Since Baoyu woke up from a dream, he has become a cat addict, and has raised a room of little female cats, Yuheng is long and Yuheng is short, and he doesn't know which one is Yuheng after all.

Daiyu and Xiangyun still live in the same room, the room is still built next to a few clusters of Xiangzhu bamboo, everything in the clan is complete, Daiyu put down a heart to miss Wang Beijing.

She counted the time, it had been a month and twenty-one days since they had been separated, and although there were no tears to shed, their spirits were getting worse day by day......

At dusk that day, Daiyu and Xiangyun sat in the small bamboo forest and played the piano, talking, the two of them did not speak for a long time, each had their own hearts and feelings.

Daiyu: Don't be sad for a long time in the world.

Xiangyun: The two groans know each other.

Daiyu brushed down a teardrop: the old man looked back at the autumn water.

Xiangyun covers his sleeves: the moon is bright at night, and the fragrance is full of autumn dust.

Daiyu: After the third watch of the Furong Shadow, I knew that it was Ling Bo's ethereal body.

Xiangyun: Before lying down and listening to the dragon's chant in the sea, I don't know that the heat is cold in Sangtian.

Daiyu stopped talking, Xiangyun didn't speak either, and there was silence for a long time.

Suddenly, a gust of autumn wind hit her bones, and when Xiangyun was about to call her back, Daiyu suddenly smiled: "Xiangyun, have you ever smelled the aroma of many apples sleeping together?"

"Huh?"

"Have you ever smelled hundreds of apples coming together and giving off that kind of aroma?"

Xiangyun shook his head.

"I smelled that Wang Beijing and I strayed into someone else's apple orchard that day, and were found by the owner of the farm, and we hid in a small warehouse in a hurry, which was full of apples, what did its aroma look like...... Well, like a floral, no, lighter than a floral, like ...... I can't describe the scent, but the smell is something I'll never forget, and the smell of cigarette smoke between his fingers, which I've only smelled once, but unfortunately I can't smell again...... Have you ever seen a movie?"

Xiangyun shook his head.

"Wang Beijing took me to see the insect story, I like the spider inside, furry and cute like a little tiger, and I also like the music inside...... I still like ......" Daiyu suddenly couldn't cry and whimpered on the piano.

At this time, although Daiyu was not crying, but the more she cried silently, choked and blocked her throat, she felt more harmful, and gradually gasped, as if she couldn't breathe, Xiangyun saw this, and immediately slapped her back, and spit out a mouthful of blood with a "wow".

Xiangyun was scared and cried: "Don't you be like this......"

Daiyu felt that after spitting out this mouthful of blood, she suddenly felt refreshed: "What are you crying for, don't you know that the soul is broken and crying blood, but you can be a beautiful branch"

Xiangyun answered something, but the bamboo forest suddenly roared, Daiyu didn't hear it clearly, Xiangyun was annoyed that the bamboo leaves were annoying, and immediately scolded the bamboo ruthlessly: "If the bamboo is affectionate, it won't be like this!" ”

"If the bamboo is ruthless, how can it be so green!" Daiyu continued.

"What are the two girls doing in this outlet?" Snow Goose asked the two of them with a bouquet of osmanthus in her hand.

The two of them hugged the qin and got up, and Daiyu suddenly turned sideways to Xiangyun and said: "I can't see this year's snow, I only have one wish, if the plum blossoms bloom, fold a branch of red plum to my grave." ”

Xiangyun smacked at her: "Bah, bah, all the nonsense, you'd better live for a thousand years, and wait for Wang Beijing to come back to you."

Daiyu tilted her head and smiled: I only agreed when you agreed.

Xiangyun walked behind with the piano in his arms, staring at Daiyu's back, thinking, if you die, I won't live long, this plum blossom, it's better to let others fold it.

She is also lovesick, but she can't hide her sorrow like Daiyu, she misses those eyes, misses the green leaf-like smell on his body, his kiss, his hug.