Chapter 38: The Heart of Spring is Sprouting
He finished drying his clothes and took a chair to rest a step away from her.
She turned her face to him, and only a vague outline could be faintly seen in the dim light, but it looked extremely charming, revealing the warm texture of an old movie.
He relaxed, threw his head back, closed his eyes and let out a long sigh of relief.
Strange just looked at this person, as if the frizzy little scales of the body would automatically close and follow him into tranquility.
There was a jingle of grandparents cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks in the kitchen, and a small sound of bickering, she turned her head to look over, in a bright kitchen wrapped in the night, looking through the door, the two old people were slightly bent back, the small figure exuded a strong warmth, Li Xiaochun evoked a smile from the heart, when he was old, he could still have a companion to play and make noise and stroll towards the return of life, this life can be regarded as extraordinarily complete.
A gust of night breeze blew gently, stroked the loofah leaves and brought a rustling sound, stroked Li Xiaochun's long black hair that had just been washed, stirred the hair and flew softly, and the fresh fragrance of hair drifted out with the wind.
The refreshing fragrance gently pounced on the nose of the person who closed his eyes and enjoyed it, he couldn't help but slowly open his eyes, looked sideways, the picture in front of him made him unsuspecting, the person in his eyes had never made him feel as tempted as at this moment, the black hair like a waterfall was full of vigorous vitality and spread all over the back wantonly, and the wisps that poured out of the front gently and gently swayed with the wind, and the hazy light filter shrouded her whole person in a soft and tranquil manner, the most touching thing was the hazy smile on her face, faintly revealing the beauty of the stability of the present worldThe whole state feels like an oil painting with a soft tone and good texture.
He was unconsciously a little moved, moved for no reason!
The girl in front of him is simple and pure, straightforward and lively, with big nerves and thick branches, but what touches him the most is the nerves that occasionally the two can be connected together, as if he doesn't need to say anything she can understand, and she doesn't need to say anything he can understand, and they can occasionally see similarities in each other's eyes, so they are comfortable and comfortable with each other many times, and they are not tired at all.
But there is a place in his heart that is always pressed heavily, so that he can't let go of his state to meet anything.
In the middle of the night, I vaguely heard the rain hitting the roof. Li Xiaochun stayed up late to read novels, got up at nine o'clock, and walked out yawning. It was damp outside the door, and two or three people with umbrellas walked peacefully past the door of the house in a different manner. Turning his head, the old brother was quietly peeling peanuts under the eaves, and the red peanuts had been peeled all over the dustpan.
Looking at the red peanuts in the dustpan, Li Xiaochun wanted to grab a handful and eat it, but remembered that he hadn't washed up yet, so he could only endure it.
I pulled a chair and sat down, thinking that I would be stunned for a while before going to wash.
She looked at the dripping rain and asked worriedly, "The seeds in the field won't be drowned, will they?" ”
"Is it appropriate for you, as a farmer's daughter, to ask such an idiotic question?" The old brother didn't raise his head and said.
Forehead......, won't it? Will it be in the end?
As they were talking, they heard a haha sound coming into their ears, which sounded like Sister Jiang Yuan's father.
She tilted her head.
Not far away, in front of Jiang's house, a black sedan was parked, and even if Li Xiaochun didn't recognize all the car brands, he could recognize the conspicuous BMW logo on the car.