The morning sun is quiet and elegant, without that noisy atmosphere, which makes people feel calm and relaxed, and they can feel that kind of artistic conception.

In the early morning, the whole world is clear and bright, and the sunlight gently sprays on everything in the world through the faint fresh mist, which is a pleasing feeling.

As soon as a cup of tea was made, the sunlight began to hit the window, through the sky above the layers of buildings, the first rays of sunlight in the early morning spread out, like silky sunlight, through the morning light, with a clear and moving light, diffuse.

Bing Ling'er slowly pushed open the window, a breath of fresh air rushed in her face, accompanied by wisps of golden light, the sun came out, revealing a kind smile, and couldn't help but sigh: "What a beautiful day!"

The sky was blue, and the sun was shining through the gaps in the dense pine needles, forming thick and thin pillars of light, illuminating the shade of the trees with a light veil of mist.

Heavy footsteps were heard outside the door. Bing Ling'er raised her eyebrows, thinking to herself, who could it be?

Yimo couldn't believe it and pinched her face, and suddenly turned red.

"Miss, you're finally awake!"

"You're scaring me to death! You've been in a coma for three days and three nights! I thought you'd never wake up! ”

"Bah, don't curse me like that! If I really can't wake up, you won't cry to death! ”

Bing Ling'er rolled her eyes helplessly, saying such unlucky things early in the morning, I really wanted her to die!

Said helplessly: "As the saying goes, good people don't live long, and disasters will last for thousands of years!" Your young lady and I are not good people, how could I die so quickly! I'm dead, I'm afraid tears will drown the Eldest Princess's Mansion! ”

A certain woman said very shamelessly, the appearance of the snort made people want to fight at a glance, but what made people speechless was - what she said was right.

"The death of a witty, beautiful and gentle girl like me is simply a loss to the world, how can I be so cute! Look at my pure appearance, there must be no second one in the world, a smart and gentle girl like me is definitely a model for women in the world! Look at this picturesque eyebrows, look at my indifferent and mysterious temperament, look at my eyes like stars, it's not too perfect! How can I be so beautiful......"

Before she could finish speaking, there was a "poof" sound outside the door, and the movement was not too loud.

lightly touched his broken forehead, and said silently: "Miss, you can't be too narcissistic."

Glancing at Yimo next to her, who had already been completely petrified, the corners of her mouth kept twitching, she just wanted to be a quiet beautiful girl standing outside the door, but she didn't expect to hear such shameless narcissistic words.

"Narcissism is a disease that must be cured."

If such a humiliating word just now is spread out, it will simply ruin the image.

Bing Ling'er was not ashamed but proud, and she said confidently: "Is Miss Ben wrong!" You are called jealousy! Last night I dreamed of my beautiful face countless times! Thinking about it, I can't sleep! I can't help it, I'm so beautiful, even I'm about to fall in love with myself! ”

said, and quite narcissistically touched his face through the veil, and came to a flying kiss: "Why is my sister so beautiful......"

"Oh my God! I can't stand it anymore! ”

lightly touched his new goosebumps, and rolled his eyes countless times in a row to give to Bingling'er, with * naked contempt in his eyes.

Completely weathered Yimo: "......"

Miss, can we have a face?

As if feeling the strong sense of contempt of the maid, Bing Ling'er finally restrained her narcissistic little emotions, and coughed alone: "Light, what are you looking for me?"

Light said expressionlessly: "I came to see if you are better, now it seems that you are too good to be better!"

"Of course! It's just a cold wind, how can it stump me! ”

"Yes! I heard that in the three days and three nights that you have been unconscious, the eldest princess has almost stepped on the door, and in the end she was always forcibly stopped by Yimo, and now she is about to burn her eyebrows! ”

Yimo didn't hesitate to buy Bing Ling'er, and explained silently: "This is Miss's order, I won't carry this black pot."

Bingling'er: "......"

Light, you have to talk about this earlier! Otherwise, the consequences will be serious! As a result, I won't be able to go out for the next few years.

"Light, you hurry up and explain, and when the fire is gone, you will come back."

Bing Ling'er's strength pits teammates, Yi Mo sympathizes and prays! gave her a look of self-pity.

The light moment was stunned, she wanted to cry without tears: "Miss, solve the wrong things by yourself, you can't use me as a scapegoat!"

She hoped that her unscrupulous lady could take back her life, but a certain woman immediately decided: "Yimo is on the ......"

Two: "......"

When the light was taken out of the door by Yimo, he was still in a daze, not knowing where his thoughts were, and his face was dazed.

Yimo looked at her with a sad face, and her tone was full of deep sympathy: "Who told you to die just now and said that she was narcissistic, don't you know that Miss She doesn't hold grudges in general?" Next time, remember to learn wisely and don't die. ”

Lightness: "......"

Why is it so indebted to say words of comfort? Ask how big her psychological yin area is at the moment!

Lightness was really completely blinded this time, and she even wondered if all this was designed by the two of them to push her out to die! Otherwise, how could there be such a tacit understanding, one threw her out, and the other gloated!

She has to think about it now, how to get out of the hands of the eldest princess unharmed, and completely excuse her young lady, thinking about it like this, she only feels dizzy!

Yimo, who successfully closed the door, asked speechlessly: "Miss, isn't it very unrighteous for us to do this!"

"Is there one? I don't think so! At this time, do you always need someone to bear the wrath of Shui Lan's mother! I'm not in good health, so it's not suitable to go! ”

Bing Ling'er didn't feel the slightest guilt at all, she drank the tea with peace of mind, and smiled very softly: "I dare to say that I am narcissistic and unforgivable!"

Yimo: "......" After all, it's still a grudge!

"Yimo, come out with me! It rained so hard last night and the view should be nice! ”

Yimo was surprised and asked, "How did you know it rained yesterday?"

"Don't talk nonsense, take me out quickly!"

"Okay."

After yesterday's heavy rain, the surface of the pond is sparkling, and the lotus leaves are full of water droplets, which sparkle in the sun, like crystal clear pearls swinging on the jade plate; The lotus flowers bloom in budding among the dense lotus leaves, sucking the energy of nature; The little frog used the lotus leaf as a trampoline, jumping on it for a while and screaming, singing and laughing for a while; The little fish use the lotus leaf as an umbrella and play happily underwater, everything is so wonderful.

The rain fell all night, and in the morning the rain seemed to be tired, and slowly stopped, some sleeping in the pond, some playing under the eaves, and some playing hide and seek in the grass.

The snails on the grass all showed their heads to see these rare little dots, which seemed to be magical, it made the grass shiny, the trees clean, the sky much clearer, and the children on the road also added a coat. A summer rain makes the morning after the rain so fresh and cool!

"It's a good feeling to walk in such a view!"

Yimo was speechless: "I'm afraid Kyoto is the only one who said that!"

Bing Ling'er didn't care what others said, she breathed the air greedily, and the fresh air was like a kind elf, vividly cleaning up the turbidity in people's bodies and minds. The flowers and grasses are all in spirit, showing the verdant of their bodies; The birds are also happy to greet each other.

"The morning after the rain gives people a clear heart and a happy mood. Looking at the beautiful scene left behind by the baptism of rain, I felt a sense of pleasure in my heart. In the fresh and refreshing air, as long as we pay attention, we will find a tranquil, see those extraordinary beauty, and indifferent to our impetuous mood. ”

As she spoke, Bing Ling'er looked back and smiled, and suddenly Bai Meisheng said: "Especially you, since you met Bai Jingmo, your heart is very troubled!" Take advantage of the moment to be quiet. ”

"Yes."

But memory, where it is said to forget, forget!

So what are you waiting for? Time has passed, so to speak, but not so quickly. No matter where you go, you should remember that the past is fake, memories are an endless road, all the past springs are gone, and even the most tenacious and crazy love is just a fleeting reality in the final analysis!

If, at the end of the side is really not you. If you go through so many ups and downs, you still have to separate in the end. If the story ends in the end, it's that there are other people around us. If the memory, the promise and the determination to love each other have become small and vulnerable in the face of reality. No matter what happens later, no matter how it ends. Now I am still willing to love persistently. Together we wait for our last, the last of the last.

If you give up, you shouldn't regret it. If you lose it, you shouldn't remember it. Let go of you who should be put down, and quit the drama that has no ending.

People sometimes suddenly become vulnerable, suddenly unhappy, suddenly caught in a detail in a memory, suddenly fall into a deep silence and do not want to speak.

Yimo's eyes said ruthlessly: "I closed the box of memory, like a dream, slid past me, this dream is really too long, but this is my personal experience, I can never forget." ”

Bing Ling'er sighed: "Everyone has this experience, lying in the night but can't sleep." There will be many, many pictures in my mind, you who used to be, who I used to be, who I used to be. Sadness or joy, sorrow or pain. In fact, memories have become our habit, accustomed to enjoying loneliness at night, and used to grieving alone at night. I don't want to get used to it, and I can't change it. ”