Chapter 21 The beautiful willow wind

"In the heart of the low, tactful, lingering."

Ling Yue stretched out his face in front of Lin Yawen, took out a lollipop from behind his back, and handed it to Lin Yawen. Lin Yawen deliberately pouted and said, "Don't eat!" After hearing this, Ling Yue deliberately took the lollipop back, Lin Yawen suddenly reached out and snatched the lollipop over, and then made a grimace at Ling Yue.

It was a lollipop wrapped in light blue celle, and through the cellophane, Lin Yawen could smell the sweet orange smell, just like the sun on an early autumn afternoon, which made people can't help but be fascinated.

Lin Yawen took this lollipop and walked out of the classroom side by side with Ling Yue. At that time, it was early winter, and in the evening, the sky was dark, and the cold wind swirled along the ground, rolling the fine leaves on the ground, and making circles on the ground.

"Hey, wait a minute, I'......" Ling Yue shouted loudly when he saw Lin Yawen running towards the school gate on his bicycle quickly, so he opened the bicycle lock. Lin Yawen glanced back at him with a smile, and then ran towards the school gate with a smile.

After an emergency brake sound, Lin Yawen hurriedly got off the bicycle saddle in fright, propped his legs on the ground, panting heavily, and looked at the young man in front of him.

I saw Mu Zi'an holding the handlebar with both hands and standing in front of Lin Yawen with a smile. This is the first time that Lin Yawen has been so close to Mu Zi'an, and it is also the first time to see Mu Zi'an so seriously. Compared to Ling Yue, he was taller and his back was thicker. His face is a typical Chinese character face, with raised eyebrows, handsome eyebrows, and dark and thick eyebrows. Although the whole person looks a little uninhibited, his eyes are like all teenagers, clear, spirited, and a little bit of warmth. Yes, warm, like a pool of lake water in the early summer sun.

If Ling Yue is more delicate, then Mu Zi'an should be called: Sunshine.

Lin Yawen was stunned for a while, then reached out and slapped his arm, and Mu Zi'an put his hands down.

"What are you doing, scared to death!" Lin Yawen looked at Mu Zi'an with a sullen face, Mu Zi'an was silent, holding a lollipop in his hand that came out of nowhere.

"Oh, here you go!" Mu Zi'an leaned forward and looked at Lin Yawen with a smile.

Lin Yawen took two steps back, and just wanted to speak, Mu Zi'an immediately said, "I read your notebook for an afternoon, as a thank you!" In this way, they do not owe each other......"

Don't you owe each other? This is very good, anyway, Lin Yawen is not willing to have any intersection with an unpredictable person like Mu Zi'an. She can't be provoked.

At this moment, Ling Yue also followed, parked the car next to Lin Yawen, and looked at the scene in front of him. When Lin Yawen saw Ling Yue coming, he reached out and took the lollipop in Mu Zi'an's hand, and stopped talking. A slight smile appeared on Mu Zi'an's face, and he glanced at Ling Yue meaningfully, and then strode away.

After Mu Zi'an walked away, Ling Yue snatched the lollipop from Lin Yawen's hand, shook it in front of Lin Yawen's eyes, and said, "Give me this!" So he rode his bicycle and went first.

Lin Yawen followed behind Ling Yue and slowly caught up with him. As always, they didn't talk much on the way together. It's still the familiar road, it's still the evening a long time ago, Lin Yawen and Ling Yue rode a car, walking all the way.

The wheels creaked against the gravel road. Originally, Lin Yawen was very afraid to listen to such a voice, and whenever such a voice sounded, there would always be goosebumps on her arm.

However, this situation, this scene, this voice, is so beautiful, just like an intoxicating serenade in the dark night, low in the heart, tactful, lingering. It is like the willow wind blowing through the treetops in spring, sweeping over the heart, and it is very charming.