It's a small valley, and even though it's winter, a considerable number of evergreen pines and holly are clustered around the small buildings, and the lights are reflected in the shadows. On the plaque at the gate of the small building, there are three words on the book of dragon flying and phoenix dancing: Daming Valley.

"Mr. Ling, you are here, and the room has been prepared for you early in the morning. The waiter at the front desk smiled and handed over the room card.

The small building is extremely Chinese-style, there is no elevator in the four-story structure, and the wooden staircase is covered with a red carpet, but it is not the bright red, but with a little purple tone. The wall lamp on the corridor is very classical, like the palace lamp in the palace in the TV series, the lampshade is frosted glass, the light is not bright, and it is easy to give people a kind of warmth when it shines down slowly and gently.

Ling Haoran plugged in the room card and gently pushed the door open: "Come in." ”

He pressed the switch, and a gauze lamp suddenly lit up in the room, and the red lamp beads in it were shrouded in a gauze cover, and the light brought warmth, as if it was full of overflow.

"I feel like I've crossed through ......" Liu Hanyan looked at the layout of the room in a daze, quite a bit of a legacy of independence.

"It's an antique style, although it's only been five years since it was built. Ling Haoran took off his coat and hung it up, "People who have lived in the city for a long time always want to come to such a place to relax and prove that they are not just a money-making machine. ”

He approached to help her take off her heavy coat, and Liu Hanyan found that the temperature in this room was actually very warm, and a thin layer of sweat had appeared on his forehead unconsciously. He gently wiped away the fine beads of sweat for her with his fingertips, and the faint light revealed a little warmth......

Liu Hanyan was a little hurried and uncomfortable. Although I knew in my heart that the person in front of me was another body of Kong Haoran, I still felt uneasy. She pushed him away, trying to stay away.

Ling Haoran grabbed her, pursed her lips tightly under her stunned gaze, and didn't say a word, just untied her coiled bun with one hand, and in an instant, her hair fell down like a waterfall, and the slender fingers with distinct joints gently passed through her hair. This is Ling Haoran's exclusive delicacy!

Liu Hanyan was frightened by his movements, and even a little stunned. She remembered that she had read in books about this ancient custom: the ancient woman wore her hair in a bun before marriage, and at night, in the cave room, only her husband could untie it for her, and the marriage came from it.

Suddenly, Liu Hanyan somewhat understood the meaning of Ling Haoran bringing her here, the antique style, all hinting at this, warmth, silence. But why is it the doppelganger Ling Haoran?

She almost ran into the bathroom.

The water under the shower, stealing jade and splashing beads, made Liu Hanyan's whole person fall into a dreamlike personal warmth, after bathing, she picked up the antique clothes sent by the waiter on the shelf and changed into them, and looked at herself in the mirror. I feel that I am in a trance, and I am a gentle fair lady who walked out of Tang poems and Song lyrics.

It's just that the long dress with intricate lace makes her feel too luxurious: she is not a concubine of the deep palace after all! But as soon as she stepped out of the bathroom, she heard Ling Haoran's heartfelt admiration: "It's beautiful." It reminds me of Bai Juyi's poem describing Yang Yuhuan: 'The spring is cold, the water is warm, and the fat is washed, and the waiter is powerless'. ”

"Where is there such a beautiful ......" Liu Hanyan looked up half embarrassed and half shy, and looked at Ling Haoran's eyes with a smile. But his eyes were not amazing, but pure appreciation.

They went to the restaurant together, which was light red and white, hung with long gauze tents, and was full of retro graceful and graceful taste.

The seats are also very distinctive, with two carved wooden chairs, a rectangular table in the middle, a vermilion background, and black velvet lines.

The waiters are wearing antique national costumes, with swaying skirts and beautiful ripples, looking at them, it is as if they are watching a timely costume drama.

Under the dim light, Liu Hanyan couldn't see the expression on Ling Haoran's face clearly, but his voice was as clear and detailed as water waves: "The moon is born on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time." ”

Was this a metaphor for their love on the island? On that day, they worshipped heaven and earth, and on that day, he made her his wife. However, these are made by another body, what does it mean that he is lifting it with this body now?

Liu Hanyan was completely confused, she didn't even know how she finished that meal, she didn't remember what she ate or how much she ate, she only remembered his affectionate sentence.

At night, she was lying on the only big bed in the room, Ling Haoran leaned close to her cheek, and the lingering heat burned her whole heart.

"I ......" Liu Hanyan tensed up, and there was a hint of stiffness in his voice. She didn't want both bodies to accept ......

"Don't be nervous, I just want to hug you. Ling Haoran hugged her tightly, and there was a faint pain in his heart.

She reassured herself and let him wrap herself tightly in the quilt.

Liu Hanyan's body couldn't help but tremble slightly, although she also knew in her heart that this was Kong Haoran's other body, but after all, it was not the same, she couldn't accept his embrace calmly, she always felt that something was wrong, and she was a little apprehensive in her heart. Ling Haoran tenderly buried his chin beside her ivory neck and whispered, "Don't be nervous, relax." I am who I am, and no one else. We're together, and it's only natural that I want to be a little closer to you. However, I will also pay attention to proportion, and my body will not force you to bear the behavior of being too affectionate. ”

"That's good. Liu Hanyan nodded delicately, "Otherwise, I have the feeling of wandering between two people at the same time, and subconsciously I just feel that something is wrong, and I feel sorry for your body." "Smoke, I understand. This is also because she loves herself deeply and has only one in her heart, so the doppelganger Ling Haoran subconsciously hugged her delicate body tighter.

Early the next morning, Liu Hanyan opened the curtains and found that it was quietly snowing like catkins outside, and couldn't help but cry out happily: "Ah, it's snowing!" Ling Haoran rubbed his eyes when he heard the sound and got up, and said with sleepy eyes: "Really? It hasn't snowed all winter, but now it's snowing in spring?" "I don't believe you came to see it." Liu Hanyan said childlike cheerfully, it was really snowing. ”

Ling Haoran walked to the antique carved wooden window and saw that there were really small pieces of flying snow outside the window. The snow flew like salt and hovered in the air like small fluff, and the trees and flowers in the valley were like frost, and they were dressed in a faint layer of silver, which was very gratifying.

"If it's really snowing, why don't you wear more clothes?" Ling Haoran couldn't help but hug her shaved shoulders with pity, "It's not good to be cold for a while." "Although this room has hidden geothermal heating, the temperature is not very high because of the antique effect.