Yan Xing saw the most in Liangzhou is still the kind of heavily guarded, dangerous dock fort, he was affected by the scenery in front of him, his mood also became more relaxed, smelling the fresh smell of grass and earth, feeling the natural gift of the creator, and then turning his head to look at the girl who was smiling like a flower, Yan Xing felt happy from the inside out, he blurted out:

"Beautiful, so beautiful!"

When the girl saw him say to herself, she thought he was teasing herself again, her face flushed slightly, she took a sip, turned her head over, and didn't look at Yan Xing's face a little shyly. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Yan Xing didn't expect that he had inadvertently made the two of them think about it again, he smiled awkwardly, and was about to open his mouth to mediate the atmosphere, but the girl had already adjusted herself, she took out the pancakes and chicken eggs and handed them to Yan Xing, and smiled and asked him to eat them while they were hot.

Yan Xing was holding the chicken eggs that were still warm in his hand, and his heart was filled with emotion, he knew that this must be the girl who had been using her body temperature to keep it warm. He smiled at the girl again, and then sat down comfortably on the lawn on the hillside, and began to eat slowly.

The girl watched Yan Xing eat with relish, and her heart was also very happy, she also sat down, leaned on Yan Xing's side, and watched Yan Xing eat, her eyes smiled into a crescent moon shape, and she didn't speak quietly.

When the girl was happily immersed in the world of two people, there was a cry of geese in the sky. When the girl looked up, she saw a flock of geese returning from the north flying over her in a neat "human" shape.

The smile on the girl's face condensed slightly, and she was a little stunned.

Are the migratory birds heading south coming home? Can't the beautiful scenery in the south keep the wild geese's heart?

The girl sighed, and suddenly she stood up again, looked at the beautiful scenery, and sang in her crisp and moving voice.

"Decline, decline! Hu no return? ”

"Because of Weijun, Hu is in the middle of the dew!"

"Decline, decline! Hu no return? ”

"Weijun's bow, Hu is in the mud!"

This song "Wind and Decline" has a harmonious and beautiful rhythm, and the emotions are like feelings, which originally expressed the feelings of longing for relatives and persuading them to return, but in the mouth of the girl, the rhyme of longing has not changed, but it has increased a little nostalgia and reluctance.

Presumably, there are also beautiful women in his family who are leaning on the pavilion at the moment, looking forward to it, and singing sadly, "Decline, decline!" Hu no return? "Let's go.

After the girl finished singing, her eyes were slightly red, and she looked at the idyllic mountain scenery near and far and was silent for a long time.

Yan Xing looked at the girl's immature figure and sighed secretly in his heart. In the past few days, the girl's kindness and simplicity, fresh and refined temperament left a deep impression on him, she is like a orchid blooming in the deep valley, although not powdered, but still refreshing, hard to forget.

Yan Xing unconsciously remembered the sentence "There is a beautiful woman in the valley, left behind and independent", this innocent and kind girl may be more suitable to stay in this oxtail gathering isolated from the outside world, and only the beautiful scenery in the mountains is worthy of her nobility. As for himself, he has been doomed to never go back since he was reborn.

He belongs to the chaotic world outside the mountains, running around, bathing in bloody battlefields, never leaving his armor, never sitting in the saddle.

The two people standing so close in front of him were actually people from two worlds, destined to only meet briefly in this valley and then pass by.

It is impossible for Yan Xing to take away the girl, and it is difficult to give her a stable environment like an oxtail gathering, but he is the one who owes the girl the most. Although the mountain people of Ushio Ju took him in, they also helped them repel the attack of the rebels, and they did not owe each other, and the two sides can be said to be just a kind of friendship of mutual help and reciprocity. But for the girl, she helped herself heal, took herself to the Ushio Gathering, and did these things for herself, but she couldn't repay her anything.

If she can forget this fate that she shouldn't have met, and don't have to suffer the pain of parting, then she may be happier in the mountains.

Yan Xing thought secretly in his heart.

But just as Wang Rong of the Jin Dynasty said in later generations, "The saint forgets his feelings, and he can't fall in love at the least, and the love is in my generation."

This short intersection, but meeting and knowing each other, is something that mortals can easily forget.

I can't learn to be too forgetful, and I can't be trapped by love, so I can only bury this sincere feeling in the depths of my heart.

Yan Xing looked at the figure of the girl, his heart was full of emotion, he stood up, walked to the place next to the girl, did not look at the girl, but looked at the beauty of nature like her, and after a long time, he slowly spoke:

"I'm leaving tomorrow, and I'm grateful for everything you've done for me, but unfortunately I haven't been able to repay you anything before I leave."

After the girl heard his words, the tears that had been lingering in her eyes were almost about to burst out, and she hurriedly raised her delicate face upwards and forcibly withdrew the tears from her eyes.

She didn't want to shed tears at this time, and she didn't want him to see her cry.