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That was Yilong Resort, why did she think of a section of road in the resort from the key, or a scene of heavy snow that she had never seen before, shining pure and crystal clear in the mountains.

My eyes were blurred, and I didn't know what Lu Qiong had done with this sentimental person at the end. She rubbed her temples and came back to her senses. Her forehead was swollen and painful, as if her memory had become a visible thing, and someone stuffed it into her head. Here, let myself swallow and digest slowly, so as to face the experience I have accumulated for so many years.

The workers are pruning the branches in the west, and occasionally cleaning the fish pond. There are not many people recently. They have to rest and let the fish fry grow up. It was supposed to be later, but this year's weather is not very good. It is loneliness, and the pine needles are an extremely soft carpet laid on the ground. When you step on it, you have the feeling of entering a wedding hall, like getting married. The wind has struggled through the gaps in the forest, and the shoulders are covered with ginkgo leaves. Like ribbons falling on the body, receiving natural blessings.

Xu Chenmu was moved by this feeling in his heart, and the words swirled around his lips but he couldn't say anything. Lu Qiong's side face was beautiful and upright in her eyes, and the deep eyes contained a melancholy beauty that could not be ignored. Only then did she realize that Lu Qiong had fine lines around her eyes. She didn't take good care of herself. She often stayed up late typing and thought too much--Qingchun had already left.

Although it is still beautiful, this kind of beauty is the cultivation of the years, but it is clear that at this age, only 30 years old, it should be more chic and smooth. Xu Chenmu carried the fishing bag and walked beside her, suddenly it seemed that there was a small hand in his heart. After a handful, she became sour, and she reached out her hand to pin Lu Qiong's loose hair, showing a timid smile.

She remembered that she remembered Lu Qiong's age, and Lu Qiong was 30 years old.

"What's wrong?" Lu Qiong turned to glance at her.

"We seem to be getting married now." She explained honestly, spreading her hands, but she still couldn't catch the ginkgo leaves, and those leaves kept slipping away from her hands. She shook her hands and pretended not to do what she did just now, and poked her head: " Can the bride kiss the bride now?"

Lu Qiong smiled: "Don't make trouble."

"To be honest, I really want to marry you." Xu Chenmu didn't insist, he turned his head and continued walking, laughing and talking as if he was holding a huge secret of happiness, in a joking tone, with a heavy heart It must be a huge burden to think that I am going to get married when I can't remember anything.

I had no choice but to say it in such a tone. Whether Lu Qiong can understand her intention is another matter. After I said it, I felt that I was too active and abrupt, so I blushed slightly, and looked down at my toes that kept moving forward. moving.

"Hmm." There was no positive response, just such a low and unclear tone, Lu Qiong took the key and opened the fence in the East District. The workers seemed very surprised and stopped pruning the trees. They stood on the ladder and looked into the distance. After a pause, they started working again. They chose a flat place, put the pony tie in place, put the iron bucket in place, pulled out the fishing rod, and started to hang the fishing line on the hook. A piece of dough mixed with feed was hung up, and after all this was done, it was as if he had sunk into his own world. For a moment, Xu Chenmu felt that he could look at Lu Qiong from a distance. This was obviously Lu Qiong's memory!Lu Qiong's pastime, but she didn't feel lost at all. Instead, she saw Lu Qiong sitting quietly under the tree under such gazing, which was countless times more peaceful and silent than usual. The extremely quiet Lu Qiong, sitting in the tree Next, at the edge of the water, showing a silhouette, her mind was in a trance, and the image in front of her eyes suddenly darkened.

"elder sister……"

It seemed that someone was sobbing and calling, and the half-wipe of tears fading away in the night wind clearly turned into real things on her face. For some reason, she was aroused by such a scene, and she was sobbing and crying in the night. The girl called another person like this under a tree by the water.

"Sister, I'm fine."

Chapter 47 Wednesday: The process is greater than the result

Why do you call someone sister when you disagree?

In the shadows of the trees, the shimmering water reflected the dim moon, and she only saw a graceful figure standing beside her as if silent for a long time, and then the picture trembled for a long time, trembling as if capable of hissing Similarly, the picture faded out of her mind, and she couldn't realize that her memory was like this, but she just felt that the flashback of the memory should be like this.

Lu Qiong was fishing quietly over there, as if she was a leisurely fisherman, spending the rest of her life leisurely and peacefully, her eyes were calm, from which she could not tell what she was thinking, and Xu Chenmu didn't try to find out what others were thinking.

Maybe Lu Qiong was relaxing?Such an idea appeared in her mind, but she didn't know how to connect fishing with Lu Qiong's rest. For her, sitting here fishing and looking around, it seemed that she was in the outline of the sky and the distant land. In a circle, she sat in the center of the circle and was illuminated by the water. She could only recall the past in such an empty scene. She recalled an inexplicable scene and got enlightenment from the key.

But at the end of the day, I still didn't think of anything.

Maybe Lu Qiong would think her memories are useful, but she didn't tell her, she thinks they are very useless things, she remembered the winter snow in Yilong Resort covered the earth, and the woman in the mottled shadows of the trees His figure was thin, but that figure was too unfamiliar.

She just wants to hurry up and think about everything she has experienced with Lu Qiong, so that she can spread the burden on herself, so that Lu Qiong will not be out of breath. Lu Qiong always straightens up, with a tall and straight figure like a pine tree , his eyes looked indifferently from one side to the other, restraining his emotions in his eyes.

If the memory is not returned for the return of this feeling, then the things she remembers will be useless, and will only increase troubles, just like clearing the memory, remembering useful information, not cached files, she is blank I don't know how to recall useful things, but I desperately long for the love from the past.

Even though—even now she has the same instinctive dependence and liking for Lu Qiong, but she always feels that there is a piece missing, like the fifteenth moon is praised by others, and the rounded one is the sixteenth moon, so bright and clean, Holiness hung in the air with an inviolable confidence, and she felt that she was lacking in this relationship.

Seeing the gentle Lu Qiong with her long hair loose in the dark, she was silent. At that moment, it was as if someone blew a gust of wind in her heart, and it tightened a bit, followed by joy. She didn't want to admit that she wanted to cry so much at that moment, and she doesn't want to cry now. Willing to admit, at that moment Lu Qiong stood not far away looking at her, echoing her in the dark.

I always feel that my feelings are missing a piece, not a perfect dish, lacking a seasoning, and adding a little more impurities.

Impurities?She didn't have any impression of this thing, but it appeared suddenly, she took it to heart, sat on the pony and held her own fishing rod in a daze, turned around to look at Lu Qiong, who was frozen there like a statue , Then, narrowed his eyes slightly.

---- With a flick of the wrist, a silver light flashed across, before Xu Chenmu had time to react, Lu Qiong had already unhooked the fish from the hook and thrown it into the bucket.

So she subconsciously looked at her fishing rod. It was dangling, and the buoy moved. She hurriedly put it away, and saw that there was no bait and no fish.

This action seemed to be imitating Lu Qiong, drawing a tiger like a cat, and painting a tiger is not like a dog, and all kinds of vocabulary can be used, Lu Qiong smiled silently: "Quiet."

"..." I didn't make any noise either.

The two sat back again, their backs forming a pair.

Lu Qiong's hand has magical powers, the fish passed through her hand has already filled half the bucket, and Xu Chenmu kept twisting the fishing rod feeling that the years are so long, but he couldn't bear to disturb Lu Qiong who was in a happy mood , holding his face to see the sparkling water, the wrinkled pool of water is not clear. From here, there is a white tower far away on the opposite side. I don’t know what its purpose is. It is at the intersection of green, golden yellow and red. The place where the head sticks out looks great.