The gentle autumn wind of midday curled her tail hair, and the broken hair that blew on the side of her face seemed to scratch his heart with the swaying of the wind.

She stopped for a moment, then walked towards the red-painted temple gate, and it wasn't until she was gone, Jiang Yuye walked to the place where Feng Qingyue had just stayed.

This tree is very large, it is a twin hundred-year-old ginkgo tree, the trunk is very thick, two people can't hug it, he looked up, the red ribbon hanging on the branch is still written, some words have faded after the sun and rain, but carefully can still see clearly, some people ask for peace, some people ask for marriage, and ask for more children and more blessings, ask for smooth work, ask for anything.

Yu Guang saw the movement of the wind Qingyue, and Jiang Yuye leaned his back against the tree on the other side.

Feng Qingyue didn't notice him, she had a red tie in her left hand, she looked up at the very high canopy, and held a bamboo pole in her right hand, and hung it with great difficulty, Feng Qingyue wanted to hang on the top, but several times it was unsuccessful.

She saw a wooden stool not far away, took it and put a piece of paper on it, stepped on the stool and continued to hang it with a bamboo pole, and her hands were sore, but it still didn't work.

"Ah, it's so hard, I'll just grow a little taller." Feng Qingyue couldn't help complaining, her hands were really sore, she was going to take a break and hang underneath first.

Jiang Yuye's chuckling voice sounded from behind the tree: "I'll help you hang it." ”

His sudden appearance frightened Feng Qingyue into a spirit, and the stool under her feet was crooked, and she fell backwards.

Jiang Yuye strode by her hand, but fell to the ground by her inertia.

The bamboo pole landed on one side, and the red tie in her hand was pulled tightly.

Jiang Yuye hurriedly checked her situation, and his tone was nervous: "Are you okay?" ”

"Sss Feng Qingyue's eyes were slightly red in pain, and he couldn't care that the person in front of him was Jiang Yuye: "My ankle hurts." ”

"I'll see."

He reached out and pulled her trouser leg slightly, revealing her fair skin, Feng Qingyue couldn't help but dodge for a while, he held her ankle strongly: "Don't move, I'll see if there is any sprain." ”

Jiang Yuye pinched the bone of her ankle with his hand, and was relieved to find that there was no dislocation, it was only a slight sprain, and it would be fine after a while.

He stretched out his hand to help her up, but Feng Qingyue subconsciously dodged away: "I'll just come by myself." ”

Jiang Yuye laughed angrily, but he was too lazy to follow Feng Qingyue, so he pulled her up domineeringly, wiped the wooden stool with paper, and asked her to sit down.

Then he picked up the bamboo pole on one side and stretched out his hand: "Take it, where do you want to hang it?" ”

Feng Qingyue, who was sitting on a low stool, looked up at Jiang Yuye, and found that he was really tall, she thought about it, and still handed him the red tie, and called: "I want to hang it on the highest canopy." ”

Jiang Yuye took the opportunity to peek at what she wrote, Feng Qingyue's words were very beautiful, it was a hairpin flower, delicate and elegant.

She wrote on two sides.

While blessing grandma's physical recovery.

While bless yourself with a smooth road ahead.

It's quite greedy.

Jiang Yuye hooked her lips lightly, and hung the top very easily, where she had a red tie, which was quite conspicuous.

Jiang Yuye turned around and found that she was rubbing her ankles, there was no one around, and the students who came up looked around and left, so it seemed very gloomy here.

Jiang Yuye put one hand in her pocket, and her black eyes fell on her pale face: "I'll carry you down." ”

Feng Qingyue was so shocked that he shook his hand: "No, I can go by myself." ”

What are you kidding, she knew in her heart that Jiang Yuye chased here mostly because of him, how could she have too much contact with him, Feng Qingyue was a little tired, why did this person just want to come to her side, no matter how ruthless she said, he just didn't leave, she was already helpless.

Jiang Yuye stood angrily, looking at her playfully with dark eyes: "Then you take a step and show Lao Tzu." ”

Feng Qingyue stood up, endured the pain and tried to keep it steady, Jiang Yuye was afraid that her ankle, which was originally fine, would only be red and swollen after a while, so he squatted in front of her and patted his shoulder: "Come up." ”

Seeing that she still didn't move, Jiang Yuye directly began to scare her: "Basically no one comes up here, and there will be no one to rest in the temple, when you continue to rub in, the whole school will be disbanded and go back to their respective homes, what will happen if Lao Zhang finds out that you are not there?" When the time comes, it will be time-consuming and laborious to dispatch everyone to find you. ”

Feng Qingyue has been very independent since he was a child, and he doesn't cause trouble if he can.

Jiang Yuye was right, she couldn't go down for a while, and when the whole school came to find her, and delayed them to do sanitation activities, thinking like this, she was a little reluctant to go.

She pursed her red lips and looked at Jiang Yuye, the two looked at each other, the breeze gently stroked the forehead of the breeze, her eyes seemed to be full of starlight, Jiang Yuye exhaled slightly, tilted his head slightly uncomfortably, and said impatiently: "Hurry up, otherwise Lao Tzu really doesn't care about you." ”

Until a sweet gardenia smell surrounded him, Feng Qingyue still compromised on his back, pulled his clothes nervously with his little hands, and whispered softly: "Then you go faster." ”

Jiang Yuye picked her up, and found that the wind was clear and fragrant, and the fragrance was soft, but it was very light, and there was no weight, so he laughed vigorously: "I know, I know how to call Lao Tzu." ”

Jiang Yuye said as he walked: "You can eat more in the future." ”

"Huh?"

"It's not easy to hold."

Feng Qingyue turned his head, kept a distance from Jiang Yuye as much as possible, and his tone was unnaturally stiff: "It doesn't matter to you whether you hug it or not." ”

Jiang Yuye laughed happily, and put his hat on Feng Qingyue's head with one free hand: "Help me hold it steady." ”

He looked at the long steps and asked, "Feng Qingyue, are you ready?" ”

Feng Qingyue was hurriedly taking his hat: "What? ”

"Let's go."

He went down the steps quickly, Feng Qingyue, who lost his center of gravity, wrapped one hand around him more fiercely, the whole person was attached to his body, the fresh mint smell lingered on the tip of her nose, she looked at the long steps, her face was frightened: "You slow down!" ”

"Jiang Yuye!"

Jiang Yuye didn't reply to her, Feng Qingyue saw a few students from No. 1 Middle School in front of him, and the other hand quickly put his hat on his head, and buried his whole face in Jiang Yuye's shoulder socket to prevent others from seeing it.

Like a gust of wind, he scared the few students who were slowly coming down the stairs.

A person looked at their backs uncertainly: "Is that Jiang Yuye?" ”

"It seems to be ......"

"Why is the person on his back so much like Feng Qingyue?"

"Well, it seems to be ...... too"

Several people looked at each other, and the speed of going down the mountain couldn't help but be faster.

Feng Qingyue was fortunate that he had basically gone down the mountain to gather now, so there was no one along the way.

Soon arrived at the foot of the mountain, Feng Qingyue struggled to come down, she stood firm and threw her hat into Jiang Yuye's arms, and left angrily with a cold face.