When Chen Yicong stepped into Bai Ling's courtyard again, it was still quiet as usual.

He exhaled, and the white cold mist dissipated into the air.

Finally back here.

He passed by the courtyard gate, and then by the osmanthus tree—last summer, he and Bai Yi toured north, and Bai Ling stayed here alone for a summer and an autumn.

By the time he returned from his northern tour, the girl he hadn't seen for nine months had already changed her appearance.

Perhaps in the past few years, Bai Ling has been changing every day, but it was only when they met again after a long time that Chen Yicong suddenly realized some differences.

He still remembers that in the late autumn of last year, he came back again, and Bai Ling was curled up in a wicker chair swing under the osmanthus tree for a nap.

At that time, the sparkling sunlight shone on her face through the layers of branches and leaves of the osmanthus tree.

There weren't many childlike parts of Bai Ling's body, but after he began to grow rapidly, the kind of youthfulness that belonged to a girl gradually emerged.

The originally round tail of the eye was slightly elongated, and the deer-like eyes added a few touches of shuddering edge;

The petite nose stood up, and the original innocence revealed a little melancholy;

And the girl's fingers ...... They are slender and fair, with a slight pink tinge near the knuckles and nails, which looks beautiful but weak.

This greenness made Chen Yicong a little frightened again-

Chen Yicong didn't know how to describe the change he saw, but he felt like he was standing next to a flower that was about to bloom.

He didn't know when the flower would bloom, which made him both pity and fear.

The autumn breeze carries the fragrance of flowers, and it blows so restlessly.

……

Chen Yicong rubbed his hands and stopped beside the empty swing under the osmanthus tree.

He looked around the courtyard - it was empty.

Since the beginning of winter, Bai Ling, who is afraid of the cold, has rarely been active in the yard, and even if Chen Yicong does not enter the main entrance, she can probably guess what she is doing.

It's nothing more than sitting at the table reading a book, lying on the bed and napping, or leaning against the window to embroider a purse.

Speaking of embroidered purses, Chen Yicong was particularly helpless, and he didn't know when it started, Bai Ling suddenly became interested in these needlework women.

After the two of them finished the day's lesson, Bai Ling took out a purse with a beast's head pattern and gave it to him, Chen Yicong was very excited, and he held the purse until dawn that night before falling asleep.

As a result, it didn't take long for him to find that Bai Yi also had a similar one on his body, and a few days later he found that Bai Shijun was also wearing it, and later found that even Zhao Qi had one hanging from his waist.

Chen Yicong realized in hindsight that Bai Ling had given her handmade purse to everyone around her - there were still many failed products in her room, and God knows how many she embroidered and how many she sent.

The boy was devastated and deeply annoyed by this for a while, and during that time he excused himself to be busy, and did not go to Bai Ling's courtyard for more than half a month in a row.

After waiting for half a month, Chen Yicong felt that the thoughts in his heart slightly suppressed his anger, and he couldn't help but run to someone's yard to say hello.

Bai Ling was reading a book at that time, but when he saw him coming, he put the book down and asked him with a smile, "Have you been busy lately?" ”

Looking at Bai Ling's smile, Chen Yicong felt mixed in his heart.

He suddenly realized that all the sourness he had forcibly endured in order to win Bai Ling's attention in the past half a month had not left any trace here.

So since that day, he has never done such a stupid thing, he listens to Bai Ling's lectures well, he writes the homework assigned well, and he comes to take a look at it when he misses it every day, and does not mention anything else for the time being.

He felt a lot better if he went with the flow—but not so much, so he often tried to make Bai Ling angry, at least when he was angry, her reaction would not be so dull.

It wasn't easy to off Bai Ling, as Bai Ling was always sharp enough to interrupt his train of thought before he even started messing around. But after getting along for a long time, Chen Yicong still mastered a little skill.

The joy of this incident is that Bai Ling often makes reflections that Chen Yicong did not expect after the fact, and she will solemnly say these reflections when she apologizes.

This not only makes Chen Yicong feel enlightened from time to time, but also makes him feel a kind of superficial happiness - he laughs at his own superficiality while being really happy.

So the young man's heart seemed to be divided into two halves, half rushing to the front and clumsily punching Wang Baquan, while the other half was observing himself and Bai Ling in secret.

As he slowly understood his feelings for Bai Ling, it became much easier than before to hide them.

All kinds of contradictions and joys gathered together and condensed into a hidden core in Chen Yicong's heart. Bai Ling's shadow appears and disappears in this core.

And when he won the court today, he couldn't wait to come and share the joy with Bai Ling.

When he pushed open the door of the inner room, he found that there was only Zhao Qi here.

Zhao Qi was obviously trapped by the stove in the house, but as soon as he saw Chen Yicong, he opened his eyes with a thrill.

"Emperor—"

Chen Yicong put his index finger to his mouth and motioned to Zhao Qi not to shout, so Zhao Qi's voice was abruptly cut off in the air.

Chen Yicong looked left and right and asked softly, "What about the Bailing people?" ”

Zhao Qi pointed to the door that led to the back room.

Chen Yicong frowned slightly, and with some curiosity, he walked through the main room and came to the patio in the back room—Bai Ling was indeed there.

She was holding a broken fan in her hand, and was squatting in front of the small stove and fanning the wind slowly.

The flames in the stove rose and fell with her movements, and on the stove was a small black iron kettle, and her eyes were unpredictable between light and dark.

Bai Ling heard footsteps and looked up.

"You're here." She whispered, "Is it the next court?" ”

"Hmm." Chen Yicong nodded.

"How?" Bai Ling casually placed the broken pu fan in his hand on the old wooden table beside him, "Is it smooth?" ”

Chen Yicong breathed a sigh of relief lightly, with an irrepressible smile on his face, "...... It went so well. ”

Bai Ling smiled, but did not seem surprised, and the spout of the small iron kettle was full of white mist, and Bai Ling carried it to the nearby table, where there was a teapot and four cups.

The teapot has been filled with tea leaves.

The water poured into it stirred up a burst of tea aroma.

Chen Yicong frowned and sniffed for a while, "...... Yuezhou Monkey Kui? ”

Bai Ling put down the iron kettle, moved the tea tube that was placed not far away and looked at it, and then sighed softly, "It's true!" ”

"Where did it come from?" Chen Yicong was a little curious - now that the New Year is approaching, the new tea of the year has been drunk, and the Houkui of the next year will have to wait until April, which is the time when the green and yellow are not available.

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