Finally, it was explained clearly, and in the face of the sudden slap, if it was really compared to throwing it on the face, it was estimated that this half of the face would be imprinted with several red marks. Getting back to the point, when I finished the message and read the few lines on the message, I was already a little dumbfounded, and even more dumbfounded.

Because, I didn't guess the specific content written on this message, but I knew a little. It's just that this is slightly known from what is written on this note...... It's true that some people can't believe it, and some can't even say it in person right now.

"Whew......" I exhaled deeply, and it was a turbid breath. Then he stuffed the message back into Bai Xinyue's hand, and closed his eyes at the same time. I don't don't understand what was written on that note. From the perspective of her fox fairy Hu Yue and Bai Xinyue, this is really not wrong at all.

However, look at it from another angle....... In other words, from my point of view, if this is a transaction, such a transaction for the two of them, even if it kills 1,000 enemies and loses 800, it will be profitable. As for me, this almost loss-making business of killing a thousand enemies and losing 800 is really not suitable and I don't want to.

"You add my WeChat, this is my WeChat," then, I took out a pen from my backpack, wrote down the WeChat account and handed it to Bai Xinyue, "Now I want to sleep first, I was really tired last night, and I stayed up with you all night." ”

As soon as the words fell, I tilted my head in the opposite direction and fell into a deep sleep. It is not so much a deep sleep as a deep lucidity. It is also such a situation that I have a lot of memories of, especially similar to today, even if the sky is clear today, and there is not a trace of rain......

Close your eyes and think about it.

Lin, I've always called her that.

Lin, it was she who made me love rainy days, even rainy days.

In the foggy veil-like sky, supporting the faintly visible silver filaments, countless silver beads dripped in the small pool in the courtyard, splashing small flowers, and Lin affectionately called them rain flowers. Yuhua, touching the kind name in my heart; The rain flower touches the metaphor of the image in my heart; The rain flower touches the beautiful picture scroll in my heart.

Whenever it rains in the sky, I feel that the whole city is covered with a veil of fog, and the feeling of mist is like a dream, like a dream.

Lying on the windowsill, quietly watching the rain. On the streets, umbrellas of different colors are held up one after another, like flowers blooming in the rain, and it is like a dreamy fairy tale world in the rain. In the courtyard downstairs, there was the immature voice of children playing in the rain, looking at the innocent smiling faces, it was already through time and space, back to that innocent era.

The light rain is still falling from the sky over the city, and I love the city at this time, and I love the nature at this time. It was dripping, and that special, quiet feeling gently knocked on the door in the depths of my soul again and again.

The sound of rain is still so beautiful, like a heavenly sound. It quietly tugged at the heartstrings, and the fluttering of the heartstrings made this song incomparable. The rain was still falling, dripping, foggy, everything seemed the same, but it was a little different.

Ah, I see, the difference is that the edge of the skyline is already a little colorful, it turns out that the rainbow is about to come out!

"Do you believe that rain is alive, they have souls!" I've forgotten who told me that.

In the past, I thought this was ridiculous and ridiculous. By chance, I understood this sentence, and I completely understood that the purity, innocence and innocence contained in them are so strong, like a cup of strong coffee!

Leaning against the windowsill, sitting there, staring at them in the sky. From time to time, they would jump up to my window to accompany me and whisper to me. Yes, the rain is alive, the rain has a soul, at this moment I finally understood, because when they are coming, I have a sense, they not only have life, not only have a soul, they are more affectionate, and there is a deep love between them!

Tonight, the sound of ticking, like a gentle drumbeat, once again lingers in my ears and beats my heart again.

I know, they're here again!

"You're here, You've finally carried you here!" I've been looking forward to it for too long, "You know what? How much I miss you! ”

"Miss us so much, let's dance for you!" Their whispers lingered in my ears for a long time.

The little ones, neatly dressed in silver, shining brightly in the night, like fireflies dancing on a summer night, and like little shooting stars with naughty eggs, crossing the sky like hip-hop, dragging their long crystal tails, but leaving nothing.

The hourglass of time slipped away quietly from the fingertips, was it that the little ones were tired of jumping and playing, and inadvertently, they slipped away quietly. It's just that when he left, the little guy only took half of himself away, leaving the other half to inject into my heart. At that moment, the heart was so sweet. No wonder Lin said they were sweet!

The little ones, the little ones, and the sweet little ones, gave me the warm and soft feeling in my heart at this time, and also opened the prelude to the crystal white dream of the rain......

The rain seems to be thousands of magic fingers, like thousands of strings, playing a kaleidoscopic sound.

The spring rain is soft, the summer rain is rough, the autumn rain is desolate, and the winter rain is severe; Depending on the season, the mood changes. However, the color of the rain is just as beautiful and the sound of the rain is as beautiful. In pictorial music and poetry, there are many excellent depictions of rain. The color of the lines and the melody of the music are ethereal and clear.

The light rain flowers, like a drifting fog, are white, kissing people's faces lightly, and they feel slightly itchy; and lightly wet his clothes. The umbrella is like a sail, floating and sinking in the rain; It is also like a big wing, east, south, west, northwest, boundless, drifting around because of the wind.

Silent rain is better than silence; The amusing rain is truly pleasing to people. You don't need to wear a raincoat, you can take a stroll outdoors, the rain is like honey and wine, nourishing the soul.

- This dreamlike rain, this strange rain, dreamlike teaching people to fantasize.

I remember the spring rain of apricot blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River, the raindrops beat on the canopy, and there is also the fragrance of pear blossoms in the rain. I remember the summer rain in the West Lake, full of vitality, and the lotus leaves all over the lake were beaten. I remember the autumn rain of Tianmu Mountain, the heavy fog is deeply locked, the trees are Xiaoxiao, and the pines and cypresses that support the sky are washed by the rain, which looks particularly vigorous. I remember the winter rain in Fuchun River, like weeping, and the smoke of the thatched huts on both sides of the bank was gloomy and gloomy, like a wet pencil drawing.

A drizzly and breezy night is suitable for reading poetry and prose. On stormy nights, it is advisable to terrorize the gods and monsters. Otherwise, invite a few confidants, make a few cups of strong tea, buy a bag of peanuts, and light a foreign candle, which should be another fun. Wind and rain are more suitable for people, and people often don't sleep; A sound of wind and rain seems to be whispering from others.

That summer, I sat down with my friends in the Spring and Autumn Pavilion. At that time, the water chestnut was already ripe, and on the lotus pond, the villagers were busy picking in small boats; The white clouds in the sky and the egrets on the water are in perfect harmony. Showers came suddenly, like ten thousand horses galloping; Banping Mountain suddenly disappeared, only dense rain, densely hung bead curtains for the lotus pond. In the showers, the boats that picked water chestnuts still moved and swayed calmly. The people on the boat didn't even wear a coat.