After leaving the library, we decided to go for a walk in a nearby park.

On the way there, we passed a rather lively pedestrian street. Many junior high school students wear school uniforms and carry small school bags to cram school. Adults in formal suits and briefcases hurriedly looked down at the road and rushed to work; There are also many very chic and idle rent-collecting uncles and aunts, stepping on flip-flops, chatting about family life with a loud voice, and walking on the way to drink morning tea.

The sun is finally out, not sunburning, but the warmth can drive away a little cold of the night and the coolness of the morning, and a little golden sprinkle down the street, showing a busy and idle fireworks.

The two of us walked side by side, and there was a sense of fullness that filled our hearts.

Along the way, we chatted while walking, and the content of the conversation was nothing more than interesting things in the school, some gossip in and out of the class, and it was also a good enjoyment to watch her cover her red lips and secretly chuckle from time to time.

Occasionally, when I make some pleasant jokes, she will beat me with her little fists, and I can't avoid it, but I won't admit defeat, and she will be red and delicate.

When she arrived at the park, because of the small flow of people, she was more open than before, her steps became more brisk, and the laughter like silver bells kept echoing in her ears.

There is a bamboo forest that spreads to the foot of a hill not far away, and the rich emerald green fills most of the field of vision, lush and green.

There is also a large lake, which reflects the emerald green of the mountains, shimmering and making a comfortable splash.

The fragrance of bamboo fills the surroundings, which makes people feel refreshed when they smell it. The bamboo branches are dense, and with the swing of the bamboo leaves, the gusts of fresh wind continue to blow, which makes people feel refreshed and happy.

Just looking at it and feeling the wind blowing in my face, I felt that my whole heart was being gently washed.

Luo Yutong seems to rarely go to such a place, her pretty face is full of happiness, and her beautiful eyes are bent into crescents, looking at everything around her.

I don't know when, our hands involuntarily held together. The smooth and soft touch with a hint of comforting coolness came from her hand, making the temperature of my palm gradually rise.

Looking at the young and beautiful face of the girl next to me and smelling the faint fragrance in the air, I couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

I have to say that her appearance is really beautiful.

Her complexion seemed to be more pure and immaculate than the whitest of mutton fat jade; The skin seems to be softer and more crystalline than the mildest nephrite; The red lips seem to be more delicate and bright than the most delicate rose petals; The eyes seem to be more beautiful and watery than the clearest crystals. On the cheeks, the two strands of hair gently blow with the wind to add a bit of seductive style, and the quiet eyes turn wisely, with a bit of charming style.

"Idiot, what are you doing again?" Seeing that I was staring at her intently, the little fairy who looked cold on weekdays was also blushing at her, waving her other jade hand in front of my eyes, and said coquettishly.

A little bit of my daughter's amorous gesture made me stunned again when I came back to my senses, and finally continued to move forward.

Not long after, we walked together to a place where there were basically no people, where the breeze was gentle, the willows were blowing, as if time was slow, the years were quiet, and it was as beautiful as the scene I had imagined in countless dreams before.

It made me involuntarily stop again.

"What's wrong? Stopped again? She turned her head sideways and pulled up her long hair, accompanied by a touching fragrance.

"I ...... I want to hug you......"