Resist the wind and cross the sea into the island, for the first time in thousands of years. In fact, a boat crossing across the sea was prepared on the shore, but Chen Changfeng was just lazy, so he had to do it.

Beyond the misty sky, I leaned down and looked down, and finally I could see the outline of an island vaguely.

Chen Changfeng hugged the figure of the small stone, and flew towards the faintly visible landing pier to resist the wind, and when the two of them stepped on this small island, they were attracted by the scenery in front of them.

Behind a small single-arch stone bridge, there are dozens of large banyan trees with lush leaves, and under the trees, more than a dozen thatched houses are arranged in turn with the flowers and green leaves in front of the house, and the water in front of the hut is murmuring. On the island at sunset, the smoke is filled, and the most beautiful small bridge and flowing water are nothing more than that.

"What a beautiful wonderland," the little stone exclaimed.

"Then you stay here, don't go back. Chen Changfeng quipped.

"Yes," replied the little stone without thinking.

Chen Changfeng generously led this happy little stone and walked towards the stone bridge with the word "abyss" written on it in front of him.

This stone bridge called the abyss, the moss-covered stones on the bridge, I don't know how many years of grinding and wind and rain erosion, look like the vicissitudes of life.

There is no water under the stone bridge, it looks bottomless, and there is a rattan about 100 meters long lying quietly next to the bridge.

"It seems that there is a cave in this place," Chen Changfeng said curiously.

"Have you ever swung on a swing?" Chen Changfeng turned around and asked.

"What is a swing?" Little Stone really didn't understand.

"It's the kind of game that girls like best. Chen Changfeng replied.

I don't know why, Chen Changfeng suddenly remembered her, every season, the one who would always sit under the peach tree at the door of the house, carefree swinging. The pink peach blossoms, the fans' long skirts, and the carefree laughter on the red little faces, the former childhood seems to be far away from him. At that time, I was young and sorrowful, but when I grew up, I seemed to be more sorrowful.

"Does she also like swinging?" Xiao Shi looked at Chen Changfeng thoughtfully, and asked softly.

"Like, when I was a kid, I always watched her swing by myself. Chen Changfeng didn't plan to hide anything from this, the cute and stubborn little stone.

He felt extremely comfortable with this little stone girl, she was obedient to him in everything, Chen Changfeng wanted to try his best to give her more laughter and protection.

As for the wrongdoer who married with his fingertips, Chen Changfeng felt that it seemed that being her slave was quite fulfilling. According to the thick-skinned saying, there is no way to be afraid of my wife, and I am used to it. has been beaten by her every day since she was a child, and if there is no injury on her face one day, it must be the blessing of the Bodhisattva.

"I want to swing too," Little Stone looked at him with big bright eyes.

"Okay, I'll make one for you"

Chen Changfeng dragged the rattan on the stone bridge with one hand, and led the small stones to the middle of the row of thatched houses with the other.

"You wait, soon"

Chen Changfeng let go of Xiao Shi's hand, pulled out the rusty iron sword on his waist, stood in place to condense the sword qi, and chopped a waist-thick branch with a sword.

Chen Changfeng looked down at the rusty iron sword, and secretly said in his heart, "Good sword", and take a good look at it when he has time.

Then three more swords came out in an instant, splitting the branch into two neat rectangular planks, and Yufeng got up and tied the rattan into two sections and tied it to the sturdy trunk, and after landing on the ground, he quickly fixed the two planks.

A beautiful swing that is done in the blink of an eye.

Sitting on the small stone on the swing, two small white hands tightly holding the rattan on the swing, nervous and excited. She didn't want anything, she knew that all the sincerity of this man at this moment was given to her.

I really can't help but want to say to him: "It's good to have you"

As for now, let all those unhappy things drift in the wind!