He sat on an exercise equipment closest to the road, his hands mechanically doing stretching exercises, and his mind was in turmoil.

After a long time, Leng Yue finally returned from the mountain exercise, and he involuntarily stood up and greeted him.

When Leng Yue walked here and saw Yuanshan, especially when she saw him get up from the sports equipment and face her, her heart jumped to her throat with a "bang".

It turned out that he didn't leave, he was waiting for her!

Finally—waiting for her!

"Coming back?"

Yuanshan asked her.

"Hmm!"

She squirmed inexplicably.

"Are you—tired?" he asked again.

"Hmm!"

She hummed again, panicked and confused.

What's the matter? I'll only hum today? This is not her usual "frank" personality!

"Are you—hot?" he said suddenly, something strange.

"Hot?"

Leng Yue asked him puzzled.

But immediately, she really felt hot, she subconsciously touched her forehead, and it was really wet.

"Yes, there's some heat. She said.

"I know there's a path down the hill, and it's very cool, and it's very cool, and it's shady!

Leng Yue did not agree, nor did she object.

She just followed him as if she had been hypnotized by him.

They left the road and turned left towards a path they had never walked before.

It was indeed a secluded, untravelled path, but it was by no means as poetic as the distant mountains described.

The path was as dry, empty and lonely as the desert at noon, and like a broken old man in his twilight years.

Although there were indeed some trees in the distance, they all looked thin and barren, with no good shade or even a beautiful view.

Leng Yue followed behind the distant mountains, walking one foot deep and one foot shallow.

For the first time, she felt so close to him, and the surroundings were so quiet, she could even hear each other's breathing and heartbeat.

She looked at the distant mountains around her, the tall and cold, dignified mountains, and thought of the distant mountains, the distant mountains with great names and the wind and rain, and her heart suddenly flinched.

With Yuanshan's fame and strength, would he really love a woman? She bit her lip and suddenly became a little angry and angry with herself.

She wanted to go back, she wanted to escape, but she found that the other self in her heart, who was small, haggard, and lonely, longed to follow him forever, like a shadow, and go on like this......

At this time, Yuanshan was also thinking about the cold moon in his heart.

Thinking of the beautiful fairy-like cold moon, thinking of the cold moon who is much younger than himself and has a successful career, thinking of the cold moon who has always been free and humorous but now silently follows him.

Thinking...... Thinking...... Thinking of his age and family, his innate "sense of superiority" was suddenly replaced by uneasiness and confusion.

He stopped and walked side by side with Cold Moon.

They were very close, and Leng Yue was within reach of him, but he didn't dare to take a step beyond Lei Chi.

He looked at Leng Yue and looked at her very gently.

"I want to ask you a question," he paused, and after a moment of silence, he said, "What do you think of the age gap between people?"

Under the gaze of the distant mountains, Leng Yue's heart slowly warmed up.

When she heard him mention age, and then mention the gap, she froze. She had no idea that Yuanshan would mind her age so much.

Immediately, her mind turned, she thought for a moment, and opened her mouth loudly:

"Is the age gap you talking about men to men, women to women, or men to women, women to men?"

Yuanshan was a little dizzy by her questions.

"Are you talking about tongue twisters?" he asked.

"Of course not! Before 'interrogating witnesses', I always have to figure out the problem," Leng Yue looked innocent.

"Interrogation?" Yuanshan asked with a smile, "Do you think this is the court?"

Leng Yue was serious and serious, she said:

"Life is like a big courtroom, and everyone has a different role to play. The person who plays well becomes a judge. Those who smash their lives become criminals. People outside the city want to go in, and people inside the city want to come out. In my opinion, marriage is not a gorgeous prison, it locks up youth, it locks love, and it locks freedom. It locks a man and a woman together, and then rushes every day for firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, and tea. Especially with a child, this child has become the owner of the lock. Your whole life, whether you go out of this door or not, you have to think about him. ”

Yuan Shan didn't interject, he had been listening quietly, savoring Leng Yue's words.

Leng Yue paused, and when he saw that Yuan Shan didn't react, he asked him, "Are you listening?"

"Of course, I'm not just listening, I'm thinking. ”

"What do you think?"

"Of course, I want you to speak at length. ”

"Oh?" Leng Yue pondered for a moment and said with a smile, "I thought you were thinking about the progress and development of human society again. ”

"Huh?"

With a poof, Toyama laughed.

"Little villain!" he muttered quietly, then said loudly, "You haven't answered my question about the age gap." ”

"Then you didn't say who is the gap with whom!"

"Of course it's men and women, because that's all there are in the world. ”

"Men and women......"

Leng Yue thought for a while and said, "Have you ever heard of a common saying? Forty-one flowers for men and forty tofu scum for women." ”

"Oh, and that's the way it goes?"

It's the first time I've heard of Yuanshan.

"A man of eighty can marry a young lady of eighteen, and that is called an old husband and a young wife. Leng Yue said: "And the guy who is eighty and eighteen is called a pervert." ”

With a poof, Yuanshan laughed again.

He felt like he was being put on a piece by the cold moon, but this one made him feel very comfortable listening to it.