Li Changbo looked at Fu Shiyi's strange expression, and couldn't help frowning for a long time and asked, "What is Little Lady Fu thinking?" ”

Fu Shiyi accidentally said one by one: "I'm just thinking, there are so many young writers in Shudi......"

Li Changbo's heart was alarmed, and then he immediately said: "I can also write poems." ”

Fu Shiyi was planned Xiao Xiang, but he didn't react too much: "Huh? ”

Li Changbo solemnly said: "I can also compose poetry." You can do whatever the little lady wants. ”

Fu Shiyi understood this, and immediately shook his head: "No, no, no, I don't have anything I want." Haha, just casually, casually—"

She couldn't help but think: But why does Li County Ling care so much?

But soon she didn't have time to think about it - the trail was steep, and it was really hard to climb.

Fu Shiyi gasped like a cow, and couldn't help but look sideways at Li Changbo: "Why isn't Li County Ling tired at all?" ”

Li Changbo smiled shyly: "I also have to practice at home." ”

Fu Shi 1: ...... Forget that. Li Xianling is not a powerless scholar. People are the literary, martial, double, and complete of the Eight Classics!

Fu Shiyi suddenly regretted his decision to follow Li Changbo up the mountain.

Then, with a sigh, she looked at the endless mountain road and climbed hard.

It was getting darker a little.

Fang Liang lit a lantern next to him.

The sedan chair bearer was used to this road, so he had already carried Mrs. Du up in one go, but Fu Shiyi dragged himself back.

Fu Shiyi felt that his legs were like lead, and he couldn't lift them.

When his feet slipped again and almost stepped on the air, Li Changbo stretched out his hand in time and held Fu Shiyi's arm steadily: "There are more than ten steps, I'll pull Fu Xiaoniang." It's dark and you can't see clearly, in case you fall, it's not a joke. ”

Fu Shiyi didn't have the strength to think about whether men and women would kiss or not, so he let Li Changbo drag him, and he fell backwards with a dead face, and let Li Changbo drag her up - this is more effortless.

Li Changbo just chuckled in the dark, but as if he didn't feel it, he still pulled Fu Shiyi up.

Fu Shiyi was almost blushing by this chuckle.

Fang Liang quietly turned his head, feeling that he clearly heard the doting from Lang Jun's laughter, so much so that his heart couldn't help but flutter and flutter: Oh, it really makes people feel both sour and sweet, a little tired and hope that the two of them will get closer!

The master of the Taoist temple doesn't know how long he has been waiting.

At this time, when he saw the three of them, he came up to salute: "Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable." ”

Li Changbo also returned the salute: "Dao Chief." ”

The viewer greeted with a smile: "The food is going to be cold, why don't you go and eat first?" ”

It's all here, Fu Shiyi is not in a hurry to see people, so he just goes to eat first - mainly because he is really hungry.

The little snack I ate in the carriage was completely digested.

However, the vegetarian food of the Taoist temple is really good, even if it is light and light, there is no taste, but the dishes are all on the mountain, very fresh, and very delicious.

The main thing, of course, is hunger.

Fu Shiyi ate two bowls of rice alone, which provoked Mrs. Du to eat half a bowl more, and in the end, it was Li Changbo who persuaded them.

However, even so, Fu Shiyi was able to bear it.

Mrs. Du waved her hand: "You go and eat less." I drank tea for a while and chanted sutras. ”

Li Changbo really wanted to take Fu Shiyi for a walk, but seeing Fu Shiyi's sleepy and spiritless appearance, he deliberately tempted her: "Little lady Fu doesn't want to see fireflies?" ”

Fu Shiyi perked up: "Is there in the mountains?" ”

"Hmm." Li Changbo chuckled, carrying a lantern, in a trance, he was a bit like a mountain ghost between the mountains and rivers, beautiful like a seductive goblin.

Fu Shiyi was involuntarily confused, and even forgot about his difficulties, and followed Li Changbo away.

The fireflies on the mountain, by July, were much less.

But those little twinkling green dots dotted light among the grass and trees, and the scenery was still beautiful like a dream.

Fu Shiyi looked a little stupid, and he was satisfied with a "wow" after a long time.

It's just that even this wow, I deliberately lowered my voice, for fear of disturbing the beauty of this scene.

Li Changbo looked at Fu Shiyi like that, and the smile on the corner of his mouth never stopped.

He sat down casually on the steps and put the scent of the smoked mosquito beside him. He beckoned Fu Shiyi to sit down: "It's cooler at night, and there's nothing to do, just take a look." ”

Fu Shiyi also sat down and sighed with satisfaction: "It's really good-looking." No wonder so many people like to watch fireflies. ”

Light Luo small fan fluttering fireflies.

Just thinking about such a poem, you can feel the poetic beauty in it.

Fu Shiyi looked down at his hand: Well, there is no small fan. But he had a scalpel on him.

She chuckled under her breath, feeling that she had completely lost her life to that kind of poetry.

Li Changbo couldn't help but ask her: "What did Little Lady Fu think?" ”

Fu Shiyi grabbed a blade of grass at random, then bit it, and fell back indifferently, looking at the brilliant stars in the sky unscrupulously, and said what he thought just now.

Li Changbo thought for a moment, learned the way of Fu Shiyi, and leaned back, and smiled: "But people live for a lifetime, and poetry and painting are not suitable for eating." The little lady will do it, and others can't even imitate it. ”

Poetic and simple.

But to live such a leisurely life, it is difficult to have a taste.

He looked sideways at Fu Shiyi very seriously, looked at the side face, and said softly: "Little lady Fu doesn't have to be presumptuous. Fu Xiaoniang's poetry and painting, those who understand will naturally understand. ”

Literary crepe, delicate and weak does not mean poetic and picturesque.

The poetry of the little lady is just expressed in a different way.

Fu Shi couldn't help but chuckle when he heard his suddenly serious tone: "Okay." Then I won't be presumptuous. Li Xianling said that I have a sense of poetry, so I think I must have it. ”

After a pause, he suddenly couldn't help but want to ask him: Did Li County Ling understand this kind of poetry and painting?

But this is a little shameful to ask, and Fu Shiyi is still embarrassed in the end.

The stars in the sky were bright, and the fireflies flickered beside him, Fu Shiyi was dazzled by the beautiful scenery, and quietly glanced at Li Changbo's prosperous beauty, feeling extremely satisfied.

Life is so beautiful!

Li Changbo also secretly glanced at Fu Shiyi's slightly smiling face, and his heart was extremely peaceful: if he becomes a family in the future, in the summer, he will bring Fu Xiaoniang and his grandmother to the mountains, have nothing to do on weekdays, cook, and watch a star and a firefly together at night......

Li Changbo suddenly felt that in this life, it seems that there is nothing more to ask for. That's it, it's good.

So he asked: "If the little lady Fu gets married in the future, will she watch the fireflies with her husband?" ”