into dance, just now the dance, sometimes fast and slow, sometimes soft, sometimes with the world's domineering, showing her psychological expectations, longing, resentment, yearning...

The man in snow looked at Lan Jingyue, and the mockery between his eyebrows deepened, "Since the girl can closely fit the sound of the flute below, she must also have extraordinary attainments in the flute, right?" In your opinion, what kind of mood does the sound of the flute under you have? ”

Lan Jingyue shook her head, "I'm not proficient, but all the rhythm of nature, dance, are all connected, everyone expresses their feelings in different ways, dance and rhythm actually I don't understand, the dance just now, just to vent the emotions in my heart, although I don't understand, but I can appreciate the loneliness of Gongzi Xiao's voice." ”

The man in the snowcoat listened to Lan Jingyue's words and deeds as calmly as water, and his tone was slightly surprised: "In the girl's opinion, he looks like a lonely person?" ”

Lan Jingyue's heart was slightly sour, she was obviously so lonely, but she had to stand arrogantly and strong in front of the world, this kind of strength was the same as her, sometimes, she almost had to feel sorry for herself.

"High up... It's always cold.,The feeling that Childe gave me is like this!! ”

Lan Jingyue's slightly paused tone finally surprised the man in snow, a breeze in the second phase, the fragrance of gardenias was even stronger, his eyes were half-drooping, and he sat quietly on a wooden chair like a jade carving, and his white clothes were like snow, and he had won thousands of bright colors, and the beauty was as holy as the fairy in the painting.

For the first time, Lan Jingyue felt that there was a man more beautiful than her beautiful father, although she hadn't seen the face under his mask, but she understood that it must be more beautiful than her father.

also knows that since then, her love for gardenias has increased unabated.

"The girl has a pair of thorough eyes, and she also has a delicate mind, good wine is easy to find, beautiful woman, rare !!!"

A slight smile hung on the face of the man in snow, without the indifference just now, the beautiful scenery did not escape Lan Jingyue's eyes.