He stood up and stretched out his slender and good-looking hand to the girl: "Are you going to go for a walk on the beach?" Now the wind is nice and the scenery is good. "Of course, it's better to have you.

The girl blinked, smiled and nodded.

Feet on the soft sand, the salty and wet smell of the sea water blows in the wind, and the waves bloom on the shore one by one, leaving a bubble like snowflakes. The beauty of the flow washes the soul, as if time has stood still.

Zixu kept walking beside the girl, looking at the top of the girl's hair with gentle eyes, and his hand unconsciously wanted to brush the flying hair, but halfway through, he took it back.

If, tomorrow he will forget her, is he entitled to like her?

He stood, not following the girl again, just looking at her back, watching the white skirt swirl around her legs.

He remembered the morning when she came down from the mountain, and she walked slowly towards him.

"The grass on the mountain is moving, the leaves on the trees are moving, my heart is moving, is it also the wind blowing?" He muttered.

To this day, he could still feel the tremors in his fingertips.

At this time, Wu Wu had already noticed that Zixu had not followed, and walked back in confusion.

When she got closer, she saw the wooden look on the man's face, touched his forehead with her hand, and frowned: "Are you uncomfortable?" ”

The man heard the girl's concerned voice and suddenly came back to his senses and grabbed her hand just as she was about to withdraw it.

His voice was low: "Well, it seems to be sick." "What should I do if I have a disease about you that can't be cured?

Carefree touched his palm, trying to feel his temperature. However, the feeling of skin touching it felt like it tickled his heart.

Zixu pursed her lips, my girl, why do you tell me not to like you?

He suddenly smiled, like a peach blossom in March: "Just kidding, not sick." "I don't want you to worry, I just want you to be happy.

Worry-free is also relieved, she still wants him to help, how can it be good to get sick? The most important thing is that she still needs him to solve her meal!! As a conscious cook, how can you get sick!!

The two returned to the White Tower, Zixu prepared some snacks for worry-free, and then, one stayed in the bathroom for a long time.

Carefree was surprised, she had finished eating, and this person hadn't finished washing yet.

The girl pouted, sat crooked on the bed and waited, and after a while, fell asleep.

Zixu came out and saw that the girl was asleep, so he walked lightly to the bed, and gently helped her take off her shoes and cover the quilt.

Then, he lay on his side on the bed, looking at the girl's quiet sleeping face with a complicated expression.

In fact, just now he was in the bathroom, on his chest, writing some little things about her.

[She likes to eat, and she is also hungry easily, so don't read books and forget the time. 】

[She said that the scenery on the mountain is very beautiful, you can take her to see more.] 】

[That white dress, she looks good in it.] 】

【……】

And, in a word:

If you forget her, please remember that you like her. 】

Zixu is afraid that he will forget her, but if being afraid does not prevent forgetting, then he can only remember her in this way.

He closed his eyes.

In the dream, he was back on the hill, and the girl was wearing a white dress and walking towards him.

"Yesterday, you came to see me, today, you came to see me, tomorrow, you will come to see me, right?" The man gently rubbed the girl's cheeks, and the soft hair blown by the gentle wind seemed to be dancing happily on top of her head.

He laughed like a big fool of two hundred pounds.