"Heaven is natural, humanity is natural. ”

"Go with the flow, go with the flow. ”

"Brother Nature, Brother Nature, Nature, Nature. ”

"Everything is nature. ”

"Where is so much nature?"

"It's not natural for you to say that. ”

The first sentence was said by Sima Xiangrui, with a peaceful smile on his face, and a green umbrella in his right hand, covering Sima Xiangrui's figure together, and the two figures were hazy in the drizzle.

Lu naturally responded with a smile, as if he had not thought about it, and the words that came out casually were his heartfelt thoughts and feelings.

Sima Vanilla smiled and showed his attitude a little, one sentence was enough.

Taking a deep breath and slowly exhaling it, Lu naturally seemed to be very casual, but his mind was already churning, looking squarely at the umbrella man standing in the rain.

Sima Xiangrui seemed to have sensed it and replied.

Then, Ku'er spoke, and snorted softly to express the unhappiness in his heart, and felt that his already unhappy heart was even more irritable.

Li Yuchen smiled, there was a slight bitterness in the calm, he couldn't speak, and he didn't know what to say, he raised his head slightly, staring at the drizzling air, just wanting to be an outsider.

In the courtyard, only light rain fell, making a very delicate sound, and there was a slight wind blowing, blowing the sound to move, and the rain changed its position.

It is not the solidification of the atmosphere, but a kind of harmony, Sima Vanilla and Lu naturally smiled lightly after looking at each other.

One side counts the drizzle while holding the umbrella, and the other looks at the misty rain trails on the umbrella.

Sima Xiangrui approached Sima Vanilla, enjoying the time under the umbrella, feeling that the rain after the quiet was the most beautiful, and wishing to immerse herself in this misty drizzle that would last for a long time......

Ku'er became quiet, as if after venting just now, he returned to his previous state, found happiness in the quiet, and smiled at the drizzle.

Everyone was calm and happy, but Li Yuchen felt a little distressed.

Sima Vanilla must have come here for his purpose, or what he speculated, it must not be as simple as it seems. And Lu Nature's answer and attitude seem to be very ordinary, but there is always an unusual feeling......

The feeling that cannot be put into words, and as the bitter child says: it is not natural at all.

Li Yuchen felt like this, he himself felt that he was thinking too much. It's like the rain that has been falling for a long time, moistening the air and bringing a long ...... Before I knew it, I got into my heart.

I can't figure it out, and I can't shake it off.

The rain has fallen without a trace, and the thoughts are silent in the midst of the chaos.

Li Yuchen took an umbrella and walked out of the peaceful courtyard with Ku'er.

The drizzle fell on the streets of Troubled Sea City, and the crowd had become vague, less lively than it should be during the day. It seems that it is the New Year's Festival, and everyone has to return home, and the family enjoys the rare purity and beauty.

The air was a little cold, similar to a rainy winter, as if it would not be long before the rain would turn into snowflakes and fall into the sky.

The bitter child was enjoying it, stepping on the rain under his feet, and the scene in his eyes went back to a long, long time ago.

Then, now.

Interweaving, overlapping.

The wind blows the rain marks and hits the umbrella, and the voice is light and cheerful, as if the rain wants to sing a happy song.

Li Yuchen's head was kept down, not because he was depressed, nor because he was thinking about things.

He just doesn't want to think about things.

Counting the rain, there are small raindrops that fall on the road ahead, hitting the ground that has already become wet, or hitting the tiny puddles formed by the rain.

Naturally, very naturally.

It's more natural than the natural two people who seem to be talking about it.

There was no depression in his heart, and he didn't encounter anything annoying, but Li Yuchen, who was walking around, didn't laugh, and couldn't laugh.

In the rain, he walked very slowly, and the bitter child also walked slowly with him.

However, the pace of time is fast.

It's dark.

It rains at night, and the emotion of continuing the rain during the day does not seem to stop.

Li Yuchen wanted to go outside the city and trace the origin of the extremely faint salty smell in the air, and see the lake where the secret treasure was about to appear...... I just want to see it, I simply want to see it.

Because it was raining, he didn't go.

The rain was too soft, and it was not good to go out with an umbrella, so I didn't go.

It seems to be such a very simple but weak reason, he convinced himself, and he didn't even know how.

Holding an umbrella to prevent the rain from falling on the bitter child, he slowly walked back to the peaceful courtyard.

It was late at night.

The night was deep, there was not much light, and the light that belonged to the stars was obscured by the thick clouds that rained, and it was pressed into a large gloom, and it was chosen to sleep peacefully.

For example, after working for a long time, after getting tired of doing one thing, you always need to slow down and fix your heart.

There was no sound of "nature" in the small courtyard, there was no green umbrella, and the people under the umbrella had left early, only the rain was like a playful child, putting his spirit in a place where it should not be stored.

Because of the rain, and not only because of the rain, the night was quiet.

Some people are cultivating, some are thinking, some are entangled, and some are lost...... Complex emotions converge, like the flow of a stream, which may become a river or an ocean.

It's just that not many people are willing to delve into it, let alone care, silently reciting the secret treasure.

Enrollment at the Three Saints Academy has been temporarily suspended because of the Vault.

There are many fewer pedestrians in the city of Troubled Sea, because of the secrets.

Many people have a heavy heart because of the Vault.

The rain falls with lingering sorrow and sorrow, because it is hidden.

There are still a very small number of people who do not feel that they are still themselves, that today is the same as yesterday, and that tomorrow is similar to today.

The rain kept falling, and it was calm.

It was as if a storm was about to usher in it, and the brief calm was only a temporary respite, and it would not be too long, and there would be irresistible destruction.

The leaves of the trees were beaten by the rain, the flowers and plants were beaten by the rain, the eaves, the masonry, the streets ...... It's all raining. The rain hits these real objects, and it also hits some illusory, like the elusive human heart being beaten by the rain.

People's hearts are beaten by the rain, and they are more shaky than the leaves and flowers, but they are much harder than the eaves, the masonry, the streets, and so on.

In the lake outside the city of Chaohai, the shaking of the lake is still there, and with the light beating of the rain, the cascading and repeated ripples become more beautiful, but the night covers a lot, and no one appreciates the beautiful scenery, and no one has this idle effort.

Waiting is the first thing that many people think of, but because they think too much, waiting also becomes impatient.

There are not many opportunities left for those who are willing to wait, and some of those who can wait have lost a lot of patience in the face of potentially endless treasures and opportunities, especially after the rain has been falling, the vault has not moved, and time has passed slowly but quickly for two days.

Can't wait.

Can't wait any longer.

Even if it is raining, there are many people standing on the shore of the lake, and even if the rain near the shore is aggressive, they must stay close to the shore and wait in the best position.

Vault, show up!

Countless hearts are anxious, and countless people are praying.

On a whim, on a whim, on a whim...... It seems to have passed, but it has not passed.

Moreover, it is not very useful.