After burning the paper and putting the incense on it, Han Jing got up and went to clean up the house, and in another room there were futons, all covered with nylon cloth.

After cleaning the house, the dusty room became bright in the blink of an eye.

"Are you tired?" Han Jing asked.

"Not really."

Jiang Chengwen sat on a low chair and looked at the orange tree in the yard.

Very tall, almost six or seven meters long.

It reminded him of the days when he lived with his grandparents in his previous life, which was not much different from here, the only difference was that his house had an orchard at the bottom of the house.

Jiang Chengwen breathed a long sigh of relief, put his hands behind his head, and said, "To be honest, life here is really good. ”

"Suitable for retirement."

Han Jing propped up her chin and said, "But if you really stay here for a long time, it is estimated that you will feel very comfortable at first, but you will only feel more and more bored in the future, so you can only come and live occasionally." ”

"No, it won't."

Jiang Chengwen shook his head and said: "I think this is very good, I remember that there is an orchard under the yard of my grandparents, and in the summer, the whole orchard is full of fruits. ”

Han Jing was a little surprised, and blinked, "Dog, something is wrong with you." ”

"How?" Jiang Chengwen asked.

Han Jing asked, "You are only seventeen years old, how can you always think about the life of retirement." ”

Jiang Chengwen smiled and did not explain.

If only he were seventeen, but it's a pity that he was thirty-seven.

Jiang Chengwen said: "People say that the ideal is very plump and the reality is very skinny, but when people are young, they will always put their ideals aside, and when they are middle-aged or old, they will remember that they still have unfulfilled ideals." ”

"But you're still young." Han Jing said.

Jiang Chengwen shook his head and said: "It depends on the mentality, age doesn't determine anything, my current idea is to try all the flowers in this world, and when I get tired of it, I will pursue the ideal life in my heart." ”

Han Jing seemed to understand, she looked at Jiang Chengwen, and suddenly found that she didn't seem to fully understand his heart.

Sometimes, the dog is the person who is in the limelight, whether it is family, school, or work, it is at his fingertips, but these things are not actually what he wants.

She smiled and said, "Sometimes I really don't understand what you want, dog. ”

Jiang Chengwen thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "I don't know either." ”

People are like this, sometimes, it seems that they have determined their goals, but when something appears in front of them, they will always waver.

Under the change of concept, life becomes life.

"Let's stay two more days." Han Jing said.

She raised her hand and pointed to a clearing outside the yard, which was overgrown with weeds that looked like they hadn't been cleared in a long time.

She said, "I'll plant you a sea of flowers." ”

Jiang Chengwen was stunned for a moment, a little puzzled, and asked, "Why do you plant it for me?" ”

"Don't you like this kind of life?"

Han Jing withdrew his hand and said, "When you finish watching the flower world outside, I will take you back here, before that, I will come back every year to do one thing, this year I will sprinkle seeds on the field, if it grows well, it will be a sea of flowers here next year." ”

Jiang Chengwen couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this, and he asked, "I thought you would scold me." ”

"Why are you scolded?" Han Jing asked.

Jiang Chengwen said: "After all, who would like to listen to what I say. ”

He was stunned for a moment, and then reacted, as if he had indeed said something that should not be said.

It's obviously something hidden in my heart, but I say it so casually.

It doesn't look like him anymore.

Han Jing smiled indifferently and said, "I like to listen." ”

She propped her chin, looked at Jiang Chengwen's side eyes, and said, "You never told me this before, you can say more in the future, at least let me slowly know what you want." ”

"Really......"

Jiang Chengwen breathed a long sigh of relief, and he suddenly found that one day he could actually open his heart and say psychological words.

It's a really unusual feeling for him.

"What about you?" He asked again.

"I'm ......"

Han Jing thought for a moment and said, "I haven't thought about it, but my idea at this stage is to follow you." ”

"Slowly, it will happen."

Jiang Chengwen said: "Tell me when you think about it, and I will guide you on the right track during this period." ”

"That's not what I'm talking about."

"What's that?"

Han Jing put down his hand, straightened up and said, "Just follow you." ”

……

The horn of the night in the countryside is the croaking of frogs in the fields.

When the sound of frogs and insects in the mountain stream reaches the ears, the sky will gradually darken at this moment.

A few porcelain bowls, a small table, two people sitting in the courtyard, eating and chatting, accompanied by the sunset.

The days are so easy.

When it was getting late and the sunset gradually receded, Jiang Chengwen began to put away the dishes and chopsticks.

With the help of the well water washed down from the mountain, I cleaned it all up, felt the evening breeze blowing on my face, and the sound of frogs and birds in my ears.

Jiang Chengwen just sat on the chair and slowly closed his eyes.

Han Jing turned his head to look and saw that his breathing gradually calmed down.

She got up and went into the room, took a blanket out, and carefully covered him.

It's still a bit cold at night in the countryside.

After that, she took another plate and smelled the incense, it seemed that it had been left for a long time, and it was slightly damp, but it was not in the way, and it would not smoke people to death if it was lit in the yard.

"Sleep."

Han Jing just sat on the chair and accompanied him.

She looked at the bright moon with the outline of the sky gradually clear, and at this moment, she felt extremely relaxed.

In the past, it was her grandfather who sat here with her.

Then she sat alone and looked at the moon.

Now, not only does she have the moon with her, but also her favorite person by her side.

This country yard is no longer so deserted.

She moved her chair and approached Jiang Chengwen, and she carefully rested her head on his chest.

Feel his breathing ebb and flow.

This person came into her life in her hesitation, and he also did not dislike her for being born badly.

Everything is just right.

The days to come will be just right.

……

In that sleep, Jiang Chengwen felt the warmth on his chest, which made the things in his dream fuller.

It is a cottage in the countryside, a quiet and leisurely life, a sea of flowers and orchards, and wheat and rice as far as the eye can see.

The things in the dream are so unreal, yet so beautiful.

By the time he woke up, it was eight o'clock in the evening, and he had slept for about an hour, and it was already completely dark.

The light in front of the lobby behind him was on, and the light was dim, shining on him, making the night less gloomy.

Jiang Chengwen opened his eyes, and he saw that he was covered with a blanket, and Han Jing beside him was lying on his chest.

"Hmm......"

Han Jing seemed to feel the movement below her, and she reached out and rubbed her eyes.

"Did I wake you up?" Jiang Chengwen asked.

"No ......"

Han Jing pressed against his chest and said, "I'm a little tired. ”

Jiang Chengwen reached out and put it on her back through the back of her neck.

He patted her gently on the back and said, "Sleep again." ”

This journey is a bit tiring after all.

"Hmm."

Han Jing's voice was weak, and she didn't open her eyes from beginning to end.

Feeling the caress behind her back, she was extremely relieved, and wanted to linger on this chest for a while.

Somewhat reluctant.

"Dog ......"

"Huh?"

"I want to ......"

Han Jing's voice was intermittent and said, "Listen to you sing." ”

"What do you want to hear?" Jiang Chengwen asked.

Han Jing said: "It's all right. ”

The moonlight and dim light scattered over the two of them.

Jiang Chengwen reached out and lifted the blanket on his body and covered her body.

He patted her gently on the back, and the night and the insects of the mountain stream were the accompaniment.

The coffin is buried deep at the bottom of the valley

There are no eternal secrets

Involved in the rivers and lakes are all miserable

No one escapes fate

……

Jiang Chengwen sang softly, accompanied by a low soft moan, adding a layer of hazy to the night.

It's getting late, and the sound is fading.

The person in his arms slowly fell asleep, and his voice slowly lowered.

Wait until it's a little later.

She had already slept deeply, and Jiang Chengwen didn't continue to sing, just patted her back and enjoyed the moment.

In a trance, he even felt that he had reached the twilight of old age, enjoying the dullness and meaning brought by the changes of time.

Such occasional days are really intoxicating.

He carefully took out his mobile phone from his hand and glanced at the time, and seeing that it was not early, he turned sideways and hugged Han Jing.

Han Jing was hugged by him and woke up in a trance.

She reached out and put her arms around his neck.

"Hmm......"

"Go to bed." Jiang Chengwen said.

"Hmm."

Silent at night, Jiang Chengwen hugged her on the bed in the house, took off her shoes, and then covered her with a quilt and carefully covered her.

Han Jing stretched out her hand and pulled Jiang Chengwen to the bed in a daze, as if she was reluctant to let him go.

Jiang Chengwen whispered in her ear, "Do you want me to accompany you?" ”

"Hmm."

Han Jing replied softly, hugging his neck and refusing to let go.

Half-asleep, she is always the most clingy.

Jiang Chengwen took off his shoes and slept next to her.

Han Jing hugged him, approached him, and leaned on his shoulder, in Fang Cai's dream, she saw a sea of flowers, which was so beautiful.

Unawake, she asked in a whisper, "What flowers do you like?" ”

"Huh?"

Jiang Chengwen looked at her and saw that Han Jing's eyes were closed, as if she was talking in a dream, and then there was no movement.

He smiled and covered her with the quilt.

In the middle of the night, they seemed to have only spoken a few words, but they seemed to have said a lot.

The words were all spoken in the dream.

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