The woman stretched out and took it, peeled one and put it in her mouth, the taste was light, and it was not as delicious as sunflower seeds, so it was okay.

The remnant sun entered through the window and shone at her feet, the yellow and dazzling eyes.

After a while, the woman walked in with two plates of dishes, basically vegetarian, steaming hot, so light that I couldn't really see it.

The pungent smell of food did not arouse the woman's appetite, she had always been like this, as if nothing could attract her attention, even if she smoked, it was because of boredom to pass the time.

The meals were served one after another, a tall shadow suddenly blocked the light in front of the door, Xi Qing raised his eyes and looked, it was a middle-aged man, and his appearance was five points similar to Luo Li, he saw her, he was stunned without doubt, and then bloomed with the simple smile of a rural person, and walked into the house. He had a bit of a bump in his legs and feet, and he was supposed to have been injured.

Luo Li casually introduced a few words, and the three of them chatted, and within a few minutes, Luo Ying was holding three bowls of rice, one on the left and one on the right, and a bowl on her wrist, she carefully crossed the threshold and put the rice firmly on the table.

The girl's skin was slightly dark, her cheeks were baby fat, and her big black eyes were like gems inlaid on her face.

Luo Li didn't know when he took the chopsticks over, carefully picked a pair and handed them to the woman, with a slight nervousness on his face.

Xi took it lightly, his face was as usual, and he didn't dislike it, and the man couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Her eating action is very elegant, with a natural nobility, even if she eats coarse tea and light rice, it does not damage her purity, everyone looks at her from time to time, looking for some topics, a meal down, lively, but a bit of family reunion.

After the meal, reflecting the last touch of the sun, Luo Li took people to the school, by the pond, poplars stand side by side, towering and straight, the potted and uneven book cover is scattered with cicada shells, the ears of the cicadas are singing wave after wave, the evening breeze is slightly cool, passing through the water, blowing through the treetops, the sound of leaves beating is endless.

The corners of the woman's clothes are in the cool breeze, turning non-stop, the seat is lightly tied in a high ponytail, the ends of her hair move with the wind, the orange-red glow spreads on her face, directly into the bottom of the eyes, reflecting the shadow of the distant mountains and forests, the top of her hair, the ink hair is smooth, reflecting the fine light.

Luo Li walked on her left side, and when he looked at her, it was against the light, and his thick eyelashes could only block part of the light, and he couldn't help but squint.

"Do you like fish?" He asked.

"It's fine." Her voice was faint, and her gaze fell on the nearby fish pond, like a feather brushing across the water, rippling.

A lot of branches and grass were thrown into the water, and the fish scrambled for food, and the leaves of the trees became less and less.

A faint fishy smell wafted out of the water, scraping the tip of her nose, she was in a trance, in her memory, it seemed that there was a person who liked to eat fish, who was it? She couldn't remember.

At this moment, a pair of peach eyes broke into her field of vision, and the man was facing him, walking backwards: "Next time you come to my house, I will go down to the river to catch a fish for you." ”

Xi looked at his eyes steadily, her aber-colored pupils seemed to be flashing with fireflies, and her shadow was reflected in the dark pupils.

"Okay." She whispered in response, tightening her shoulder bag tightly.

"Then it's settled." He smiled with crooked eyebrows and bright eyes, and there was a pool of spring water hidden in it, as if it had been stored for the entire rainy season, bottomless, full of tenderness.