The cool autumn breeze blew off the leaves that were still attached to the branches and quietly turned yellow, flying and whirling in mid-air, like golden butterflies, dancing on the ground.

Autumn is sentimental, and autumn is also hopeful.

The story of a tree, a flower, and a grass belonging to autumn is buried with a little desolation, a little sadness, a little tranquility, and a fantasy of hope for the next season.

The beauty of autumn is the beauty full of charm, the beauty of rich and charming, and the beauty of elegance and elegance.

Mu Danchen and Luo Yi touched their shoulders and sat on the dark boulder, feeling the beautiful artistic conception brought by autumn with a relaxed heart.

After a long time, Mu Danchen reached out and folded the ink-colored painting folder that was placed aside and put it in his backpack.

He patted the dust on his hands, stood up and threw his backpack back, his shoulders as wide as a hanger, and hung a wide black strap.

Then, he lowered his head and smiled warmly at Luo Yi:

"Luoyi, it's almost time, let's go back."

Luo Yi narrowed her eyes slightly, and glanced at the bright and white round sun hanging in the blue sky, the dazzling light, she immediately closed her eyes, but she still felt a little bit of Venus flying in front of her.

The sun is getting so bright and bright, it must be close to 10 o'clock.

She grabbed Mu Danchen's outstretched hand and followed him carefully as he slid down the boulder.

As soon as his heel hit the ground, Luo Yi let go of Mu Danchen's hand.

Looking at the empty hand, Mu Danchen's heart also became empty.

He collected his feelings, and said to Luo Yi with a smile:

"I'm going ahead, you have to follow me."

Luo Yi nodded lightly, "Hmm".

Turning around, Mu Danchen took a step and walked along the mountain road when he came and went.

As the saying goes, it's easier to go up than to down.

They were more careful on the way down than they were when they were up.

Although the trail is not very steep, there are some small slopes that slope down to a 50-degree angle, which is obviously not easy to walk.

Therefore, when the two of them went down the mountain to the more inclined mountain road, Mu Danchen would reach out to hold Luo Yi and carefully pull her in front. And when he walked to the slightly flat mountain road, Luo Yi would let go of Mu Danchen's hand again.

This was repeated three times, and when Luo Yi wanted to let go of his hand again, Mu Danchen held it tightly:

"Luoyi, let me hold you."

His deep eyes were full of sincerity.

Luo Yi thought about it, and finally nodded in agreement.

Also, just repeating the action of pulling, releasing and releasing is really redundant.

But Mu Danchen didn't know that Luo Yi could agree to his hand-holding, which was already within the scope of friendship, and he had taken a big step forward.

Because she feels that holding hands with someone contains another layer of meaning in it.

In this way, Mu Danchen took her hand and led her down the winding mountain road.

His hands were warm and dry, and she felt a sense of security in her heart.

Such a man made her deeply think that he could escort her to the ends of the earth.

Oh, I think about it so much, it's not this dazzling sun, which makes her head dizzy, and she knows that she is cranky.

Laughing at himself in his heart, Luo Yi shook his head to himself, put the lilac hat on his coat on his head, and after pulling it twice, he kept up with Mu Danchen's deliberately slowed pace.

They walked on the high and low mountain paths, followed the route they had come, bypassed countless tall and straight trees, and estimated that it took half an hour to finally reach the foot of the mountain.

Standing at the foot of the mountain, the two of them looked up at the same time, and the north mountain, which rose from the ground and stretched out, seemed to be towering into the clouds, standing in this vast world, majestic and magnificent.

Turning their heads, they looked at each other, met their eyes, and then smiled at each other. An indescribable atmosphere, quietly flowing in the fresh air.

Under the hats of the blue and lilac coats, two young faces, also dyed red, were smiling at each other, their eyebrows curled.

"Luoyi, wipe your sweat."

Mu Danchen handed her a handkerchief folded into a tofu block, and after she reached out to take it, she raised her hand and wiped the beads of sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand.

This thoughtfulness and demeanor must be fully scored.

Luo Yi smiled lightly and wiped the beads of sweat from her forehead and nose with a handkerchief, and she thought to herself that she would return it to him when she had washed it.

"Let's go."

Mu Danchen stretched out his hand to her again, and after Luo Yi put the handkerchief in his pocket, he generously put his hand in his palm, walked with him on the stone path, and then turned into the mud path full of rice flowers.

The muddy road in front of them, which stretched out with green grass and seemed very narrow, gave them a problem. Because this is a dirt road that only allows one person to pass through, there is no way for two people to walk through it at the same time.

But if Mu Danchen wanted to let go of the little hand he had held with great difficulty, he was categorically unwilling.

He frowned and thought about it, and it only took a few seconds for him to loosen his brow again, turn back to her and say softly:

"Luoyi, follow me, be careful."

He stretched back the long arm of his right hand that was holding her hand and walked straight into the dirt path less than 50 centimeters wide.

Roy followed behind him and took a step as well. The two of them walked one after the other, holding small hands with big hands, in the paddy fields that were bent over by the full paddy, facing the bright sunshine, leading to the broad road that seemed to symbolize a better future.

Mu Danchen, who was walking in front, was in such a good mood at the moment that he was fluttering, and his whole person looked so frowning and radiant.

Is this a further acquiescence from Loy? Is it more certain that he is close? In her heart, is he a different existence?

Mu Danchen's heart was beating with joy, and he cherished this hard-won moment of getting along.

Tilting his head slightly, he looked at the turquoise waves in front of him, and grinned his mouth that had been closed since just now. He exposed several white teeth to the dazzling sunlight, reflecting a diamond-like brilliance.

Luo Yi, who was walking behind Mu Danchen, looked thoughtfully at the slender and straight back in front of him. Her heart, at this moment, became warm and soft, like a long-frozen glacier on the tip of her heart, illuminated by the scorching sun, melted into a gurgling river, with the endless circulation of blood, reaching every corner of the body.

This feeling is strange to her.

But such a strangeness will not disgust her, nor will she reject it. On the contrary, she felt that this feeling would make her completely relaxed, and make her feel that she could not be so strong, and that she could no longer wear the cold armor that pretended to be strong.

This feeling is obviously different from when she was with Qiao Linxi in the past, and the contrast with that warm emotion can also make her ripple with emotion.

Could it be that she is in love with him?

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