On the broken bluestone road, Yang Xiaofeng and Luo Qingxue walked slowly side by side, silent along the way, and no one said a word. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

At this moment, in this situation, the two of them really don't know what to say.

Although they have just been engaged, after all, it is only the first time they have met.

The girl only felt that her heart was beating so fast, and she couldn't even understand how she could have done this family business in a daze. You know, in fact, she came to Qingshui Villa this time with the original intention of ......

Thinking of her original intention, she only felt really contradictory for a while.

This teenager should now say that he is his fiancé, he ...... , is it true that the first time we met, I was completely ......?

Thinking of this, she quietly turned her head to look at him, just to find that the young man was also staring sideways at her.

The moment they met their eyes, they both smiled lightly.

The girl immediately felt her heartbeat instantly speed up a little, and seeing that he was also looking at herself, she hurriedly turned her head away.

The boy felt a little embarrassed, he really should say something at this moment, but he really didn't know what to say at this time.

So, he could only keep going, and of course, the girl followed him silently.

Suddenly, there was an impulse to keep going on silently like this all the time.

I just hope that this road will never end.

The boy didn't speak, so naturally she didn't speak first.

All the way, the two of them remained silent.

Although he was walking, the boy didn't know where to go.

After walking aimlessly for a while, he finally stopped, in front of a lonely courtyard.

"What kind of place is this?"

After all, it was the girl who opened her mouth first, and somehow, she behaved more freely than the teenager.

Frank and pure, perhaps this is the most true feeling of a girl.

As for the indifference and arrogance in the future, it was just her disguise, but now she has not learned to disguise, and besides, in front of him, she does not need to disguise.

"Where I live".

Unconsciously, Yang Xiaofeng took the girl to the place where he lived.

The young man smiled faintly, and then entered the courtyard, and without stopping, he went directly into the house.

The girl hesitated slightly, but finally followed him into the house.

"This is your room"?

Luo Qingxue had a little suspicion in her heart, looked at the young man, and showed a little surprise on her face.

"What's ......", Yang Xiaofeng smiled and asked rhetorically, "Don't you look like it?"

In the huge room, there was a bed by the window, a desk next to it, a few small bamboo chairs, a small wardrobe against the wall, and a bookshelf next to the wardrobe, but nothing else.

Luo Qingxue didn't even believe what she saw with her eyes.

This really doesn't look like the room of Yang Xiaofeng, the eldest son of the first family of martial arts. To be precise, it's more like a place where a peasant boy lives. But this is indeed Yang Xiaofeng's room – simple and simple.

In fact, the girl ignored one point, Yang Xiaofeng, whether it was his outfit or temperament, was no different from a peasant boy.

Just like the pure smile on his face, if it weren't for the heart of a peasant boy, how could there be a smile like his.

However, Childe is Childe after all, and under the cover of his pure and free peasant boy's temperament, he inadvertently reveals a little bit of nobility.

What fascinates Luo Qingxue is his temperament, expensive but not vulgar, calm and introverted, which is different from those people she has seen before.

If the girl in the main hall just now just thought that Yang Xiaofeng was a little special, then now she really discovered the difference in this young man.

Yang Xiaofeng does not have the kind of high-flying and domineering that everyone's children have always had, nor does he have the arrogance and arrogance of young people. All he had was a calm, calm and calm that didn't match his age.

However, behind this calmness, what is revealed is the unique youthful vitality of young people.

He feels like a breeze blowing across a lake in spring – warm and cozy. This wind blew into the girl's heart that was just beginning to open, and at this moment, she was still ignorant of feelings, and the imprint of a teenager was deeply engraved in her heart.

"Ah Xue......", I don't know when Yang Xiaofeng called the girl a lot more intimately, but it sounded so natural, there was no trace of jerky, he asked her softly: "Do you know what the name of this place is?"

"What's the name"?

The girl looked at him, a little curious for a moment.

"Listen to the Snow Pavilion".

"Listening to the Snow Pavilion"?

"Yes, listen to the Snow Pavilion."

Why is it called "Tingxue Pavilion"?

Snow is silent, and it rarely snows at Shimizu Resort.

Luo Qingxue didn't understand why this place was named "Listening to Snow Pavilion".

Yang Xiaofeng didn't understand either, but the moment he saw Luo Qingxue, he understood.

He heard the sound of snow, which was gentle and beautiful.

"This name was chosen for me by my mother when I moved here, and I asked her why she named the place where I lived Tingxue Pavilion."

"Did she say it"?

She just smiled and said I'll understand it later."

Yang Xiaofeng looked at the girl with a smile and said in a harmonious voice: "Before, I never understood what my mother meant, but now I ......."

Luo Qingxue interrupted: "Now you understand"?

"Yes......", Yang Xiaofeng nodded, stared at the girl's face intently, and said, "I finally understand now, because I did hear the sound of snow, and this sound is really beautiful."

Luo Qingxue muttered: "What are you doing stupidly, how can it snow now." Besides, what's the sound of the snow?"

The young man's eyes, as if two fires were burning, looked at the girl and murmured, "The snow I am talking about is a person."

"Oh".

Luo Qingxue pretended not to hear what he meant at all, quickly looked around, walked to the window, and calmly reached out and took off a sword hanging on the window lattice, and looked carefully, it was cut from bamboo, which was very exquisite.

She glanced at the boy and said, "You did this?"

"Of course, how about knife skills"?

"Well, the workmanship is fine, not bad".

"That is, don't look at who did it, can what I do not be good"?

"Less smelly and beautiful you, you don't blush when you brag about it, your skin is so thick."

"Yes, yes, yes......", Yang Xiaofeng nodded exaggeratedly. Then he took out a thick booklet from the bookshelf and handed it to the girl.

"This is for you".

Luo Qingxue asked in a harmonious voice, "What is this?"

"Shimizu Villa's swordsmanship and mental cheats".

Although Yang Xiaofeng had already said it very casually, Luo Qingxue was still shocked.

Jianghu people have always paid attention to factions, and martial arts secrets are the core secrets of this. Therefore, non-close relatives cannot easily look at it.

Yang Xiaofeng gave Luo Qingxue his secret book, indicating that he had identified with Luo Qingxue's identity and treated her as his wife.

Luo Qingxue looked at Yang Xiaofeng, and gradually, a faint flush appeared on her face, and she only felt like a deer was crashing into her heart, which made her sweet and nervous.

She didn't want this cheat, but she couldn't help but reach out to take it, and then this hand was tightly held by Yang Xiaofeng.

I am willing to hold this hand and keep the white head together......

No resentment in life and death, no regrets until death......

This is the firmest commitment to love.

He looked at her, and she looked at him, and they just looked at each other quietly, at the person they had put in their hearts.

No one spoke again, and what words could describe the scene at this moment.

Isn't the emotion of the world the same as wine, the stronger the wine, the more bland it looks like water.

The next moment, he gently took her into his arms.

Luo Qingxue's head rested tightly on Yang Xiaofeng's chest. His chest is solid and broad, and his hands are warm and strong.

My daughter has a dream,

Juvenile amorous.

It's all so natural, so wonderful, and so harmonious at the same time.

The sun was setting just right outside, and even the wind had stopped, and time might have stood still here.

"By the way, I'll take you to a good place", Yang Xiaofeng took Luo Qingxue's hand and ran out.

"Where are you going?"

"A beautiful place".

In the back mountain, there are maple forests on the left and right, and cliffs further back. I kept looking ahead, and in the distance the mountains were already connected to the sky.

A sunset is hanging in the sky.

Luo Qingxue quietly stared at the distant sky, for a long time, and admired obsessively: "What a beautiful sunset."

Yang Xiaofeng didn't know when there was an extra tube of Zhu Xiao in his hand, his fingers moved lightly, pressed the sound hole on Zhu Xiao, and gently put it to his mouth, and this Xiao played a beautiful note.

For the girl, it was the most beautiful sound she had ever heard.

The sound of the young man's voice in the afterglow of the slanting sun was tactful and melodious, making the world quiet, and even the hearts of people were quiet.

With a "bang", the sword was unsheathed, and the sword light was disturbed, scattered but not disorderly.

The sword in Luo Qingxue's hand seemed to have turned into snow, and it fell lifelike on a winter afternoon.

This is where the charm of the "Falling Snow Sword Technique" lies.

Her person is the snow fairy above the nine heavens, spreading auspiciousness and blessings to the world.

Fairies are sacred and solemn. Luo Qingxue was laughing.

The daughter is picturesque, smiling like a flower, and at this moment, she is the most charming scenery in the world.

This heart is for the king, this is the king, and this sword is only for the king.

The green silk clouds move, and the white clothes dance lightly. A cool mountain breeze blew down the half-red maple leaves in the treetops, but they were stuck by the surging sword qi and did not fall to the ground, dancing gently around the girl with the corners of her skirt.

Yang Xiaofeng had stopped Xiao Sheng, and looked at Luo Qingxue's figure affectionately.

The girl dancing in the wind seemed to have made him look stupid.

His heart was already drunk, after that autumn twilight.

He was so engrossed in it that he didn't even notice it, and at some point, Luo Qingxue was already looking at him.

By the time he had finished his song, she had already stopped the sword in her hand.

At the end of the dance, Luo Qingxue put the sword back into its sheath, and then looked at Yang Xiao with a chuckle, only to find that the young man happened to be looking at him as well, and he seemed to be completely stunned.

It wasn't the first time she'd been looked at like that by a boy.

If it had been before, she would have been angry. But at this moment, instead of being annoyed at all, she felt very happy.

The girl's heart suddenly swelled with a sweet feeling, like joy, but also like confusion, in short, an indescribable feeling.

In this moment, she seemed to feel ...... I felt as if my soul had been drained by something.

Is it the chuckle that is blooming on the face of the young man in front of him at this moment?

The slanting sun is thick, just shining on the young man's face, and at the same time it seems to shine into the girl's heart.

The girl suddenly realized that he was really a young man as bright and free as the sun.