It can be seen that stepping on the lawn, dexterous butterflies fly between the legs, and small broken white flowers sway quietly.

Cold, elegant, and light, it is a house that cannot be drawn by imagination.

It's just that...

Why do you feel a little familiar?

Zhong San tilted his head, what kind of smile? In terms of the degree of explanation of his acting skills, and the world he has seen, it is not enough to support that he can see such a scene, okay?

It's the house where the golden libs live, and the house of Qing Shibo who just came out, are not the same style of painting at all, right?

It's clear that there's this. Although it is impossible to tell which dynasty is the product of the era, it can also be seen that the architectural style is completely different, and there is no association at all.

Except that they are all built on the earth and made of earth, wood and bricks, there is nothing to get close to at all, so why do you feel a little familiar from the bottom of your heart?

What kind of wind is this called in the end?

The mind is chaotic, and every step feels very familiar, but I can't think of where I've seen such a scene, even if it's put in the game, there is no way to easily re-show it, and even the person who draws the picture doesn't dare to draw a picture like this.

There are too many incredible and fresh things, and the general aesthetic is unimaginable, even if it is a professional architect, there is no way to design it so easily.

But the impression in my mind is the original familiarity, there seems to be a voice, close to myself, there is always a trace of vague breath, wrapped around me, there seems to be a familiarity gently approaching, but there is no way to think of what is in my mind.

"Three years? How? ”

"Nope." Zhong Sanxian shook his head quickly, hiding the strange emotions in his heart.

Leng Qiuhan seemed to have a different kind of emotion flashing in admiration, and he didn't say any words, he hung down slightly, and his head seemed to have a trace of disappointment, but he quickly swallowed it back.

Pressed on the blade of grass, slowly squeezing, it seems that the taste of some grass quietly wraps around the tip of the nose, and the fragrance of flowers flutters in front of you, but you can't smell what kind of flower it is.

Zhong Sannian looked up, the peach blossoms that had withered in the distance were particularly conspicuous among the atoms, and he was bitterly separated from the center of the original road, and the ladder of the tree trunk was extremely huge, so that he could imagine the appearance of the petals that were once in full bloom.

It has always contaminated the whole garden, like a gorgeous lid shrouded above, and with the season when the flowers fall and bloom, it is gently sprinkled to every corner, flowing out along the stream, quietly entwining the weak peach blossoms, and the fragrance is also contaminated in the mind.

Thinking like this, but unconsciously interesting scenes, flashing in front of me are extremely strange, even if it is imagination, but there is no such abundant time.

It seems as if I've really seen it with my own eyes, but I feel a little helpless when I think about it, I have too few opportunities to go out, how can I have the opportunity to see the peach blossoms full of trees.

Manifested in his mind, there seems to be something quietly moving, but there is no reason at all, he has never seen, he has come, he can understand, he has never understood where his position is, at this time there will be no other imagination, only feel that he is attracted by such a beautiful scenery, unconsciously have some associations.

It's always been so ordinary, and the psychology is a familiar feeling, and it's close to this side of the traction.

"Coming here, it's my old friend, the former study."

Zhong Sannian followed his figure and looked forward, the moon-white figure stepped into the door, and the footsteps followed, and he always felt that it was interesting, but he also followed the other party's path.

It seems a little strange to go to the people's study, after all, there is no consent from the master, just a thought, I am afraid that the owner's family has no way to agree, and now follow Leng Qiuhan over, just listen to what he said.

The pen, ink, paper, and inkstones are neatly arranged, and the fragrance of books is still swaying at this time.

Zhong Sannian subconsciously looked at a gable, but couldn't help but feel cold, the bare wall seemed to be missing something, but what was missing, the whole courtyard was fresh and elegant, there was no decoration on the wall, it was also right, should they hang two paintings?

But...

It seems that there really should be a picture on this wall.

It's best to hang a picture of a character.

Wait, why do you have such thoughts? Where did the point of view come from, it is excellent for people to pat it in vain, even if it is hung up to put a portrait of a character without face, this is a bit abrupt, why is there so much cranky thinking in my mind suddenly?

Could it be that after such a long time of tossing, the nerves in my brain have been loosened, can't it?

Zhong Sannian quietly raised his hand, rubbed his cheeks, and subconsciously glanced at it again.

I was really a little helpless with such an attitude towards myself, and I turned my head to look at Leng Qiuhan vigorously, but I saw that he was also looking at himself in the same way, deep and resistant to the conspiracy in his eyes, and he didn't know who he was looking at, but his mood suddenly beat at that moment, and it didn't seem to be like he was looking at someone through himself with perfume.

It's too weirdly clear, how can there be such a look?

Don't wait, wait, there will indeed be, after all, he is the reincarnation of his former friend, and maybe he had some grievances a few years ago.

Now it's all over again.

Reacquaintance,For yourself is also under the emotional value of that friend.,Naturally, there will be a feeling of nostalgia in it.,There's nothing too abrupt.,It's reasonable to think about it, isn't it?

The reason that came out of my mind was too normal, but in my heart, there seemed to be something awkward in my heart, and there was no way to get by.

It's just in the midst of this...

But I don't know what kind of relationship it is, and it's too awkward on the outside, and I feel a little strange, but it's because it's strange but it's too natural.

Leng Qiuhan said: "That place originally had a picture of a beautiful woman, but now I can't find that person." ”

"Huh?"

Zhong San was stunned.

If you think about it casually, you can really imagine it.

Leng Qiuhan turned his head and said: "My former friend and I have been together here for many years, and the relationship has always been good, if not... If it weren't for the departure, we would have been here in the future. ”

Zhong opened his mouth for a long time, but he couldn't say anything, and he couldn't even see his expression at this time.

It's just that in that atmosphere, I felt a moment of sadness, and I came and wrapped it around my throat, and I was even a little moved.

It's as if it's turned into a shackle.

The shackles have a hook, slowly seeping into the heart, the chasing dust, hooking up the heaviest chain in the heart, in order to pull upward, it seems that in the most dusty position, interesting things are being pulled up in chaos, what it is, even I can't know.

"Sometimes, I miss my former friends very much..."Leng Qiuhan swallowed some words in his throat.

Zhong Sannian took a step forward, raised his hand to understand that he hadn't touched the other party, slowly took it back, retreated silently, and returned to his original position.

That's it. It's good to keep your distance inside, and there are some things that you can't say or participate in.

Many years ago, or even hundreds of years ago, what does the relationship have to do with me, at this time, there is no involvement, even if you are really involved, how can you really integrate into it?

Even if he can stand in this position now, he is a diamond of his former friend, maybe only for a short time, but the other party also remembers it in his heart, not because he cares about three years, but because he cares about the person who used to be himself at this time is just a symbol of nostalgia, without any other meaning.

Leng Qiuhan turned around and said, "Let's go to the lake." ”

"It's fine."

The lake is not far away, but a small lake in the middle of this huge mansion, with a positive smile, and there is a flow of water in this garden.

It is living water, which has been flowing for thousands of years, and there are already traces of time on the edges around it, and looking at the smooth stone that has been beaten by water, my eyes can't help but be a little trance.

On top of this, there should have been an extremely lovely landscape.

The carving on this small stone is extremely complicated, and several processes have been wasted.

Such a thought suddenly flashed in his mind, and he picked up a stone with his hand, and felt a little sorry that there was no way to see the carved face on it.

Fingers touched the smooth surface, as if they could see a subtlety through the time it passed.

Finished!

Zhong San was stunned.

She's crazy! It's definitely too much of a thing, and I'm going to have a mental problem when I get hit.

I can't afford to pay for a psychiatrist, is there a tutorial on the Internet that can help me adjust it?

If not, what will we do in the future?

I don't have a family business like Taoyuan, I'm afraid there is no way to continue my studies, right?

Zhong Sansan's eyes were hooked, and he couldn't help but feel a little straight when he looked at the water flowing behind him, even if there was a little scene in his mind at this time.

There seem to be a few small splashes of water, jumping quickly.

If you look closely, there is no splash of water, only the quiet breeze blows a few ripples, pushing forward with the traces of the water.

Dazzling, is it dazzling?

Zhong Sansan's hands trembled a little, and he raised it to cover his eyes.