It seems to be when I was a child, and the flowers in the house are well organized by my father.

All kinds of flowers are blooming on time, but this time is not the same as in the past, all the flowers are not in full bloom according to the season, lilac lilacs, simple and gorgeous, natural and elegant, the fragrance quietly, unconsciously wafting, has been to the hearts of people.

There are also acacia flowers, which seem to burn one tree after another, clusters of small red velvet flowers with feathers trembling, and slender dense leaves, which dye the surrounding air a silvery red.

Strings of petunias like trumpets also hang from the acacia tree, swaying in the breeze.

Not far away, there was a shy rose, and next to the flower were a few butterflies and bees, Chen Huixin walked over, and they all flew away melodiously.

The bright red roses, nestled among the green leaves, were shining in the sun, just like Shi Xiangyun was drunk and lying there sleeping.

Chen Huixin reached out to pick the flower, but carelessly, let the small and sharp thorns on the flower stem prick it, she was in pain, and quickly retracted her hand with a snort, and a little bit of bright red blood beads had bloomed from the tips of her fingers.

So Chen Huixin bypassed the rose with a little pity, and turned to the rose on the other side, the flower color of this rose is still bright, one is purple red, one is tender red, and the other is pale yellow, like tooth with a bit of blood halo.

Chen Huixin still wanted to reach out and pick it, but as soon as she reached out and shook the petals of the rose, the petals fell down in unison, leaving only a light pole on it.

Warm sunny days, bright colors, buzzing bees, brewing a garden of spring.

The two were relatively silent, but a warmth fermented in the air.

The wind is tame and the floral fragrance is intense.

This kind of warmth makes people's minds tired.

Looking at each other, Chen Hui saw that the face of the person in front of him was gradually becoming clearer.

"Why don't you come here and have a look?" Just like the fairy guidance described in the novel, a man's voice as clear as the wind came from behind him, mixed with the crisp sound of birds.

The voice was cold and sorrowful, as clear and distant as the collision of golden bells and jade duo in front of the eaves of the temple, and like the deep sorrow when the piccolo hole flute was played, comparable to the spring thunder that echoed in the depths of the clouds.

It seemed to be near and far, floating behind Chen Huixin.

word by word, all of them hit Chen Huixin's heart.

Chen Huixin was at a loss for what to do, and turned her head in surprise, and there was a quiet room behind her.

This room had a black window and the door was closed.

There is also a well in front of the house, and a basket of verdant bamboo grows next to it.

Is it a sound coming from the house?

Chen Hui walked over curiously, but it was obviously a close room, no matter how she walked, she couldn't get close to that room.

The flowers around me are still around, and the house not far away is still not far away.

Chen Huixin put on a gentle smile and said softly, "Who are you?" Is it in that room? ”

It was strange that there was no one in the room to respond.

"Since you like these flowers, maybe tell me where they come from?" The cold and mournful voice came from behind him again, and Huixin turned around suddenly, only to see that the person behind him was tall, dressed in black, and exuding a chill on his body, but in the sea of flowers in this courtyard, there was a trace of elegant and dusty charm.

It's a pity that his face, no matter how attentive and careful Chen Huixin looks, seems to be chaotic, obviously eyebrows are eyebrows, eyes are eyes, but in his mind, it is as if he has never seen anything.

Chen Huixin's dark eyes rolled, and she walked towards this person with a smile on her face.

"Who are you?"

Her voice became serious and serious.

The man didn't answer, and suddenly stretched out his hand and gently rubbed it on Chen Huixin's cheek.

As if it was a stone without temperature, his hand carried a cold breath, and the cold touch made Chen Huixin shiver from the bottom of his heart.

"You forgot about me, but I'm not angry."

The clear voice said in a low voice, and the pathos in the voice seemed to be worse than before.

Chen Huixin was stunned for a moment before she reacted, and two red clouds suddenly flew onto her cheeks, and the person didn't pay attention to her cheeks, her hands and feet were at a loss, and her hands continued to be on her cheeks.

"When will I recognize you, you rascal."

Chen Huixin looked at her crimson face with shame and anger, and looked a little tangled.

There was no emotion on the face of the tall man, but the impression that this person gave Chen Huixin was an extremely deep and terrible feeling, feeling that when he sat in front of him, anyone would feel an oppressive force.

originally thought that he would be the kind of person who would collapse in front of Mount Tai and not change his color, such a person, what he wants to do, even if it is the emperor Lao Tzu, it is difficult to manage.

Chen Huixin was in a dilemma, he didn't know what method to use to make him rein, he didn't want to, but as if he was aware of Chen Huixin's emotions, he naturally withdrew his hand, but said with two points of inconspicuous confidence in his voice: "It's not that all girls in the world are like you, so I can't help it." ”

When he said this, Chen Huixin's face turned even more red.

Chen Huixin didn't start, didn't look at him, and even left all the words that asked him about his identity behind.

The two were stalemate for a while, and Chen Huixin suddenly stepped away, and gently kicked the rose flower next to her with her toes, and said, "Huh! It's a rose, and there's still a crimson one here, so I'm gone, and the flowers and leaves are still on the ground. Nearby is the rose, and the red rose looks a little similar, but the bigger flower, is the aunt of the family in the early years to plant, I don't like it very much, this flower is good-looking, but the color is gorgeous, there are thorns on the stem, prickly. ”

"Oh, then you like that."

Chen Huixin turned her head and saw that the man pointed to her on the windowsill, and asked seriously about the bright chrysanthemums.

"This, this flower is called chrysanthemum, it's not valuable, I can't talk about whether I like it or not, but this flower is cheap and easy to raise, so I raised a pot and put it on the windowsill, but I heard my father say that this flower was originally a Western god flower, they think that this flower can bring blessings to people, and this flower is a gentleman in the flower, so my mother said that this flower is similar to me."

Chen Huixin's face gradually turned cold, remembering that now his father is unconscious and his mother is confused, but he still has the heart to talk to strangers about these flowers and birds. All you need is a pot of soil, and it doesn't hurt to water it once in ten days and a half months.

The tall and oppressive man on his side lowered his head, glanced at the little Chen Huixin seriously, and then turned his head to look at the flower, his voice softened, and said solemnly: "I also think it's like you, it's all very good-looking." ”

After speaking, he reached out and held Chen Huixin's hand, it was still extremely cold, but Chen Huixin's heart swelled with warmth, teaching her heart, liver, spleen and lungs to be comfortable all of a sudden.

Warm sunny days, bright colors, buzzing bees, brewing a garden of spring.

The two were relatively silent, but a warmth fermented in the air.

The wind is tame and the floral fragrance is intense.

This kind of warmth makes people's minds tired.

Looking at each other, Chen Huixin saw that the fog on the faces of the people in front of him gradually dissipated......