Haruno

In the blink of an eye, another few years have passed.

After the bell of the new century rang, Huaguo underwent earth-shaking changes.Young people are running outside, and more and more vacant spaces are left here, and only at the end of each year can we see a little excitement.

As for Tang Wan and He Yun, it was as if time had stood still. They lived behind the cover of the mountains. If they hadn't grown up year after year, they would have hardly felt the passage of time.

They are like being sealed in the mountains.

He Yun didn't think there was anything wrong with this.But sometimes he saw Tang Wan leaning against the corridor, looking out the door.It was a stare of regret.He Yun gradually understood—yes, he could bear the loneliness and isolation here, but Tang Wan wanted to go out.

And this kind of regret is even more so after their old TV broke down.

He is, after all, a young man in his early twenties.

Every time He Yun sees him looking out the door like this, he feels bad.That kind of feeling is that there is something pressing on the heart, which is always uncomfortable. However, He Yun no longer wants to tell Tang Wan about this discomfort.He would only go forward, pull Tang Wan, or go to Hengwu Garden, or to the back mountain...it doesn't matter where you go, as long as you don't do it like this.

He Yun really likes this kind of day.

I don't know when it started, but he feels that every day is a gift.What he likes most is spring, when the ice and snow start to melt, when the wind starts to be gentle, when the rain starts to fall, and then the eyes are full of green.Then there are the flowers that he changes every day.

As long as he opened the window, he could see the morning glories all over the wall.As long as there is wind, you can smell the fragrance of flowers.

At that time, he understood why there were so many spices in their house.Probably just like the breath of spring.

Of course, summer is also very good.After climbing the back mountain, they found that there was an abandoned pier, and where there is a pier, there is a river.In the clear pool under the back mountain, it is full of lotus flowers.Because it has been in disrepair for a long time and no one manages it, the lotus there has occupied the entire pond.

He Yun especially likes to go there for a walk on summer nights.Under the starlight, it is full of lotus fragrance.

He Yun also likes autumn.Autumn here always has a warm atmosphere, and the warm sunshine is really the most suitable for sleeping.Winter is also very good, he and Tang Wan are sitting in the room, reading a book around the stove.Then Tang Wan would put his hands under his clothes, letting his always cold palms stick to his hot belly.Just to keep his hands warm.

These are all good, all good.

He Yun couldn't imagine how it could be so good.

He just wanted to live here with Tang Wan forever.However, Tang Wan wanted to leave.

He didn't know if he could keep this person.

And He Yun didn't know what kind of beautiful man time had carved him into.Teenagers at this time don't always pay much attention to themselves. They usually wake up in the eyes of others and realize what they look like.And even less of that.So he never saw the change in his appearance.

He Yun is really getting more and more beautiful.

His beauty is beyond the scope of gender.The eyebrows are clean and delicate, and the eyes are pure and bright.What's even more rare is his temperament.His temperament is not like that of children of this age group, especially quiet.

If I had to describe it, it would probably be the color of spring flowers and bright moon.Sometimes, Tang Wan could stare dumbfounded just looking at him.He is always amazed by He Yun.

Looking at him, Tang Wan always thought of a confidante.Although He Yun is not a beauty, but probably such a color cannot stay in the world for a long time.

And if Tang Wan had a choice, he would rather not have such a color with He Yun, and let him live a good life, just like an ordinary person.

And these are not things they can choose.

The fields in spring are more beautiful, and such beauty always attracts some people who go out to sketch.Lin Jiayin is one of them.In order to find the most primitive rural spring, she came to this remote town.

It really is beautiful enough here.

It is completely different from the city, the air here is as fresh as if it has been washed.

do you know?When it is raining here, the distant mountains rise in a hazy blue color, as if clouds and dragons are dancing.The sight was enough to make her intoxicated.She only regrets that she doesn't have the camera to record all these scenes. Fortunately, she has a paintbrush.

There are also farmers on the ground who bend down to till the land.Each of them thank God that this year's spring rain is so gentle.The ground is long, and every spring seedling can be moistened, so it grows vigorously.

She is very happy, carrying a drawing board and a backpack, happily walking on the land here.

After she came to the village, she stayed in a farmhouse and began to explore here.Their place is not a deep mountain or old forest, but a very pure countryside, so basically there is no danger.

For the people in the village, only the land of Hejia is a place they have never entered.

Lin Jiayin is an outsider and doesn't know this.Fascinated by the scenery in spring, she walked to the back mountain of Hejia.

The scenery here is different from that of the farmland. The trees and flowers are blooming, the weeds are fragrant, and the willows and flowers are bright... Before I know it, I have gone far.When she felt a little hungry, she turned around and saw the same lush vegetation as the previous road.

She suddenly realized that she was lost.

So, she began to quicken her pace, walking and walking.Then finally after she went around a willow tree, she saw a house.

She walked up happily and knocked on the door.

At that time, the peach tree planted by the gate was in bloom, with two or three branches still dripping with dew.There is still moss on the bluestone slabs on the ground, and the house has traditional white walls and blue tiles, and the wooden door is also thick and ancient.It creaked and creaked when driving.

Lin Jiayin was excited at that time, but when she recalled, she thought of a poem.

Last year in this door today, the face of peach blossoms in red.

Maybe it's still a little different, but the feeling is indeed somewhat similar.

She never expected that after the dusty creaking door opened, there would be a handsome young man with a smile on his face.

The young man was smiling, with some pampering.The clear eyes swept over, with some inadvertent charm.

"Ah... a new face came."

She stood there stupidly, feeling itchy for a moment, and wanted to pick up a pen and draw this person.

And she didn't know at that time that the smile was not directed at her, but for He Yun.All she saw was Tang Wan's smile before she turned her head away.

The author has something to say:

There is still a chapter of [-] words tonight... This one is a bit strange, I always want to get stuck after writing about [-] words.