The wind of public opinion began to change again, and they did not want to believe that such talented people could be canaries and playthings of rich people, and finally everyone began to pay attention to the clarification statement that no one paid attention to.

"Nannan, everyone knows the truth, and they all choose to believe you." Midsummer looked at the comments on the Internet and read them ecstatically, she wanted to make Nanfeng happy.

"Is the truth they know really the truth? They don't want to know the truth at all, they don't care about me at all, they just like the characters, the geniuses who have been frustrated and framed finally come back together, who doesn't like such inspirational stories. "Nanfeng's eyes that see through everything hit Midsummer's body, but now that he is blind, he sees people much more accurately, and his heart is as transparent as a mirror.

"Don't think like that, you see that this is the clear self-purification, and sooner or later someone will believe the truth in what we haven't done." Midsummer didn't think that what Nanfeng said must be right, she felt that Nanfeng was too sad.

"Don't put life and life above the public, the public's tastes are changing every day, no one can escape the public's affection, water can carry a boat and sink a boat."

As he spoke, he reached out and touched the sunflowers that were close at hand, and he could feel by touch that these flowers were well cared for by midsummer, and the flowers were in full bloom.

"You've taken good care of this flower."

The corners of his mouth turned into a faint smile, and he didn't know what was wrong, as long as he stayed with Midsummer, he would feel that the whole world would become warmer.

"Aren't you also well taken care of by me? Reach out, it's time to wash your hands and eat. ”

Midsummer picked up a piece of cloth and carefully wiped Nanfeng's hands.

"I've wronged you."

Nanfeng said and explored in the air again, finally hugging Midsummer.

"What grievances are not wronged, don't move, I know that my cooking is not delicious, so don't dislike it."

Sheng Xia never felt wronged, as long as he could stay by Nanfeng's side, everything was good, it was good to take care of him, everything about him was good.

The hot meal entered the mouth, and it was still unsatisfactory, but the south wind still ate calmly and relished.

"Is it delicious? I'll try it too, I'll be attached to you first. "In the middle of summer, when I saw the south wind eating with relish, I couldn't help but want to eat it and taste my own craftsmanship.

"Don't do it." Nanfeng reacted and hurriedly said no, but he said that he didn't want midsummer, but he wanted it.

Soon Midsummer regretted it, she covered her mouth and threw it out while holding the toilet.

"You ate so deliciously, I thought it was delicious, but it turned out to be so unpalatable, I wronged you."

Midsummer popped out of Nanfeng's body, she really didn't understand what was so unpalatable, Nanfeng actually showed that it was so delicious, the man was really a liar.

"Actually, I still think it's delicious, I like it, some of it is good, and I'm not a picky eater." Nanfeng got up and returned to the dinner table, saying that he didn't waste food, but continued to eat food.

Midsummer turned to look at Nanfeng's computer and began to look at Vienna Baidu Encyclopedia on the computer, her eyes blazing already explained something.

"Su Xiao, she ......" Sheng Xia muttered, she still wants to change Su Xiao, she doesn't like the current Su Xiao, the Su Xiao she likes is the one before.

She thinks that everyone's life trajectory shouldn't be so biased, obviously everyone has gone to have a good life, but why should everyone become hated?

Nanfeng has become an autistic iceberg man, and Su Xiao has become a scumbag girl who is loved by everyone, but are they really happy?

Midsummer obviously saw that they were not happy at all, this was not everyone's intention at all.

"What are you doing? There was no sound for a long time, and I couldn't see you, and I was afraid of you leaving. "Nanfeng couldn't hear the sound of midsummer for a long time, so he naturally began to worry again.

"I'm still here, who will take care of you if I leave, I just want to travel." Midsummer turned her head to look at Nanfeng and said, there was anticipation in her eyes, but she knew that Nanfeng was so busy that there was probably no way to accompany her to Vienna.

"Where are you going?"

Nanfeng asked casually, but he had an idea in his heart.

"Vienna."

The south wind was silent, probably wanting to surprise Midsummer.

The phone started ringing, and Midsummer hurried to hand the phone to Nanfeng.

"Hey." The south wind responded.

"Nanfeng, school is going to be closed soon, and I decided to take you for a walk." The person who spoke was the professor, and he was still guilty, intending to let Nanfeng see the outside world.

"No need, someone is with me." The corners of Nanfeng's mouth lightly crossed a good-looking arc, and he was in a good mood.

"Okay then, you have to take care of yourself by yourself." The professor had no choice but to follow the wishes of the south wind, after all, no one could change what the kid had made up his mind about.

Nanfeng hung up the phone.

"Nanfeng, what did you just say? Tell me, you just laughed again, are you happy? ”

Midsummer held his chin and shook his little head in confusion.

"Nope." Nanfeng just didn't tell Midsummer, he wanted to give a surprise.

The idea of the south wind is to travel with Midsummer, probably to the Vienna that Midsummer said.

"Forget it, if you don't tell me, don't tell me."

Midsummer's hand swept over their smiling faces on the wedding photos, and time flew by and I didn't expect that the wedding photos had become posthumous photos.

"Help me get a paintbrush and paper in the middle of summer, I'm in a good mood today and want to paint." Nanfeng called the middle of summer that was still in a daze, he took the brush and paper, and began to depict and outline his inner world.

This time it's painted: sunflowers.

Sunflowers bloom in the sun, bloom on the canvas, and the sunflowers born to the sun are vibrant.

Some people say that the work is the author's way of expressing his thoughts, and perhaps the withered sunflower in Nanfeng's heart is blooming again.

"I guess I can sell it for a good price."

Nanfeng put down his pen with confidence, he was very confident in his paintings.

"Why sell it? Look at how beautiful this is, I like it, you must like it too, right? Why sell it? Why do you keep selling paintings lately? I don't understand you. ”

In the middle of summer, I looked at the beautiful paintings, but I didn't understand why they were sold.

"Don't divulge the secrets, you'll know when the time comes."

Nanfeng sold the guanzi, his hand began to explore in the air again, touched the head of Midsummer in a doll costume and patted it.

"If you don't say it, you won't say it! Don't keep slapping me on the head, I'm not tall. ”

Midsummer shook her head to escape the fate of being slapped on the head by the south wind, she didn't know how many times she was slapped on the head by the south wind, and the devil knew why this man liked to be close to her so much.

"I'm going to shoot, if you don't I'm going to shoot, slightly-" Nanfeng stuck out his tongue and grimaced, and his hand couldn't finish and patted Midsummer's head quickly.

The two of them were fighting like this.

Time ticked to night, and in midsummer, he wore a doll costume and pushed the south wind out to breathe.

"Now there are one, two, three, four countless stars in the sky, all of them are silver, gradually converging into a sea of stars, and there is a round moon hanging in the sky, which is very beautiful."

Midsummer looked at the endless black sky and said, she experienced using her own scarce words to paint a beautiful scene, tomorrow and tomorrow there is nothing, but she can't bear to tell the south wind the truth.

"Hmm......" Nanfeng closed his eyes, and indeed a large number of stars appeared in front of him, and they converged into a galaxy, followed by a silver moon hanging in the sky.

In the middle of summer, she can't see many beautiful scenery, but she always pretends that there is indeed such a beautiful scenery and says it, maybe people feel the beauty of the world more and love the world more.

"Xia Xia, let me ask you a question."

Nanfeng opened his eyes, and it was still endless darkness, he was used to the darkness, but he still felt warmth.

"You say."

"I wonder if you're going to leave me?"

Nanfeng vaguely sensed something, he had seen a monk in a robe in his dream last night, the monk said......

"No, you see that we have crossed the distance between life and death, even if one day my soul disappears, it doesn't matter, you must know that Midsummer likes the south wind the most, and it will always accompany the south wind."

Midsummer knows that people and ghosts have different paths, and knows that she may have to go to reincarnation one day and must disappear completely, but she still has to tell Nanfeng that she has always been there, until everyone in the world, including Nanfeng, knows that there is no Midsummer in this world.

"I see."

Nanfeng lowered his head, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was a little bitter.

That night.

"Donor, the poor monk is here just to remind the donor, don't be obsessed with people and ghosts."

The monk knocked on the wooden fish in his hand, muttering words in his mouth, and his fairy wind bones were not stumped by the emotions of the human world at a glance.

"Humans and ghosts have different paths......

Nanfeng felt a sigh of relief, he bit his lip and didn't know what he was thinking, how could he not know that sooner or later he would be separated, he just didn't want to be so soon.

"I originally wanted to overtake her, but her obsession with this world is too deep, I can't overtake her, people's memories are limited, sooner or later one day you will forget her, it's better to send her to reincarnation as soon as possible."

The high monk continued to speak, but he didn't care about Nanfeng's ugly face, he knew that the feelings of this world were inseparable, but it didn't prevent him from being indifferent as an outsider.

"But I don't want to, I've already lost her, I don't want to lose it again." Nanfeng raised his head and clenched his fists, he didn't want to lose her.

"The later you overtake, the harder it becomes, and when you die, what will she do? Still wandering the world looking for you? You are afraid of loneliness and want to keep her by your side, but the life span of people is limited, and ghosts are infinite, do you want to keep her lonely for thousands of years? Since the monk is a monk, he is naturally inferior to a mortal, and he said it to the point.

"This ......," he moved.

"Donor, I just came to you to ask you to help, I need you too much, if you don't help, then she can wander around the world."

"If she goes to reincarnation, can I still meet her?" Nanfeng raised his head and asked, his eyes were red, and although he was reluctant to give up, he couldn't leave the pain to the person he loved the most.

"If there is an afterlife, it might." The monk didn't know, but he still said that it was possible, probably because he didn't want to break the dream of the south wind.

"So how?" Nanfeng asked again, the fist in his hand became tighter and tighter, although he was unwilling, he still had to let her go.

"Make her wish come true and let her leave with peace of mind."

After the monk finished speaking, he left in the clouds.

Leaving Nanfeng alone, he was lost.

Nanfeng would do the same dream every day, and he knew it was a reminder to him.

"What is your wish in the middle of summer?"

"I want to think about it......"

Midsummer wrote a long list of them on paper, but she still didn't finish it.

"There's no hurry."