The next day, Liu Weifeng's injuries had healed. He was good at self-healing, and Cheng Ying fed a Nine Flowers Jade Dew Pill when he first arrived at the grass house, which was even more helpful, and he stayed by her side under the pretext that he still had some hidden pain.

He went out to move, and saw that this place was secluded, the ground was flat, the two grass houses were very exquisite, and there was a kitchen at the bottom, surrounded by green bamboo, like a fence yard. Although the grass house is simple, but elegant and chic, it is indeed an excellent place for self-cultivation, there is a sense of "the room is a bad room, but I am Dexin", I can't help but chant a sentence: "The room is not big, the fragrance of flowers is not much." Cheng Ying heard Wan Er smile, and said in his heart, he actually has a bit of talent.

In addition to exchanging music and rhythm, Liu Weifeng also told some funny jokes to tease her, although Cheng Ying was quiet, her laughter was very low, or women in ancient times were like this, casually telling a joke like "I don't know you if I wear a vest", she laughed and trembled, but she didn't indulge, after all, she was cultivated.

The morning passed quietly. In the afternoon, the girl sat at the table and wrote, Liu Weifeng leaned over to look, but she said that the words were ugly and covered it from seeing. Liu Weifeng smiled and played Cheng Yingjiao's tune outside the door. She wrote for about an hour, Liu Weifeng saw her write one from the outside, out of her mind for a while, tore it off casually, and wrote another one, it always seemed that the writing was unsatisfactory, tearing it with the writing, look at this scene, and finally she sighed, stopped writing, and came out and asked: "What do you want to eat, I'll make it for you." ”

Liu Weifeng said: "Whatever, I'll go hunting and add a dish, hehe, by the way, let's see how the injury is recovering." ”

Cheng Ying advised: "You are injured, you should not run, so don't go." Liu Weifeng has already walked away, and said in his heart, there is no problem with the cave room at the moment, although he admires Cheng Ying in his heart, he feels that she is elegant and holy, and does not make vulgar jokes with her.

After Liu Weifeng walked away, he carried out a light inspection, and with his acumen for hunting, he quickly found a pheasant flock, threw stones to shoot one and took it away, and found a few straw mushrooms in the forest to pick, and his heart happened to make a northern dish: small pheasant stewed mushrooms. When he came back, he saw that Cheng Ying was busy in the kitchen, so he put away the loot and prepared to boil water to scald the chicken and remove its feathers.

Cheng Ying was greatly surprised, in ancient times, men were inferior to women, and there were few men in the family who cooked, so he let him go out and leave everything to her. Liu Weifeng had no choice but to retreat outside the kitchen and said with a smile: "Men and women are equal, my father used to cook a lot at home." Talking and laughing, I thought of my parents and was sad, so I went to blow the flute.

Cheng Ying is empathetic, it is not difficult to detect his homesickness, but he doesn't know his experience, his heart, maybe like himself, he is an orphan, and his heart is closer to him.

Liu Weifeng blew back to the house for a while, caught a glimpse of the waste paper in the frame, and said in his heart: "In the original book, when she rescued Yang Guo, she wrote 'Seeing a gentleman, Yunhu doesn't like it', but I don't know what words to write for myself." Suddenly curious, he immediately picked up a paper ball and opened it, only to see a few neat and beautiful block letters on the paper: "I don't like it when I see the gentleman"! That font is already very perfect in Liu Weifeng's eyes, if in her own time, she will definitely be able to reach the top level in the exam, but she is not satisfied?

Liu Weifeng thought to himself: "She also wrote 'Seeing the Gentleman', does this gentleman mean me?" But I don't know how she feels about herself, and I have to find a chance to try her. ”

Just thinking to himself, listening to the sound of footsteps coming from the kitchen, he hurriedly threw it back into a paper ball, and when Cheng Ying entered the house, he was already enjoying the scenery outside the window with his hands behind his back. Cheng Ying saw that his mood had eased, so he smiled at her, but he came to take the waste paper to the kitchen and burn it, probably afraid that Liu Weifeng would see it, but unfortunately she was a little later in consciousness, Liu Weifeng snickered.

Liu Weifeng picked up the small regular brush, thought about it, and wrote on the paper: "The most is the gentleness of the bowed head, like the shyness of a water lotus flower that is not better than the cool breeze. This modern poem in which Xu Zhimo praised the gentleness of Japanese girls, Liu Weifeng felt that it was appropriate to describe Cheng Ying, but "Shayang Nola" could not be added, first, Cheng Ying could not understand, and second, he was afraid that he would imagine Cheng Ying as the "teacher Cang" of the island country. When he was a child, his family enrolled him in a calligraphy class, and he had a wide range of hobbies, and his handwriting was also decent.

After lunch, Liu Weifeng paced for a walk, pretending to stretch his muscles and bones, Cheng Ying saw the words he wrote after cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, and after reading it, he picked it up and looked at it again, feeling that the words he wrote were the same as his flute sound, although it was completely different from his own style, but the artistic conception was beautiful, where did you know that there were modern poems? I saw that she couldn't put it down, and she was a little shy in her joy, but her expression under the mask couldn't be captured.

In the afternoon, Cheng Ying took the flute and blew it again. This time it was a song "Welcoming Cyclamen", which was the music of the guest and the host, and the tune was also graceful and graceful, and the guests were solemnly received. Liu Weifeng also asked her for an explanation, and after explaining, he said: "It turns out that you also wore a mask in the sound of the flute, and refused to reveal your heart. Cheng Ying hid in the house again.

In the early morning of the next day, the girl came in with breakfast, and saw Liu Weifeng wearing a mask on his face, and couldn't help but be stunned, and said with a smile: "Why are you wearing this thing too?" Liu Weifeng said: "If you refuse to show your true face, I will wear one." Cheng Ying said: "You ...... That's good too. After saying this, put down his breakfast and turned to go out. Liu Weifeng went out and asked, "Have you eaten?" Cheng Ying walked and replied, "Leave some in the kitchen, you can eat." She has always been embarrassed to eat at the same table with Liu Weifeng, and it is inconvenient for Liu Weifeng to follow her again.

In the morning, Liu Weifeng deliberately teased her and saw her thoughtful. told her the story of her own time, but changed it so that she could understand:

In a very peaceful and beautiful town, there are a pair of very loving lovers, who go to the beach every day to watch the sunrise and the sunset at night, and everyone who has seen them cast envious glances at them.

But one day, in an accident, the girl was unfortunately seriously injured, and she lay quietly on the hospital bed, not waking up for several days and nights. During the day, the boy stayed at the bedside and kept calling out to his unconscious lover; In the evening, he ran to the temple and prayed to God, but he had dried his tears.

A month had passed, and the girl was still asleep, and the boy was already emaciated, but he still struggled to hold on. Finally, one day, God was touched by this infatuated teenager. So he decided to make an exception for this persistent teenager. God asked him, "Will you give your life in exchange?" Without hesitation, the boy replied, "I do!" God said, "Well, I can wake your lover up quickly, but you will promise to be a dragonfly for three years, will you?" When the boy heard this, he replied firmly, "I do!" ”

When the day dawned, the boy had turned into a beautiful dragonfly, and he said goodbye to God and hurried to the infirmary. The girl was really awake, and she was still talking to a young man beside her, but unfortunately he couldn't hear it. A few days later, the girl recovered and was discharged from the hospital, but she was not happy. She inquired about the boy's whereabouts, but no one knew where the boy had gone. The girl kept looking for it all day long, but the boy who had already turned into a dragonfly was around her all the time, but he wouldn't shout, he wouldn't hug, he could only silently bear her ignorance.

Summer passed, the cool autumn breeze blew off the leaves, and the dragonflies had to leave the place. So he flew down on the girl's shoulder for the last time. He wanted to caress her face with his wings and kiss her forehead with his tiny mouth, but his weak body was not enough for her to notice.

In the blink of an eye, spring came, and the dragonflies couldn't wait to fly back in search of their lovers. However, beside her familiar figure stood a tall, handsome man, and at that moment, the dragonfly almost fell from mid-air. People talk about how sick the girl was after the car accident, how kind and lovely the young man was, how natural their love was, and of course how happy the girl was as happy as ever. Dragonfly was very sad, and for the next few days he would often see the man and his lover watching the sunrise on the seashore, and at night watching the sunset on the beach, and he himself could do nothing but occasionally perch on her shoulder.

The summer of this year was particularly long, and the dragonfly flew low in pain every day, and he no longer had the courage to approach his former lover. The murmur between her and the man, his and her happy laughter, choked him.

In the summer of the third year, Dragonfly stopped visiting her lover as often. Her shoulder was gently hugged by the man, and her face was gently kissed by the man, and she had no time to pay attention to a sad dragonfly, let alone be in the mood to miss the past.

God's promised three-year period is fast approaching. On the last day, Dragonfly's former lover and the man got married. The dragonfly flew quietly into the wedding hall and landed on the shoulders of the gods, and he heard the lovers below worship heaven and earth, and then walked into the cave room hand in arm. The dragonfly shed tears of sadness.

God sighed, "Do you regret it?" The dragonfly wiped away her tears: "No! Again, with a hint of joy, God said, "Then tomorrow you can be yourself again." Dragonfly shook her head: "Just let me be a dragonfly for the rest of my life......"

After the story was told, I saw Cheng Ying wiping tears through the mask, and Liu Weifeng asked, "Do you believe in fate?" Cheng Ying shook his head and said in a low voice: "I haven't thought about it, I don't know." ”

Liu Weifeng asked again: "Has the girl ever promised to marry someone?" "How can he not know? Deliberately affirm it so that you can make your position clear. He has a wish, and when he comes to this world, he wants to "Pudu" a few leftover women, lest someone wishfully come, and in the end "thousands of miles of stratus clouds, thousands of mountains and twilight snow, only the shadow goes to whom", in his inner words: Who makes himself kind? Cheng Ying is good-looking, meticulous as hair, and tender as water, of course, he is his favorite.

Cheng Ying lowered his head shyly, never thought that he was no more than two years older than him, but he asked this kind of question in person, only shook his head again, but did not answer.

Liu Weifeng laughed and said, "Then don't I have a chance!" Seeing that Cheng Ying was even more shy, she sang to herself in her heart: "The grass is green, the white fog is boundless, there is a beautiful woman, on the water side." The grass is green, the white mist is blurred, and there is a beautiful woman who lives by the water; I would like to swim upstream, snuggling up to her, but there is a dangerous shoal ahead, and the road is long and long; I'm willing to go downstream,...... The grass is green, the white fog is vast, and there is a beautiful woman, on the water side. The reason why he sings affectionate paragraphs, and the reason why he remembers the lyrics so completely, is because his mother likes this song "On the Water Side" the most, and he has learned it by himself.

The singing voice is clear and moving, Cheng Ying quietly listened to the beautiful melody, and carefully tasted the lyrics, and felt that the meaning of the words should come from "The Book of Songs: Pujia": "Pujia is pale, and the white dew is frost." The so-called Iraqi people are on the water side! Tracing back to it, the road is obstructive and long. Tracing from it, it is like being in the middle of the water. Thinking that the beauty in the song is himself, he listens to it with a warm face. I only feel that he is full of novelty in front of him, proud and righteous in big things, considerate in small things, and even willing to go to the kitchen, with a hearty personality and straightforward heart. Cheng Ying felt an indescribable feeling in her heart.

After dinner, Liu Weifeng said to Cheng Ying: "I am grateful for the careful care of the girl for the past few days!" Reading and learning calligraphy with you, playing the flute and playing the piano, talking and laughing, is really a great pleasure in life. I've healed from my wounds, and there's no reason to stay, so I'll take my leave tomorrow morning. ”

Cheng Ying was quite surprised, and could see the reluctance, but after a while, he pretended to be indifferent and said: "...... Oh...... Where does Liu Shaoxia plan to go? ”

"Me...... There are a lot of things, and I plan to do a career, whether it is successful or not, it is not in vain in this life. Of course, if you have a confidante to accompany you, you will be more motivated, hahaha. Cheng Yingcheng, who said something again, was embarrassed.

After Liu Weifeng returned to the house, Cheng Ying blew the jade flute outside, the wind was sad and resentful, and there was a bit of a bitter taste of parting. How could Liu Weifeng bear to leave her? I feel that Li Mochou will appear soon, I don't know the specific time, and I want to help in secret.