The clouds are shrouded in mist, and the fragrance of tea is overflowing.

The blue air in the mountains surrounds the dark green tea fields, wave after wave of dark green overlapping and spreading down, the cascading terraces are full of vibrant fragrance, reflecting her eyes, it seems to reflect the infinite brilliance?

There is a girl's body straight and smiling and staring, that quiet joy?

Suddenly picturesque.

Coming to a dream?

Don't think about it.

She was pleased with his arrangement, and he had already seen that this guy didn't like the smoky rules and regulations of Kyoto?

It seems that every time I take her out to the wild, I am so happy, remembering that day I solved the big problem of water conservancy and rice fields, and I really accompany her, and bring her along the way......

These women who don't like to laugh are all laughing?

It's been a long time since I've seen her like this......

In his eyes, nostalgia is mixed with spoiling, and his gaze is like three thousand weak waters, silently tolerant all the time, so that she can't ignore it.

While she couldn't ignore it, she was also wondering in her heart.

He......

Didn't you say that you like Dongfang Fei?

His eyes like this seemed to give her the illusion that he liked her in a trance.

She is cold-hearted and cold-hearted, she has never liked to be amorous, and at this time she hates herself even more for being happy and happy in the trance of his eyes, someone would rather spoil the scenery than be the person who pretends to be amorous, so she tried her best to divert the topic?

"Let you take me out to play, you really don't care, those 800 miles and 3,000 volumes of documents, really left behind?"

Who knows that official duties can best erase a certain suspicious atmosphere?

There was a banter and ridicule in her eyes, perhaps with a cool estrangement, silently, cutting off all possibilities to make her heart move.

He didn't know that her mind was surging, and he smiled and shrugged.

"That official document is not important in the first place, and when you say this, it makes me think that you are jealous of that pile of waste paper?"

He seemed to think of something funny, with a smile in his eyes, and someone teased him easily?

"Can I understand that by that you are asking me......" he looked at her, smiling, "is the official document important, or is it important to you?" ”

He spoke clearly word by word, and invisibly enveloped her little by little with an ambiguous atmosphere? She found that she couldn't escape, so she didn't run away, she could only close her heart and block all possibilities that would affect her relationship?

She smiled coldly.

"If the total angle can't cover a pile of waste paper, I think your temperament is thin and cool enough."

It seems to be taken for granted, and it seems non-negotiable.

She always likes to escape, and she always likes to leave behind everything she doesn't want to face.

He has such a friendship with her, and in the past few days, Chu Fengyun and several people have seen the clues, why is she so shrewd at this time? Is it really dull, or is it ......

"I probably thought I was cold."

With a wry smile, Sima Xuan, who was fierce and iron-blooded, seemed to disintegrate silently with the dissolution of time when he met her.

Even he himself seems to be unable to find any traces.

Only Fu Feng knew that when he personally ordered the killing of the three hundred and sixty-four members of the county order's family, the blood of the spicy eyes was reflected in his eyes! Turning into a thin and cool depth, at that moment of trance, can Fufeng find his former shadow from it?

She smiled silently, with a polite arc.

This is her protective color.

She has always valued herself, and when she faces things she doesn't want to face, she uses rustiness and etiquette to block them.

He knew that while she?

I don't seem to know.

Probably it was Bo Liang, probably his answer was what she expected, and the arc with it at this time was the perfect official smile, and she shrugged.

"Really? But...... Maybe I'm not as special as I thought. ”

Thoughts erupted, as if she wanted to tear off her cold mask at this moment and force her to face her true heart!

She can't be unfeeling for him.

"Perhaps...... ...... to you"

Really special?

In an instant, his heart surged, and at the Mu Chun dinner, facing Dongfang Fei who was wearing her clothes, he was about to exit, and he took it back in time? At this time, it seems to gather in his throat again, and he is about to tear open the invisible barrier between her and him like a sharp blade, and he wants to uncover her thin and cool mask sharply?

She seemed to be at a loss, and she couldn't seem to find the words to say for a while, so she looked at him like this, and she didn't know if she still had expectations in her heart?

It seems that for a while, I don't even want to deceive myself, I want to try to face him, what kind of emotion is it?

"Maybe you're particularly ......"

"Dinner, girl, childe!"

！！！

The atmosphere created was shattered.

The unspoken words came to an abrupt end!

It seems that the excitement is also a momentary thing? The moment the courage to exit is blocked, I lose my initial impulse, and I may be afraid that such words will be spoken, and the answer I get will not be unrecoverable?

What if she doesn't?

Will it affect long-term friendships?

In an instant, the second prince, who is calm and wise enough, thinks about the opposition between pros and cons from the perspective of a politician, so a moment of hesitation, and unspoken words are like a basin of cold water poured on his head?

It seems that there is only a fear of the unknown in my heart, so I am also afraid for a while?

I'm afraid that she won't agree, and I'm afraid that this cold person won't even care about the friendship of the general horn, so he will stay away.

She was stunned for a moment, and seemed to be relieved for a while.

didn't know that at this time, the two of them had surprisingly similar thoughts.

She was thinking—

What if what he wanted to say wasn't what she thought?

Will it affect the friendship that has lasted for ten years?

Say you don't value it? But the people who are really friends in this life can be counted on one hand, and at this time, I can't help but be afraid, if he doesn't match her ideas? If he wants to say that it is not what she thinks?

Will it be impossible to face him from now on? Face your own heart?

In any case, the two of them, who were burdened with thoughts, calculated the pros and cons in their minds at a speed of Mach 180, and at the same time made what they thought was the calmest and wisest decision!

But I don't know that the heart that is close at hand passes by like this?

Such a pity.

The years are quiet, but there are people who don't know-

A passing shoulder may be a few light years away.

……

Under the scorching sun, who is in the house?

The long hair is like a waterfall, and it is snaked and scattered.

Dongfang Yan sweated like rain and gasped low, curled up into a ball, shattering a dream like water?

The dream was real, and it drowned.

I haven't had such a dream for many years, and I occasionally do it again, which makes people overwhelmed.

This nap is really not a good night's sleep.

In the dream, someone called warmly, and the feeling really seemed to be experienced, which made people indulge in and short-lived warmth, but suddenly the picture changed?

Laboratory, small dark house, big forest, she is alone to watch the changes of scenery, but suddenly someone calls her?

That dream so familiar, shattered for a moment—

Can't think of more?

She stepped out of the room, her face pale, and in the daylight was more than the white paper.

Fu Feng came and went in front of a stack of official documents, rarely saw Dongfang Yan, a fierce woman, with such a lost and depressed look, and saw Sima Xuan coming this way from a distance, and a certain loyal guard had some ghost thoughts? For example-

Create some opportunities for the master?

Fufeng held up a piece of white paper and handed it to her cheek, who was tsk and implicitly ridiculed?

"Miss Dongfang has a heavenly appearance, this face is not inferior to white paper, it is really very well maintained."

She frowned, slapped away the playful white paper, and seemed to feel that white and dazzling in a trance? There was another flick in front of me, and it was dark again in a trance, and my body shook......

Fufeng didn't seem to expect that she would react like this when she was joking, and wanted to reach out to help ......

I remembered the night of the last inn, when he didn't see anything, he was tossed half to death by his master?! Suddenly lost the courage to reach out......

Fortunately, Dongfang Yan is indeed strong, and after a trance for a while, he reached out and held the door?

Sima Xuan was about to stretch out his hand when he saw it from afar, but before he stretched out his hand, he saw her standing still.

In mid-air, his hand froze and retracted it.

At this time, his eyes asked Fufeng what was going on, and Fufeng shrugged his shoulders, and then turned around and closed the door?

Dongfang Yan leaned on the door panel with one hand, and his body turned out to be vain.

Before I could stand here, suddenly the door opened from the outside! Pushed the person behind the door to a stumble, and was hurriedly supported by him? Some people are dissatisfied and reprimanded.

"Good and dignified, what are you doing behind the door?"

In a trance, such sentences seem to be filled with guilt and pity? Even with the apologies that she didn't know that she hid behind the door and accidentally pushed her and almost fell her.

And the voice was slightly low and anxious, filled into the confused brain, for a while, she was a little greedy?

She shook her head, shook off the nonsense, and grunted.

"Hmm...... Maybe I had a heat stroke and was a little dizzy. ”

He looked helplessly, and looked out the door for some time......

It was overcast and the weather was slightly cool.

See that her face is indeed like snow? I also swallowed the question that I was going to export, and changed it to-

"Dinner, do you want to call it to the room?"

She was silent, vaguely forgetting that he was holding her hand and did not react.

He was delighted but also frightened, he was so vigilant in the past, why is he so dull today?

……

A day of time is like a flash, and it flies by in a blink of an eye?

It's nearly dusk.

When I came up to the mountain, I just said hello in advance, and the mountain people only thought that the children of your family wanted to experience the rural life, so they simply had a simple nature, and prepared the room and bedding early, all available?

It's because someone is having fun, and it's just a matter of distraction.

And when she had eaten dinner, she opened the door and saw the girl in the mountains holding an old crockpot in her hand, and she was about to throw it out?

By mistake, reach out and stop it!

It wasn't until she saw the girl's puzzled eyes that she suddenly came back to her senses and smiled apologetically? Refers to the crockpot.

"Are you going to throw this away?"

The woman came back to her senses after a brief startle, and replied in a low voice?

"Well, this is the tea powder of the old tea, I don't think I can use it, take it out and throw it away, and vacate the jar."

She seemed to be in a trance, a fragment flashed in front of her eyes, she couldn't grasp it, and the color of memory appeared for a while, and the words were out in a daze, with nostalgia, with the eagerness that she was not sure about?

"Can you keep this tea powder?"

The woman looked at her suspiciously, but didn't ask much.

"Miss wants? Stay is. It's just that the crumbs of this old tea, whether it is brewed tea or what, the taste is not good, Miss, are you sure you want it? ”

She didn't know that she nodded subconsciously, and the woman was already walking back with the crockpot.

Someone looked at her from afar with a puzzled expression, what happened to her recently? It's always been strange, but it seems that lately—

It's getting weirder and weirder.

The frowning brows outlined the hidden worries in her heart, and her thin figure was reflected in her deep eyes, as if there was nothing else.

I wonder where this change in mood came from?

When can the field of vision only focus her? Can't get into anything else?

Why?

Because you care, you care?