[A little more restrained, you are not such a literary person. 】

It wasn't until such a line appeared in front of me that I woke up from that confusion.

This line of words is also a little strange, but it is just a few simple words, and it really makes me feel as if a basin of cold water has been poured on my head, and I am awake in an instant.

Lin Guyu looked at the osmanthus cake that was made, like a goldfish, and he didn't know what to say for a while, he should have praised a good idea, good characteristics, and good craftsmanship, but when he wanted to delay time, such a craft appeared in front of him, and no matter how he thought about it, it made people feel a little annoyed.

The people around seemed to be hurt by the fragrance of osmanthus flowers, and they seemed to have walked to the season when the petals fell, recalling the person who had swept the petals on his body for himself.

But back then, when he was young, he has already entered the twilight of middle age, and the people who used to accompany him and walk among the flowers and trees together are not necessarily in any kind of place now, for his husband and father.

Maybe the girl who once walked hand in hand has already put on a bright red wedding dress and married a young man who is in the right place, and there is no way to see each other again.

The heroic young man at the beginning, freshly dressed and angry, used to laugh together, and now he is already an old man.

Even if they were lucky enough to see each other again, they could only nod their heads and praise each other, "Ling Lang, Ling Nu, you are really good-looking, good character, I miss you back then." ”

Those who were interested had already left tears, and looked at the people around them after all shook their heads, and they thought about leaving.

It's like losing the search, the person who was in that time, the person he once met, but the past was after all, that time is still that after all, and he can't go back, just like that person can't come.

Zhang Qingyun picked up some pastries and looked at her happily, "How is it?" This one is really good. ”

Lin Guyu nodded, he didn't know what to say for a while, he just gently closed the lid and looked at the smiling face opposite, "I, I suddenly don't want to eat it now." ”

"Huh?" Zhang Qingyun tilted his head and looked at the person opposite, pitiful, but he took the box into his arms again, pouted and said, "Why don't you want to eat it?" I smell good too......"

When he said this, his face changed slightly, but then he regained that cute smiling face, shook himself back and forth twice, and said, "If you don't want to eat, you don't want to eat, such a big taste, maybe there is some special fragrance, let's not eat it." ”

When Lin Guyu heard the other party, going back and forth like this, he just wanted to make himself happy, and shook his head helplessly, only sighing, why did he have to go through the plot at this time.

She looked at Leng Qingyan's back, took a deep breath, and then made up her mind, patted Zhang Qingyun beside her, walked over with great strides, and said loudly, "This gentleman, you just said that there is no complete one, I don't think what you said is right." ”

Leng Qingyan looked at the jade with empty eyes, and the moment he smelled the fragrance, he seemed to have pulled his memories to that day.

Looking at the verdant raindrops, it seemed that the rain in the forest valley sounded.

I just heard a shout, so I jumped over to see who it was, but I didn't expect that such a look actually drank into my heart, so bright, so lively, as if there was no way to jump out of my heart.

also wanted to arouse the idea, so I secretly took a hairpin, no, where did I secretly take one, but I blatantly grabbed it directly.

He couldn't tell what happened to him, he suddenly did something like that, but he ran away and didn't dare to say a word at all.

It seems to be glancing at such a figure.

But......

Leng Qingyan did sigh, can these still see people like that? How can you see it?

Who is she?

Ringu rain? No, no, no! It can't be her, I've already heard the rumors, the legend has a weak personality, and she can never talk about a word, although she is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and her poetry and songs are outstanding, but how can it be the one you meet if she is weak and dare not speak out loud more and more?

Not to mention...... Leng Qingyan also had such an idea in his heart, if only the person he met was Lin Guyu, then he would be the future princess, how could he have any chance, but she should not be.

And what about Ringu flowers? No, this is even more impossible, Lin Guhua is except for Brother Mingde's, although the rumors outside are all later, but it will always be the turn of that one.

'It's also good, poetry and songs, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, I heard that dancing is also very good, although it is a little worse than my sister, but it is really good, but I am too short. ’

The one I saw was almost as tall as myself, and it was impossible.

So, Lin Yali?

This is really a joke, Lin Yali, I can't say, what kind of calculation did she make, she can go out and show her face at any time, although it is indeed a little bad influence, but there are indeed many people who know, but it is not as good as the two sisters above.

If there is only such a daughter in the family, it must have been praised by others, but the above two are too brilliant.

On the contrary, this path made people gossip a lot, and they didn't get any benefits.

And I've already seen it, but in a few months, it's impossible to change it all of a sudden, change my face, and change my personality.

Leng Qingyan couldn't help but fall into a melancholy mood, even if he found it himself, who was it? So what? Can I still marry him?

Lin Gudao is the former prime minister, and his father is the current prime minister, can the two families marry?

I'm afraid that my family won't be big enough to attract wind, and I plan to provoke a little more, right?

If all the girls in the family can be begged to come over, but if it is really a girl, how can she marry her?

Even if the inside of the house is unified, how can the mouth of the outside be resisted?

It's a headache when I think about it now, maybe I can slowly forget that temporary heartbeat.

It's a matter of time, only time flows slowly, and I can't do anything about it anymore, I can forget about it when I see that person, as long as it's so slow, it's like I've never seen it before.

As long as you don't want to see it, you don't miss it.