A strong feeling attracted Qing Qian, and after saying goodbye to Lin Feng, she came to the sea of flowers in her memory again.

The original sea of colorful flowers has turned into a white expanse. If the beautiful flowers in summer give people enthusiasm and splendor, then now this white expanse gives people a sense of purity, tranquility, and a sense of quiet years.

The beautiful camellia petals, one by one blooming crystal clear, like a girl's white and flawless skin, faintly exuding fragrance, giving people a feeling of pity when I see it.

Originally, I was worried that once the red peony flowers bloomed that season, this place would be barren. Unexpectedly, the summer flowers have passed, and the winter flowers continue to bloom.

Antique log cabins, quiet valleys, cheerful little white dogs, clear water, blue sky, this is really a rare good place.

Driven by curiosity, the pace of unstoppable curiosity, walking to the yard step by step, the naughty little white dog is running happily on the grass.

When the little white dog saw Zhao Qingqian, as if he was a person who was very familiar with him, he happily shook his fluffy little tail, "Wang, Wang" twice, and then ran to Qingqian's round little body, which was really very pleasing.

Zhao Qingqian, squatting down and teasing its small round body, she called it Xiaobai.

In fact, the name "Xiaobai" was the name she gave it when she first met it, but it unexpectedly liked this title very much, and it agreed with Qingqian's call.

They were having fun when the door to the hut suddenly opened.

It was indeed a thin girl with clear eyebrows, and the girl was having fun with her face.

It's her, Xia Yuke looked at her silently, his gaze was soft, and he faded away from his previous sharpness.

Qing Qian raised his head and happened to bump into Xia Yuke, surprised and at the same time familiar feeling like her again, but no matter how hard he tried to recall, he still couldn't remember the slightest bit about him.

Seeing that his expression was soft, not as cold as before, he eased his expression, got up, and was about to speak, but he took the lead.

It's called "Huanran, you can call it Ranran, of course, as long as it likes, you can call it whatever you want".

"Huanran", this title also sounds very familiar. Zhao Qingqian tried hard to find the slightest hint of this title in his mind, but he still didn't remember anything after all.

Seeing her hesitating, her little face turning white little by little, he knew that she must be trying to remember what she was looking for.

Knowing that she was not in good health, he was worried that she would not be able to bear it. invited her into the yard and found a random reason for her to help him arrange flowers.

Zhao Qingqian was about to refuse, but subconsciously, that courtyard attracted her to move forward and find out.

She walked up the path, and beneath the wooden block was the small river.

It is comforting to see the water flowing under your feet and listen to its rattling sound

Seeing Zhao Qingqian's slow footsteps, he knew that she must like it here. He was happy in his heart, as if he had eaten honey, and the sweetness was entangled in his heart. The corners of his mouth went up, and he smiled shallowly.

In the memory, when she was six years old, they went to the park to play together, passing by a noisy stream, she refused to go away, has been playing around the stream, saw a flowering tree on the side of the road, even more like it, pick one, carefully hold it in the palm of the hand, and said that in the future, she and her brother will plant a lot of flowers, there is a small river, and a small house, they will live together forever.

He patted her on the head lovingly, determined to achieve everything she wanted.

So, in the days when she had not heard from her, he bought the valley, sowed the seeds of flowers with his own hands, bought planks, and set them one by one, until a house was formed! He posted pictures of everything about her, and everything he fantasized about when he missed her.

Fifteen years of searching, just waiting for her return!

Unexpectedly, when they met again, they didn't know each other like strangers. He had to slowly approach him and let everything start slowly.

The two curved eyebrows rippled gently, deep? The bright eyes are like the sparkling stars in the night sky, the bridge of the nose is straight, the lips are thin, and the face is clearly defined and handsome, with the noble temperament of a king.

The soft waves in his eyes rippled, this was a face that was enough to attract thousands of girls.

This is the first time Qing Qian has seen him smile in four or five months since he entered the Empire State Building.

This one doesn't have the usual cold and sharp face, no matter how you look at it, it's so good-looking.

Zhao Qingqian was fascinated and in a trance.

Feeling the shallow gaze, Xia Yuke looked at her, and the smiling face that even he didn't know instantly stiffened!

Frightened, Zhao Qingqian hurriedly looked away, and a touch of red hastily climbed onto her handsome little face.

Finding her eyes fleeing in a hurry, her white little face was also dyed with a layer of red, like a freshly blooming water lily.

On a cold early winter morning, he wanted to hug her, but the girl didn't remember him, and he couldn't be so abrupt, he couldn't leave her with a bad memory before she regained her memory.

He didn't stay long, walked straight into the wooden house, took his black woolen coat to Zhao Qingqian, looked at the men's sweatshirt she refused to take off, he expressed the meaning of wool being warmer, and Qingqian successfully changed into his wool!

He happily told her to enter the house, and then went to the garden. Prune some unused flowers and put them in flower baskets.

Looking at the decoration of the house, the cabin is simple and clear, but it is warm.

A brown-red desk, several small round rubber stools overlapping each other, two chairs, a curved hanging chair, a wooden sofa, and fresh flowers adorn the wooden windows.

The faint floral fragrance makes people feel refreshed.

Qing Qian sat in the basket of the hanging chair, bored admiring the flowers blooming outside the window.

From time to time, there was also the breath of the owner of the clothes, which was comfortable, and he couldn't help it, and he inhaled the good smell hard, and his face was red because of his unashamed behavior for a while.

It's really boring to sit quietly, and go out to help Xia Yuke pick up the flowers he cut.

She wore his long tweed coat, and wandered among the flowers, like a fairy among the flowers, and her lithe body was like a fluttering butterfly among the flowers all over the mountains.

In the village of camellia white flowers, she looks even more beautiful.

When the flowers were almost collected, Xia Yuke went to find a few flower baskets and asked Qing Qian to help them be planted, and then he placed the flower baskets around the wooden house. A house surrounded by flowers appeared

At noon, a slightly older person, probably about 50 years old, walked into the wooden house with a rice basket, and Xia Yuke called him Uncle Xiang.

After seeing Zhao Qingqian, Uncle Xiang greeted him very politely, and brought the delicious fish-flavored shredded pork, braised eggplant, pickled pepper beef, tomato and egg soup to the table in the courtyard, and then left the cabin under Xia Yuke's orders.

Eating at the table with Xia Yuke and the two of them, Qing Qian was a little uncomfortable, but he also enjoyed this warm atmosphere inexplicably.

During the meal, Xia Yuke looked very expectant and told Zhao Qingqian to eat more.

I don't know if it's a coincidence, these dishes are my favorite, so she was very full of this meal!

In fact, Xia Yuke knew that these dishes were Zhao Qingqian's favorites when he was a child, and Xia Yuke didn't understand her current taste, so he asked Uncle Xiang to make the dishes that Zhao Qingqian used to love.

I didn't expect her to still love to eat so much, which made him feel very happy.

Maybe it's because her tastes are still the same as before, or because she feels satisfied when she sees that she likes it!

This meal also made him happier than he had in years.