One hundred and ninety-seven chapters

The fragrant smell lingers around the tip of the nose, and the smell of peach blossoms wafts slowly.

Playful petals sweep in the breeze. A whirlpool was made in the air, and the unique lines of the peach blossoms were drawn, and the naughty petals were all blown away by the swaying of the wind.

Coincidentally, it fell between Su Bairan's eyebrows.

The beautiful eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and Su Bairan stretched out his hand blankly, and before he was willing to open his eyelids, he only touched his face casually.

I saw an arc touching each room, and a clever man jumped.

"I'll go!"

Su Bairan hurriedly jumped up and knocked on a peach petal in his hand, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"I thought it was! Feelings are just petals, and they really scare me. ”

After all, no matter how good the environment is in the barren mountains and wilderness, it is inevitable that you still have to be careful, and there will be some mosquitoes.

The point that landed on the center of the eyebrows was still thinking about what kind of scary bug, but I didn't expect it to be a petal, falling with the breeze.

Su Bairan's fingers gently pinched the peach blossom, and it seemed that he had said something.

Speaking of which, I tried my best to run out, and I made up a reason casually, so the doctor brought me a peach blossom, but now the flowers and leaves have long fallen, and only dry branches remain.

I have been staying by my side, but I don't know what the use of staying is and what I can do if I keep it.

Su Bairan saw that he gently pinched the petals of the flower, and the petals were fragile.

The soft and glutinous fingertips were cut open in an instant, like a thin stream of water, flowing between the lines of the fingertips, slowly revealing some traces, gradually climbing along the fingerprints, and slowly filling his network.

Dotted with eyes, the eyelids covered the slight emotions exposed between the eyes, and in an instant, that thought was imprinted fiercely, but it was difficult to tell what kind of mood it was, but it was just a moment of heartache, and with the wind flowing, I had never really experienced such a thought tradition.

I can't really face it now.

It's just a blink of an eye, it was wrong at the beginning, and now it's naturally unfathomable, and the heartbeat of a lifetime is like a joke about the little daughter, but it's just a sudden nonsense.

Su Bairan shook his head lightly and threw out that thought.

Connect with the tempting self and go away with the wind.

She stood up and looked into the distance, stepped over the crisp lawn and squeezed away little by little, followed the detour of the lawn, and walked in the direction of the door, in the direction where the petals floated.

The fingertips deducted the majestic door, and opened a slight gap.

There seemed to be some traces of personnel on the outside, and the rut marks that walked down still left a faint mark.

Su Bairan opened the door with some curiosity and knocked, facing some bags on the side of the wall, tidying up a little, and saw the number of fresh dishes and some bags of oily noodles.

"Oh! That's what I need to survive, right? ”

The petals that had been soaked were put into the sleeves of his shirt, as if he was unwilling to discard that attachment to his thoughts.

Su Bairan dragged those vegetables to the door with great effort.

I don't care about the image of the problem, after all, it is my own life needs, how to talk about it, I still have to prepare it.

It's not a problem to always leave it outside.

But...

The Su family, or his cheap father, will be too sincere.

said that the things that were prepared in a few days weighed more than a dozen catties.

How can I say it, Su Bairan also thinks that she is a weak woman, is it in their eyes that a person can afford rice and noodles, and can move more than a dozen catties of vegetables into it at will?

Wait a minute......

For some reason, it seems that something is pressing on his shoulders, showing his true character in vain.

Su Bairan fell into an eerie silence carrying a bag of rice, narrowing his eyes slightly, and even his steps were a little heavy.

Did you expose something?

For example, the weak and poor little guy has now become a person who can carry rice into the garden casually, can his image still exist from the side?

What do you look like in the eyes of others?

Why do you feel a little different from your own positioning?

Is it a delusion? It must be an illusion, there will be no other problems, it must be that I think too much.

They just didn't notice for a while, and forgot to call one more person to help them move things in, it must be like this, not that they think I could do it by myself, right?

Ha ha... Why is it so good to be self-deceptive?

Su Bairan silently covered his eyes, and a weak breath slowly rose, and he knocked his head gently, but he was irritable again.

It's hard to say clearly, what kind of preparation I have, but the taste of carrying rice is really not so pleasant.

I even felt some strange eyes wandering, and the strange eyes in that moment were unimaginable.

turned to look but didn't see any figure, just a moment of his own heart.

Silently poured into the yard a few times, looking at the vegetables piled together, like a hill, it was really a little headache.

"Father! Have you ever considered that I'm just a simple and weak girl! ”

Su Bairan rolled up his sleeves and looked at the vegetables up and down, most of them were piled up in bulk over there and there were no corresponding bags, if they were really moved, it would indeed be a little headache and troublesome.

I stretched out my hand and grabbed it, but I couldn't keep it too much, so I carried it into the garden little by little, and then I will talk about it.

The vegetables were very fresh, and even there was some dew on the edges, and when they were held in their arms, they were instantly stained on the clothes, and they spread out cleanly, and there was no trace of soil, but they were slowly spread with a little water stain.

Su Bairan hugged with a little disgust, even if there were many complaints in his heart, he still had to do what he had to do.

Wet stained on clothes, it's really a little annoying.

"This... Miss Sue? ”

A familiar voice sounded not far away, and Su Bairan turned around with a slight puzzlement.

I only saw a beautiful boy standing in the distance, dressed in white and blue clothes, all of which were very transparent.

With a handsome face, holding a folding fan in his hand, he shook the hanging jade pendant, which was luxurious when he was gentle.

What a familiar look.

"Cold... Childe. ”

Su Bairan: Memories are not as good as I imagined.