Zheng Qingyue followed Nangong Ruochen through the corridor and walked a short stone road, and what she walked into was a pale white arched door, and inside the door was a garden full of red maple trees.

Now it is summer, the leaves of the maple tree are still green, and the small leaves with big leaves are beautiful against each other, and I believe that more autumn will have a more unique flavor, and it is a beautiful scenery in autumn.

With the footsteps moving, Zheng Qingyue and Nangong Ruochen came to the inside of the garden, and a big lotus pond appeared in front of them, so big that it might as well be said to be a lake.

The lotus flowers in the lotus pond are in full bloom, people can smell the fragrance of the lotus flowers brought by the breeze before they get close, a faint fragrance makes people can't help but want to smell it again, a gust of wind blows through the lotus flowers and dances with the wind.

"Ahh What a beautiful lotus, 'out of the mud but not stained, clear ripples but not demons.' "The description couldn't be better" When I saw the lotus, Zheng Qingyue remembered the two best poems written by Zhou Dunyi (Ai Lian said) that described the lotus, and couldn't help blurting out.

"Well, does Yue'er like lotus flowers too?" Nangong Ruochen looked at Zheng Qingyue with a smile on her face at this time and asked;

"Uh... Yes, the lotus flowers are beautiful and holy, of course, but I like cherry blossoms even more. Could it be that the senior brother also likes lotus flowers? Zheng Qingyue: Yes

Nangong Ruochen's sudden name of 'Yue'er' was a little flattered. But I want to ask if we are so familiar?

"No, it's my mother who likes it." The sadness in Nangong Ruochen's eyes appeared again.

"Oh" Zheng Qingyue could see his sadness, but she didn't know how to comfort him. When she was thinking about what to say, Nangong Ruochen opened her mouth and said to her;

"Would you like to take a boat ride on the lotus pond?"

"If you want to think about it, of course you want to think about it" Zheng Qingyue nodded like a chicken pecking at it, boating or something.

"Silly girl, let's be happy to go like this, I'm not afraid of falling into the pool and being covered in mud." Nangong Ruochen smiled and touched Zheng Qingyue's little head, and pulled her to the shore of the lotus pond, where a small boat stopped, the boat was not big, just enough to seat two people.

"Come" Nangong Ruochen got on the boat and stood up first, and then stretched out his hand to Zheng Qingyue and pulled her up.

The weather was sunny and hot but not hot, and a gust of wind blew through the people on the boat, and it was cool for a while. In such a hot and not too hot weather, it is best for rafting, especially when three or two people are together, such as the two people in front of you.

The boat slowly sailed to the depths of the lotus, and Zheng Qingyue squatted down and sat in front of the boat with his back to Nangong Ruochen. Nangong Ruochen stroked rhythmically in the back, with a smile on the corner of her lips, and looked at the girl in front of her with full tenderness and doting in her eyes. The girl in front of her shouted excitedly and happily;

"Wow! It's such a big and beautiful lotus flower.,Eh.。。 If only you had a mobile phone, you would take a picture and take a note of this beautiful lotus."

"If you like it, take it off" Although I didn't understand the second half of what she said, I could see that she liked this flower, and he gave him whatever she liked, and let her take it off and take it away.

"Don't, if you take it off, you will desecrate its beauty, and if you like it, you have to take it off, so if you like the stars and the moon, do you also take it off?" Zheng Qingyue believes that the lotus should stand beautifully in the middle of the water, and it will not be beautiful when it is picked.

"Hehehe~~ Yue'er is right, let's not pick it up, but if Yue'er really likes the stars and the moon, I will definitely take it off for Yue'er" Nangong Ruochen's elegant and calm smile added to his handsomeness.