When the rain stopped, Shen Xiu had just taken the umbrella, and a gust of wind blew in time, wrinkling the cyan oil-paper umbrella that day, and the trembling umbrella flowers looked like a pool of lotus flowers being unintentionally disturbed.

Shen Xiu unconsciously turned his head to look at Gu Nianheng who was looking sideways into the distance, seeing his green silk fluttering lightly in the wind, looking at his graceful figure in the cool breeze, seeing his plain white complexion close at hand, and seeing his lips like the bright color of Handan, Shen Xiu put away the umbrella with a weak heart and held the umbrella bone hard.

Hearing someone in the humid air calling her nearby, she woke up like a dream, and her hand shook slightly. Gu Nianheng glanced down at Shen Xiu, and after his gaze arrived, he suddenly turned his face, one step ahead of her, and left in a hurry, standing in place stunned Shen Xiu looked at his figure that was gradually moving away, and smiled.

A group of classmates carried torches and lanterns, and hurriedly found them on the green grass all over the ground, with a full fragrance of fragrance.

Gu Ke wiped the sweat from his body with Su Yun, stood in front of her, licked his lips, and exhaled softly. The two looked at each other, made a gesture, and smiled, "You can teach us to find it." ”

Shen Xiu's eyes flickered, his gaze fell on them, and his face was ashamed, "I'm fine." Then he asked, "Have you seen Hua Rong?" ”

The two shrugged their shoulders in unison, so they hurriedly sent someone to find it.

Shen Xiu bowed her head lightly, and did not pursue it, even if she took the lead in stepping forward, she still said a few words from time to time, looking at the clothes that were scrambling to put on her half-wet body, she couldn't help laughing: "I'm going to cover the rash like this!" ”

Su Yun paused, hearing her words and laughing, he put down the hand that was caressing his precious gourd affectionately, and then turned his face to look at her. "They've been worried for a long time when they heard that you were missing in the rain."

I thought that Hua Rong should have been woken up by the rain and found a place to hide from the rain, but a day has passed, Hua Rong is still gone, which shows a little inappropriate, Shen Xiu heard the news, in a hurry, just changed his clothes and personally went back to the mountain to find people who do business in the mountains, with strokes of his hands and feet, he described Hua Rong's appearance in detail, and a kind person said. "A guest met him on the road, and it seems that the same woman left yesterday."

When everyone heard this, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Shen Xiu brushed away the petals that fell on his shoulders and muttered to himself.

She left in a hurry that day, and she didn't have time to take a closer look, but now that she thinks about it, she suddenly feels that there are many things wrong.

The night has melted into the ink, and there are no stars.

The moon lightly clothed Shen Xiu, and the breeze blew from the window. Shen Xiu, who was lying on the table, suddenly came to his senses, looked at the bright sky outside the house, the red half of his face contrasted with the other half of his pale face, his eyebrows were lightly sorrowful, and the warm wine on the stove exuded a burst of aroma.

Shen Xiu shook his head, only then did he turn his head and glance at the moon, then waved his sleeves, put down the pen calmly, picked up the scroll, and blew a few breaths on the painting, not immersed in his own thoughts.

Shen Xiu held his head and thought about it, and when he thought that Shen Xiu had finally woken up a little bit of his masterpiece, he saw that she suddenly laughed out loud, and added a few strokes to the awkward stickman face in the painting. The smile is gentle.

Looking at the back of the moon, he tightened his eyebrows, and took a step back quietly. The corners of his mouth twitched, and he saw that Shen Xiu immediately pulled out a scroll of paintings from his sleeve.

She sighed helplessly and took it with both hands. I didn't have the courage to open it for a while, so Nana asked, "Who is the painting?" ”

Shen Xiu looked at the moon with a slight stunnedness, "What do you have in your hand?" Then he smiled softly, "Huarong, aren't you looking for him?" ”