The light clouds cover the moon, so easily disappear a place of silver light, the white moonlight is like a hazy veil, like a beauty who wants to talk.

Feng's eyes sparkled in the hazy moonlight, her hands were leaning on the windowsill, the breeze was blowing on her back, and there was always a sweet smile on the corner of her mouth.

Today is her happiest day in two months.

Zhang Mufeng jumped in from the window, and Feng Qianxin was instantly alert when his feet hit the ground.

"You're here." She still had a shallow smile on her face.

Zhang Mufeng took out a wine jar from behind him, and flattered her like a treasure: "Guess what I brought you?" ”

Feng tilted his nose lightly and said with a smile: "It's wine." ”

Zhang Mufeng stretched out his hand and scratched her nose, and said, "Just your nose spirit, then are you guessing what it is made of?" ”

After that, handing the wine jar to her nose, Feng leaned and sniffed, and asked suspiciously, "Baihua Brew?" When did you use potpourri stuff? ”

"I used rice wine to urge, but the fragrance of the wine came out in half a month, this wine is not strong, can you taste it?"

Feng nodded heartily, Zhang Mufeng took out two jade bowls from his arms, and landed on the windowsill, and the wine was like jade liquid with the fragrance of flowers into the bowl.

Wine is not drunk, everyone is drunk.

Zhang Mufeng picked up a bowl and handed it to her, Feng poured his lips with the wine bowl and took a sip, the fragrance entered the throat, when the Baihua wine was first paid, it seemed to contain a sweet and happy nectar, the lips and cheeks were fragrant, the wine was not strong, and after a few sips of wine, people were slightly drunk.

Under the faint yellow candle flame, Feng Qianxin's face was still pale and could not find half a trace of blood, and at this time, the wine came to his head, and his face suddenly turned red, which was very moving.

Zhang Mufeng also gave her his wine bowl and said, "You can only drink these." ”

"What about you?" Feng leaned and twisted his eyebrows.

Zhang Mufeng lifted the wine jar and smiled: "I use the wine jar." ”

Feng leaned into her and said worriedly: "If you drink too much, you will get drunk." ”

Zhang Mufeng's eyes were full of melancholy, he raised his head, looked at the bright moon among the treetops, and smiled, the smile was resolute and sad, with indescribable sadness, and sighed lightly: "In the past, I was too sober, but now I want to be drunk and forget all the sorrows and joys." ”

After that, he raised his head and drank a lot of wine jars.

Feng Qian sighed lowly, almost inaudible, raised his hand to pick up the bowl and drank the wine clean, Zhang Mufeng's eyes deepened a few inches when he looked at her.

There is a way to see the beauty under the moon, that is the more you look at the more amorous, Feng leaning heart originally had beautiful eyebrows, and at this time the wine came up, and the corners of the eyebrows and eyes were spring.

Zhang Mufeng gently stroked her face and held her in his arms, his voice mixed with helpless sadness: "Pour your heart, how good it would be if time stopped at this moment, why should God be so cruel." ”

Feng Qian also hugged her tightly, her eyes were shining, but there were no words.

She felt that God was kind to her.

When she woke up on the second day, Feng Tingxin found that the window was blown open by the wind, and she groped her way to the window, and inadvertently wet her hands were stained by the rain.

Feng tilted her heart and body trembled, and her heart was poured with water in the cold pool, and she became numb, it turned out that it was raining, but she couldn't hear the sound of rain.

She chuckled, closed the window, and groped her way to sit on the bed, in a daze.

Zhang Mufeng covered the rain with his hands, ran to her room with the hot soup dumplings in his arms, pushed open the door and looked at her eyebrows, walked over with high interest and brought the buns to her side, and said: "Pour your heart, didn't you say that the Chen family's soup dumplings are the best, you see, I bought a few hot ones, you can taste them." ”

Feng poured his heart into the smell of the bun and knew that he was coming.

Feng leaned at him with his feelings, his eyes were dark, and he pulled out a smile for a long time: "You are here." Buns bought? ”

Zhang Mufeng hummed, glanced at the drizzle outside, sat on the edge of the bed and smiled at her: "Don't worry, it's rainy in the south of the Yangtze River, but this rain is not heavy, and you can still go to see the river lantern at night." ”

After that, he reached out and took out the bun and handed it to her, but he didn't see her reach out to take it for a long time, Zhang Mufeng frowned and looked at her.

Feng Qian smiled at him, nodded, and said, "Well, the buns are very fragrant." ”

Zhang Mufeng felt her strangeness, leaned closer to her ear and said, "Pour your heart, do you listen to my voice?" ”

Feng tilted his eyes without waves, his eyes were empty, he just smiled blindly at one place, and said again after a long time: "Well, it's the Chen family's soup dumplings." ”

As soon as Zhang Mufeng's fingers were loosened, the white buns rolled on the ground like that, and his heart hurt as if someone was being sawed back and forth by a knife.

"Fall in love with ......"

"The buns are so fragrant that I can smell them." She said to herself.

His breathing became extremely difficult, his lips moved, but he could not say a word, and the room fell into silence, so quiet that it made him dizzy.

"Pour your heart, why, why is the heavens so cruel to you, all the sins are mine, let me bear all this."

Zhang Mufeng ripped the skin off his face, revealing Qingyun's haggard face covered with stubble.

Feng Qian couldn't hear it, she was dumb for a long time, she knew that she couldn't hide it, endured the cramping pain in her chest, and looked at him pleadingly.

"Zhang Mufeng, I'm really good."

The bitterness arose from Qingyun's heart like that, and he felt like sour and bitter, and that bit of bitterness soaked into his internal organs and then transferred to the tip of his tongue, and such a complex taste made him never want to pay for it a second time in this life.

He was scared, really scared.

Fate is so ruthless, like a beast crouching in the dark and unwilling to be ruthless, biting his heart with blood.

Qingyun reached out and pulled her into his arms, as if he was about to be embedded in his body.

"Pour my heart, what should I do?"

Feng leaned his heart on his chest, felt his chest tremble, stretched out a slender hand, looked up at him and said, "You wrote on my hand, you can feel it." ”

Qingyun held her hand and slowly wrote in her palm: "The beginning of love, life and death end." ”

Feng Qianxin raised his head and smiled at him, "Okay." ”

Tonight, the moon is full, the daylight is gradually receding, the sky is blue, a round of moon appears, and countless stars, Qingyun gently narrates the beautiful scenery under the moon in her hand.

Every fifteenth day in Jinhua City, every family will put lanterns and pray.

This year's lantern festival seems to be particularly lively, on the road leading to the Luoshui River, there are lanterns several zhang high, lanterns, one after another, fire trees and silver flowers, dragon and lion dances, it is really lively.

Jinhua City Luoshui River, is the most famous place in the whole Jiangnan to put river lanterns, when the round moonlight like a disc pours down, there seems to be a hazy light smoke floating on the water surface, looking at the opposite bank through the smoke, hazy can also see a few star lights swimming towards here.

At this time, under the lights, among the flowers and grass on the shore, a group of girls were singing and dancing together.

The people who watched were side by side, until the middle of the moon, the silk and bamboo orchestra still sang non-stop, and the crowd was crowded and pushed.

Qingyun hugged her through the lively crowd, came to the Luoshui River case, bought a river lantern in the shape of a hundred flowers from the lamp vendor on the bank, stretched out his hand and wrote in her palm: "Pour your heart, the river lantern is very beautiful, let's put it together." ”

Feng looked back at him and nodded with a smile.

The two leaned down and put the river lantern into the water together, gently pushing the river lantern away, Qingyun's eyes looked at her tenderly, closed her eyes, squatted quietly there to make a wish, gently hugged her into her arms, and silently made a wish in her heart.

In the past, he didn't believe it again, but this time, he really hoped that his wish could come true.

However, before the river lantern had taken a few steps and turned away, the beautiful river lantern like a hundred flowers ignited on the water.

Qingyun's body trembled, Feng Qian felt his abnormality, looked back at him, and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?" ”

Qingyun didn't say a word, stretched out her arm to pick up the charred black lantern, tried her best to calm down, and said in the palm of her hand: "It's nothing, it's a good night tonight, the moonlight after the rain is really beautiful, you and I don't have to live up to it." ”

Feng glanced at him suspiciously, lowered his eyes, and hooked his lips and said, "Okay." ”

The sky is dark, and the candle flame is lit between the stacked tiles of the heavy buildings, and the glow is brilliant, and the blue clouds shine.

The two walked side by side in the lively crowd, Feng poured his heart to feel the night breeze blowing, and he was much more energetic, but his eyes were still dim.

Qingyun saw the dimness of her eyes, and hugged her even tighter, and her heart hurt terribly.

"Zhang Mufeng, did you just make a wish?"

Qingyun's heart was dull, and he hummed lightly, for a long time, seeing that she was still looking up at him with a longing face.

Qingyun was a little unbearable.

He picked up her thin, shriveled hand and wrote in her palm, "I have made a good wish. ”

"What is it...... Aspiration? ”

Is there her in the wish?

Qingyun's hands trembled, and she gasped to calm her mind before writing in her hand: "I wish to win the heart of one person, and the white head will not be separated." ”

Feng Qian's heart immediately smiled, and his heart blossomed happily. She said, "Do you know what I wished? ”

"What?"

"I wish I could stay on earth for a few more days...... so that I could spend a few more days with you.

Qingyun turned to look at the withered lamp that had sunk in the river, and his heart ached.

The next moment, Feng Qian felt her waist being hugged, and the heavens and the earth turned, and she was suddenly hugged by Qingyun.

"You ......"

Feng poured a breath of relief, exclaimed and hovered in his throat, before he could speak, his lips were blocked by the man who bowed his head.

The men and women around them were all looking at them, some pointing, some mocking, some envious, some cheering.

Feng leaned into his arms, couldn't feel the sounds around her, and was sweet and happy by his kiss, and suddenly remembered that he was still on the street at this time, and the shame spread behind her ears, she struggled, her hands against his chest, and her feet moved.

Qingyun let go of her, a sour wry smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, the despair and sadness in his eyes could not be removed, he looked at her eyes, and said solemnly: "Pour my heart, how can these beautiful memories hold me through the second half of my life, when I don't love you, I can be ruthless, but I fall in love with you, what to take...... Is this the punishment to live? ”