The stream is quiet, flowing slowly, occasionally splashing a wave, but it is still quiet, Qianshan Xue found a mountain stone at random to sit down, leisurely watching the stream flowing, the eyes are clear and bright, quietly listening to the creek singing, the ears are quiet and quiet, she is a little thirsty, she wants to drink water to wash her face, the clear stream is covered with a thin mist to flow into the distance, the distance can be seen in the hazy chic green tile eaves hidden in the green shade, fluttering out of the ancient fog Lan scroll like a dream.

The stream clearly reflected her shadow, she knew that this was not her original appearance, she was crystal like jade in the water, her black eyes were like a pool of clear water, she looked at the swaying shadow in the water in a daze, the smile on the delicate and flawless face, and closer, this shadow was slightly different.

After a while, she slowly raised her hand and twisted it at the end of her eyes, but the red mole at the end of her eyes seemed to be like rouge Qiong Yao fell fragrant and added a bit of enchantment, this is really an unforgettable face, but if you look closely, she feels that this fair face is like a delicate flowing water in the moonlight, cold into the heart.

She touched the face, there was no brilliance, as pale as a thousand-year-old zombie.

This was the disguise technique that Rong Chu did for her, and she was neither satisfied nor disgusted.

After freshening up, looking at the people in the water was much refreshed, she walked slowly all the way back, suddenly there was a trace of coolness on her forehead, she looked up at the sky, the clouds in the distance were dark and dark, there were many thunderstorms in this spring, she complained a little that she didn't listen to Rong Chu's words when she went out, and now she was drenched and was going to be nagged by him again!

She glanced at the small temple in front of her, and hurriedly ran over there to take shelter.

This small temple is called Shuiyue Temple, the temple is not big, but the incense is very prosperous, attracting countless good men and women, Rong Chu shouted several times to bring her, as soon as she heard that this is a marriage temple, she shook her head and did not do it, only thought of one word, vulgar!

Qianshan Xue patted the water on his body, looked at the chaotic rain outside, the mountains in the distance, the peach blossoms were crazy into a red mist, like clouds, the rain and mist were filled, so that the mountains floated on a layer of misty pink, this is the end of spring, these flowers seem to be trying their best to press the branches and bloom, but no one pities the prosperity of that place.

Suddenly raised her head, a young man came to meet her, she looked at him for a moment, just the young man also looked at her, the two eyes collided, the peach blossoms in the garden reflected in the pupils, in an instant, only the whole world flew, Qianshan Xue's heart trembled, and he avoided his gaze without a trace.

The young man has a very handsome complexion, the posture is leisurely and elegant, the pupils are smart, and the crystal is attractive, they are one left and one right, three feet away, no one looks at anyone with a tacit understanding, Qianshan Xue is not used to being alone with strange men, she stares at the disturbing rain outside.

The young man turned his head slightly to look at her, as if he was staring at her without any scruples, she felt something, and stroked her face very uneasily, there should be no flaws in this disguise technique!

The rain was blowing in the wind, and although it was spring, it was still a little cool, and she shivered and hugged her shoulders.

A jug of wine was suddenly handed over.

The fingers holding the pot were slender and white, the kind of almost clean whiteness, and she couldn't help but look at her paws.

Sure enough, there is a deviation between the high and the low.

The young man suddenly opened his mouth, and his voice was warm, "Take a sip to warm up." ”

She didn't talk, a light smell of wine wafted in, her throat rolled, and there were countless little ants scratching in her heart, mother, is this torturing me? Seeing her hesitate, the young man wiped the spout with his sleeve without a trace, she glanced at it in a slightly surprised way, a little ashamed, and then took the wine, only sniffed it lightly, and drank it without any scruples.

She took several sips, half-squinted her eyes and slowly reminisced, her eyes were already drunk, after a while, she handed him back the wine jug, the young man didn't look at it and took it, Qianshan Xue was stunned, but the eyes that hit him moved away instantly, she thought she was well hidden, but the young man had already seen it in his eyes, and just smiled, "This wine is called Peach Blossom Drunk, and it uses the peach blossoms here, and it takes the Sanyuan Pond water here." ”

Qianshan Xue's eyes turned, and he said curiously, "This Sanyuan Pond can actually make wine?" Isn't the Sanyuan Pond a wishing fountain? ”

"Oh, making a wish in the Sanyuan Pool is said to be able to look forward to the return of the beloved, the three lives are fateful, the fate is destined for three lives, I don't believe it, but I hope to be contaminated with its aura."

When Qianshan Xue heard this, she saw that his complexion was pale and slightly melancholy, she said disapprovingly, "Gongzi originally came to make a wish, but no one could come, but he actually promised me, a Taoist priest, but if this person can really promise to come back, then this heart still doesn't change its original intention?" ”

The young man stared at her for a long time, the eyes of the person in front of him were misty, the corners of his lips were slightly upturned, as if he was smiling, he suddenly remembered that the person also had the same eyes, a fox-like smile, and suddenly he was in a trance, and a phantom shadow separated and overlapped on the person's face, who did he just see?

The two drank wine and chatted with a smile about things that had nothing to do with Fengyue.

The remnants of the wine are about to run out, the sky is gradually clearing, the snow of the mountains and mountains does not say goodbye, in her heart this is just a rain, an encounter, boring and lonely people waiting for the rain happen to meet the same strange and boring people, the rain stops, the wine is gone, maybe a turn will not be goodbye, the rain turned into a drizzle, she covered her head with her hands, and walked away without looking back, looking at the back that was about to fade, the young man's heart was lost like a chaotic rain.

He shouted, "I've got wine, I'll be waiting for you here in three days, will you come?" ”

Qianshan Xue was obviously in a hurry, but she heard this voice very clearly, she suddenly ran back and asked, "What's your name?" ”

The young man's eyes were blank, staring at her, "Ah Lian! What about you? ”

She thought for a moment, her eyes soaked in rain and misty, and chuckled, "If I come, I'll tell you, remember, the person you think of may not think of you as much as you do!" ”

In the distance, a person holding an umbrella came slowly, the Tsing Yi long shirt fluttered, the plain yarn outlined like ink, seemed to be there, it was not real, Qianshan Xue's eyes flashed, and he hurriedly ran over.