Su Yu's mother has been overworked for many years, she has to take care of both her elderly parents and her young daughter, and she is busy running the family alone, and her body has gradually become a little unbearable over the years, and arthritis and rheumatism have begun to torture her.

Two days ago, Feng Jiuge asked Zhong Shuning what birthday gift Su Yu wanted to get? Zhong Shuning told him that Su Yu had always wanted to buy a massage chair for her mother, and she usually saved money, but a better massage chair cost thousands of yuan, and Su Yu wanted to give her mother the best, so it was still a drop in the bucket after saving for two semesters.

"How do you know?" Su Yu cried for a long time.

"It's good if you like it!" Feng Jiu Ge saw that Su Yu finally stopped crying, and his mood was a little lighter.

"Thank you, Jiu Ge!" Su Yu sincerely thanked, it was rare for Feng Jiu Ge to speak so seriously.

"You're welcome, Tenth Sister!"

Being teased by Feng Jiu Ge like this, Su Yu smiled and returned to his old style, and the two of them sneered at each other all the way and entered the mockery mode normally......

The spring rain is always lingering, very shallow and light, like a beautiful woman whispering in a dream, not seeing the hustle and bustle, no noise, as if greeting your lover, opening your heart, shouting for warmth, chatting casually, passing the time in the morning, afternoon, and evening.

I understand you, so I won't talk about you.

The color of cherry blossoms is usually very light, a touch of whitewash, not so prominent as the enchanting of heavy makeup, people who need to understand it slowly experience, the most beautiful is not the scenery, but the artistic conception in the scenery.

Tiny raindrops were blown by the wind, mischievously strung around, just touching the tips of the pedestrian's hair, and stealthily creeping up their eyelashes......

Pedestrians don't care and enjoy the beauty of the cherry blossoms.

When she came to the cherry blossom garden, Su Yu rushed into the sea of flowers in the spring rain with joy, and the waist-length green silk was soon stained with "white sugar", just like her smile was so sweet!

Feng Jiu Ge stretched out the umbrella and hurriedly chased after her, Su Yu's willfulness in the car had already made her suffer a little bit of wind and cold, although this kind of rain would not wet people's clothes for a while, but this kind of cold and wet cold was more likely to make people sick.

"Why are you running so fast?" Feng Jiu Ge chased after him, handed over an umbrella, and said with a smile, "Sakura can't run again!"

Su Yu glanced back at Feng Jiuge, ignored the umbrella he handed over, and took a few steps forward to stop on the edge of the cherry blossoms stained with raindrops, and his pretty face almost touched the petals.

"Don't catch a cold. ”

Feng Jiu shook his head helplessly, and simply blocked most of the umbrella he was holding on Su Yu's head, exposing most of his body to the rain.

"They cried ......"

Su whispered, catching the raindrops falling from the petals with her fingertips, and didn't care about her already a little soaked sleeves.

"Baochai also learned Sister Lin's style. ”

Feng Jiu accompanied him, no longer obstructed, and said with a smile, "It's a pity that I didn't bring a shovel." ”

"Hmph! That's a flower hoe, no culture!"

Su Yumei's eyes turned white, and Feng Jiuge ran into the cherry blossom forest at a glance.

The branches of the cherry blossom tree are too good to use the umbrella, so Feng Jiuge simply put away the umbrella and followed, "I just think the shovel is efficient." ”

"It's not emotional!"

Su Yu shuttled among the flowers like a butterfly, and from time to time he said a few words to Feng Jiu Ge behind him without looking back......

"Feng'er, hurry up and come out, it's the same here, you're almost wet. ”

Dai Jingyu had already caught up with Zhong Shuning, stopping on the side of the road and shouting.

"Susu, don't catch a cold!" Zhong Shuning also shouted, it was not easy to go in with an umbrella.

"Ahh

Seeing Su Yu sneezing, Feng Jiu Ge couldn't help but grab Su Yu's hand and walked out.

Su Yu's hands were cold, soft and boneless, fleshy, and very comfortable to hold, Feng Jiu Ge thought to himself.

After the four of them converged together, Dai Jingyu hid under Feng Jiuge's umbrella, Su Yu no longer insisted, walked in front with an umbrella, and borrowed Feng Jiuge's mobile phone to take pictures from time to time, of course, she also had a mobile phone, but she didn't have Feng Jiuge's mobile phone to take pictures clearly.

Although it was raining, there were not many fewer tourists than usual, and many university students would spontaneously set up small stalls on both sides of the road to sell souvenir photo albums and the like to subsidize their living expenses.

Although Su Yu Zhong Shuning did not propose to buy anything, Feng Jiu Ge still bought a lot of snacks very graciously, and specially bought a scarf for Su Yu to wrap up, Dai Jingyu insisted on choosing one for Feng Jiu Ge, and stood on tiptoe to help him wrap it around.

Finally found a small milk tea shop, Feng Jiuge hurriedly ordered four large cups of hot milk tea and some egg tart hot dogs, and the four of them temporarily sat down to rest, talking and laughing......

"Wipe it now!"

Feng Jiu Ge handed a pack of tissues to Su Yu, who was fiddling with the photo album on his mobile phone.

Su Yu took out the tissue and wiped it on his face indiscriminately, then continued to look down at the photo with Zhong Shuning, not caring at all about the ends of his already dripping hair.

"I'm really convinced!"

Feng Jiu Ge couldn't look at it, glanced at the table, took off his scarf and helped Su Yu wipe it, Dai Jingyu wanted to open her mouth It was too late, and she was silently drinking milk tea on the side.

"Some people like you will be jealous!"

Su Yu let Feng Jiu Ge play with his hair and smiled at Dai Jingyu.

"Mind your own business. Dai Jingyu glanced at Su Yu.

"Don't worry, Fengshen doesn't look down on me. ”

Su Yu muttered, and Chong Feng Jiuge asked, "Where are we going at night?"

"Of course, I went to the hotel to open a room overnight, and I will go back tomorrow, anyway, I took the leave. Feng Jiu Ge said casually.

"But people haven't thought about it yet?" Su Yu said with a sly face.

"What?" Feng Jiu Ge was a little confused by Su Yu's question.

"Feng'er don't pay attention to her!" Dai Jingyu touched Feng Jiu Ge with her arm, and then said to Su Yu, "Don't talk nonsense!"

"Damn!" Feng Jiu Ge finally understood what Su Yu said.

"By whom?" Su Yu looked proud.

"Lean on ......" Feng Jiuge raised his hand in surrender......

The spring rain is incessant, and it doesn't take a break for a day.

In the afternoon, Su Yu's clothes and hair were dry, and he began to jump in the rain again, dancing under the cherry blossom trees, and catching the falling cherry blossom petals with his hands......

"I said Su Baochai, Sister Lin has the talent of "Funeral Flower Yin", is your talented girl in City C No. 1 also singing...... Write poems?"

Feng Jiuge was afraid that Su Yu would make fun of himself again, so he stood aside and watched.

"This ......"

Su Yu hesitated for a moment, then said with a smile, "Okay! I'll make a poem, and it will be regarded as a return gift, listen up!"

The cold cicadas are poignant, and the tears stain the cherry blossoms

The rain sighed softly, and the tears were precious.

The spring evening embroiders the red garden, the breeze is dark, and the sound of the piano is far away.

Secretly crossing the sorrowful thoughts, there is no love for the sea a thousand times.

The language is timid, the lonely shadow is long, and the lovesickness is dawning.

Lan Zhou parted under the moon, why did he smell rouge with tears.

I have fallen in love with the butterfly in my life, and between my soft fingers, the cherry blossoms are fragrant.

In the next life, the deacons are still on the banks of the rainy river.

I hope that I can continue the old gentleman's affection and look at each other's cherry blossom eyes.

PS: I think a lot when I write this chapter, and sometimes I can only carefully recall the past...... Grief cannot be too obvious. It took a lot of effort to fill in this poem, but at least it was worth it. Finally!Recommend!Favorite!Ask for harassment!Vertical and horizontal starter!