He passed three living rooms in a row, the bigger the living room is, the bigger the garden in front of him, until he comes to a big stone with "Yufang Land" written on it, this is a huge garden, there is a mulberry banyan four or five steps, the dragonstone path is twisted and turned, there are more than a dozen grass pavilions erected in the huge garden, the grass pavilion is five or six times that of the general pavilion, some pavilions are equipped with pen inkstones, some pavilions just have piano and chess, there is a lake at the far end, there is a small boat floating in the lake, three or five men and women gather together under the thick shade of the trees, some are eating, some are playing chess, Some laugh at each other.

Coming to such a scholarly and sage place, the guilt in Lin Hua'an's heart rose for a selfish man. This is a school, a place to read and study, but he is here to pick up girls. When he was a student, he jumped directly to high school in the first year of junior high school, and he only studied in high school for one year before entering Cambridge, for a long time, he couldn't remember whether it was in his previous life, and when everyone praised and praised him as a prodigy, what did he lose?

At this time, a beautiful piano sound came from far and near, the sound was thin, and the characters fluttered in the breeze. Lin Hua'an, who was in the past, suddenly came back to his senses, and slowly approached a grass pavilion at the far end of the wind, his pace was extremely light, for fear of disturbing the fairy who came to the mortal world for him.

Since the young master came in, Long Yan saw it, knowing that he didn't know where he was, and he didn't dare to greet him, so he walked into a piano pavilion and used notes to lure him in, as the young master got closer and closer, his fluttering face became more and more pink, and he didn't have to look at it to feel the young master's shameful gaze, where did he dare to stop with his fingers pulling the strings?

A song of "knowing each other like a mirror" ripples and floats among the green branches and green leaves, soft as the light waves of the pond lotus slowly ripples, and the waves are like a breeze floating freely.

At this time, it was noon, and only a few students in the distance sat in the shade at the far end with their own meals, and the children of those who had a little money either went home or went to the restaurant.

Lin Hua'an walked lightly to the front of the grass pavilion where the fairy was, her chest was as hot as fire, and her sparkling eyes were full of the fairy's petite figure, only to see her sitting upright at the end of the string, slightly low cherry pink cheeks, flowing sideburns hanging down on her chest and shoulders, Qianqian jade fingers gently plucked the emotional silk, beautiful as a god, like a fairy, blurred in the snow, fluttering in the drizzle.

Pounding, pounding!

Porculone, Porton!

Tears drop by drop, two drops, three drops, and then can't hold back and snatch out of their eyes, not sadness, but moving, a soft and warm touch like cotton, a delicate touch like sand, although crying, but very happy, all the blood like a dancing elf rushing to the heart, endless, the sound is endless.

Putting down the small bamboo basket, Lin Hua'an raised his sleeves to wipe away the tears that moved him to the point where he couldn't hold back, sucked his nose, and shook his head with a chuckle, he was twenty-eight years old, and he was still like a hairy boy. Walked to Yan'er's side, bent down and touched her little head, and walked to a large table with pen and paper with a beautiful nature.

The head was touched, Long Yan's cheeks were red and glamorous, the song was not finished, and the fingers did not stop, and the young master was looking down at the dragon and dancing the silver snake, focusing on the handsome and elegant, and a slight smile emanated from the depths of his heart, and he heard him whisper: "We met here, the bright moon hangs high and the willows hang low, and the winding path and shadows follow each other." You are the mountain in the clouds, and I am the shadow in the water. You cover your face in the rain on the ridge of the green peak, and I collect the ripples in the blue waves. ”

"Yikes!" This sentence is like a poem not like a poem, like a sentence that is not like a word, let Long Yan snort softly, and when she turned to look at the young master in surprise, she saw that he was smiling very badly at himself, and his lips bit up slightly, although he was shy, he just wanted to see him for some reason, and glared at him coquettishly, before he reluctantly withdrew his shame and continued to finish the unfinished piano.

But the person suddenly scolded himself, Lin Huaan was stunned for a moment, his mouth was cracked, it was hard to believe that his shy little baby would have such a naughty side, and hurriedly put down the pen to continue teasing.

"We walked into each other, our hearts were like lotus flowers, and our shadows were like green lotuses without dust. Listen to the water drops and stones, smell the frogs and insects, you hold the umbrella to block the wind and rain, I look forward to my face and hide my thoughts......"

"Bad young master, don't be ashamed." Long Yan was ashamed, her face was dripping with blood, her shameful eyes were cautious and she glanced left and right, but she didn't see anyone, she calmed down slightly, stopped the strings and ran to his side, and whispered: "Don't read, don't be ashamed." ”

"Okay." Lin Hua'an smiled softly, the little baby took the initiative to come to him for the first time, her cheeks were flushed, she pouted coldly and pecked her red extension, and quickly begged for mercy: "Yan'er is not angry, you are so beautiful, I can't help it." ”

Suddenly kissed, Long Yan hurriedly covered her little hand on her cheeks, and when she heard the young master's words, she couldn't help herself, she was both angry and ashamed, she looked left and right nervously, and stomped her feet when she settled down. "Young master, you can't take Pu Yan'er lightly anymore, otherwise...... Otherwise...... Otherwise, Yan'er will ignore you. ”

"Okay, well, I won't." Lin Hua'an raised his hands and surrendered, looking at the unfinished verses, he asked with a smile: "Then Yan'er, can I put down my hand and continue to write?" ”

"Hmm." Long Yan bowed her head in shame, and leaned over him with curiosity, and what jumped on the paper was strange handwriting, many of which were missing arms and legs, but they were so big that they could guess what they meant, and they were ashamed and disgusted: "The young master is not ashamed, how can he write such words." ”

"Because it was written to my Yan'er, I couldn't help but be ashamed." Giggling, Lin Hua'an said that she lowered her face with shame, and only then wrote and read in a whisper that the two of them could hear: "...... We know each other, our hearts are like orchids, and our shadows are butterflies. Look at the sunrise and the moonset, and listen to the sound of the piano. You follow closely with you for thousands of miles, and I will always know each other. The stars dot the night sky, and the bright moon shines like water on the dust. The stars write thousands of autumns, and the bright moon sings through the ages. You play all the mountains and rivers, and I can read the sound of the tide of the rivers. ”

"Ahh As soon as his pen fell, Long Yan gasped softly, stomped on Xiaolian in shame, and didn't care about snatching the most embarrassing piece of bad paper in the world, quickly folded several stacks and put it in his arms, tears gleam and blamed: "How can the young master write like this...... Such ...... Such obscene verses. ”

The little baby was very cheeky, Lin Huaan stared at her with a smile and tears in her eyes, feeling distressed and apologetic: "It's me who is wrong, I will only write such obscene poems to you, and I won't let others know, only we know about it, okay?" ”

Long Yan covered the porphyry beating fawn with her hands, looked up at the young master's distressed and begging face with tearful eyes, and suddenly her heart spasmed, and she suddenly realized that her young master was so handsome, he really liked himself.

"Less...... The young master ...... "Putting aside his hot face, Long Yan didn't dare to look at his mosquito voice and murmured: "Yan'er is hungry, will you take Yan'er to eat?" ”

This hungry sound made Lin Huaan slap his forehead fiercely, hurriedly took her little hand and walked down the grass pavilion, lifted the small bamboo basket that was resting on the ground just now and said: "I bought lunch for Yan'er, let's ......" looked left and right, smiled and pointed to a few mulberry banyans at the far end and said, "Let's go and eat in the shade." ”

"In ...... You can't ...... at the academy Hold the Yan'er. Long Yan said shyly, glanced at him lightly, suddenly turned around, and muttered shyly: "Go out...... Go out and ...... again Let the young master ...... again Young Master, this ...... That's it. Holding his heart, he replied shyly and ran in the direction of the hall.

"Yikes!" Seeing that the little baby ran away shyly, Lin Huaan's eyebrows were bent like the first moon, it was really difficult to make this shy person say such unashamed words.

At noon, the streets were sparsely populated, and everyone was crowded into restaurants.

Holding the lovely little tender hand, he came to the west side of the Willow River, Lin Hua'an looked suspiciously at the lovely man who was paddling into the grass on the bank of the Willow River, and asked curiously, "Yan'er, where are we going, there is no way." ”

It was here that Long Yan began to be afraid of him, so she wanted to bring him here, looking back at the young master who didn't know, and said sweetly: "The young master is not the previous young master, so I don't know what to do, Yan'er wants to take you to see." ”

Lin Huaan knew that the little baby had stayed in Tong Mansion three years ago, and thought that maybe she had been here with Tong Tian, but suddenly her stomach was full of taste, and the thick sour vinegar was rippling, and she couldn't wait to find a brick to smash on her head and beat the animals.

Walking along the grass by the river, after a while, when she came to the bend of the big river, Long Yan happily pointed to a small wooden house standing at the front, looked back at the unhappy young master shyly, and asked in surprise: "Young master, why don't you like to come here?" ”

"No, no." Lin Hua'an, who was eating the vinegar of livestock, hurriedly waved his palms and raised his eyes to look at the small wooden house in front of him, but when he saw that the wooden house was very small, he was standing so strangely in the weeds, and asked very curiously: "Yan'er, where is this?" ”

This is the place where the young master was despised for the first time. Where did Long Yan dare to say, led him to the door of the small wooden house, gently pushed open a door, glanced at him ashamedly, covered his heart and walked in quickly, facing the wooden plank, with his back to the small door, he didn't dare to say anything, and he didn't dare to move.

Lin Hua'an was stunned, what is Yan'er doing, praying? It's not like that. Stepping into the small gate in a daze, the empty river wind was very strong, blowing through the empty small door and whistling.

"Huh? Ahh Something flashed through his mind, and he was stunned to look at the wind-drenched small door, and suddenly his eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost. I have heard that middle and high school students in China fall in love, and their favorite thing is to find a remote corner or an unfinished house or other places to do it...... Dry some......

No way? Has his Yan'er gone bad? Lin Huaan was stunned and closed the small door, even if Yan'er really became bad, her boyfriend was an adult, where did she have to do these things that she had no money to open a house.

Long Yan, who was shy on the wall, heard the sound of the door closing, Bei Tooth almost bit her lip, her cheeks were dripping blood, her heart was pounding, when the young master's breath was close, she closed her eyes, and his warm arms hugged her to death, how could she turn her body, she didn't dare to look at him.

"Less...... Master. The body was turned around, and Long Yan, who was in the sea of shame, hurriedly buried her red face deep in his chest, and replied shyly: "It's just ...... Can only kiss, not ...... You can't kidnap Yan'er...... of chastity. ”