My little white flower is not right

【one year later】

Jiang Peifeng looked at the expression on Xiao Baihua's face that was about to cry, and couldn't help but smiled: "If you continue to behave like this, I'm afraid that the captain will have to turn around and go back to Shanghai later, because a certain girl is homesick and wants to cry before she leaves Hong Kong. gone."

It’s okay if she doesn’t joke, but when she teased Ruan Jiyun, she felt even more sad: “You are still in the mood to laugh at me now, if it wasn’t for you insisting that I also apply to Montpellier, why would I be so worried?”

Jiang Peifeng helped her fasten the belt of the cloak to prevent the sea breeze from catching cold, and then said: "Miss Emily wrote the recommendation letter herself, a full scholarship from the Paris Academy of Fine Arts, sister Ruan, if you dare to miss this opportunity, then I will You can't forgive yourself."

She opened her arms against the wind and let the cool wind blow over her fingertips: "The other end is your future. What are we afraid of when we study separately for two years? I hope you will finish your studies soon and return to China to make a career."

During the few years with Xiao Baihua, Jiang Peifeng's understanding of her has become more and more profound.Ruan Jiyun looks weak, but like a jade in the rough, she can glow with a little touch.She accompanied her bit by bit, starting from literacy and hyphenation, and witnessed her rapid growth process, probably because she was born in denial, and she cherished hard-won opportunities more than anyone else.

It's just that... shifting his eyes to the more radiant faces of the people beside him, Jiang Peifeng smiled: "I heard that French people are romantic by nature, and our sister Ruan is so beautiful, I'm afraid it will make people miss you as soon as you enter the school." .”

Ruan Jiyun's cheeks were flushed, and those big crystal clear eyes blinked at her lightly: "Really? I think that a cute little girl like Pei Feng is the most likable."

"Sister Ruan," Jiang Peifeng's heart skipped a beat when he saw the flamboyance in her eyes, and deliberately laughed at her, "Dare to say my little girl, I don't know who is so timid that she has nightmares and knocks on the door in the middle of the night crying... ..”

A small hand immediately patted her shoulder, and Ruan Jiyun approached her.While playing, she heard Ruan Jiyun chuckled and said, "Look, Peifeng, the sun has risen."

She raised her eyes to look into the depths of the sea, and at some point in the dark blue sky, a ray of bright rays of light had already been dyed.

Although the itinerary on the boat was monotonous, with Ruan Jiyun as his company, Jiang Peifeng didn't find it particularly boring. On the contrary, as the port got closer, the melancholy of parting became higher and higher day by day.

The city where she went to school was a little far away from Paris, but Jiang Zhiyu was in Paris at this time, and he probably had the letter before departure. Jiang Peifeng felt inexplicably panicked when he thought that Ruan Jiyun was going to meet Jiang Zhiyu again.

In the past few years, Ruan Jiyun's fate has been completely changed.Now that she has completely turned into a beautiful and confident woman of the new style, will the originally smooth relationship with her eldest brother change because of this?

It feels like a little cabbage that I have carefully cultivated, and it is about to be bullied by a pig... Well, in all fairness, with the qualifications of the eldest brother, he can also be called young and promising, but Jiang Peifeng still turned over sullenly.

This is probably caused by the mentality of the old mother, right?She smiled self-deprecatingly, and unexpectedly an arm stretched out from beside the pillow, lying across her body coquettishly.

"It's dawn?" Ruan Jiyun's kitten-like lazy voice sounded, still a little sleepy and ignorant.

Jiang Peifeng's body stiffened for a second.

Ruan Jiyun yawned, and the cabin was narrow. Jiang Peifeng felt something slippery on the back of his hand as he moved. She guessed it was Ruan Jiyun's waist. He retracted his arms towards him.

She forgot that because she played chess too late last night, Ruan Jiyun didn't go back to her bed, but slept with her.Although it was not the first time for the two of them to share the same bed, Jiang Peifeng pretended to be calm and coughed lightly: "05:30, it's still early."

Ruan Jiyun sniffed, and squeezed her body again: "It's all your fault, I'm still sleepy right now."

Being snuggled up by nephrite jade and Wenxiang, Jiang Peifeng felt burning in his ears: "Then you sleep a little longer."

The people around him breathed evenly, apparently lost their minds again.But half of her body was still attached to her arm, through the thin pajamas, the touch from her arm was still unbelievably soft.

The little white flower that I raised with my own hands...Jiang Peifeng was sweating on his forehead, but what was the reason for this rapid heartbeat?It seems that since no one knows when, her attention to Xiao Baihua has surpassed the task itself.

Gradually, Jiang Peifeng began to feel that that half of the arm no longer belonged to him, and his consciousness was infinitely magnified. Following the rhythm of Ruan Jiyun's breathing, he seemed to be trapped in a soft, up and down, thrilling ups and downs all the way.

Holding her breath, she carefully pulled out that arm, and turned around.

Just like this, she turned to lie sideways facing Ruan Jiyun, the girl's face was shrouded in the morning light, it was so beautiful that it was unreal, Jiang Peifeng could not help but slow down her breathing rhythm, for fear of waking her up.

The air seemed to be filled with Ruan Jiyun's aura. Jiang Peifeng just stared at the person quietly for a while, reluctant to turn his eyes away, until Ruan Jiyun's eyelashes trembled, as if he was not sleeping well, so she reluctantly turned away. overdo it.

She felt that if she stayed in this room for another second, something unpredictable would happen.Jiang Peifeng got up helplessly, and exited the cabin lightly.

What she didn't know was that Ruan Jiyun also opened her eyes not long after she walked out of the cabin, and there was a rare sense of confusion in those clear and soft eyes that came from both directions.

They arrived in Paris, France, one early morning in September.

The flowers in the morning sun are like roses blooming in the morning dew.There are many people coming and going near the port, all of them are Westerners with nose augmentation and dark eyes. Seagulls are flying against the rays of the sun, and the bells of the cathedral in the distance can be heard clearly through the morning fog.

Jiang Zhiyu was wearing a neat suit and had already been waiting at the port. When he saw a pair of girls wearing the same dresses appear, he smiled unconsciously.

"I figured that the day is coming soon, and I have been waiting at the port every morning for the past few days." He greeted the two warmly, "The bus to the south of Peifeng only leaves in the afternoon, so I happened to take you to dinner first."

Ruan Jiyun looked fascinatedly at the bustling street surrounded by plane trees, and the Parisian girls in exquisite and fashionable dresses. The tall and rugged shadow of the iron tower was faintly visible in the distance. She looked at the magical building from a distance, as if she had come to another new world.

The mood became depressed again when Jiang Peifeng was about to leave.

There is only one train to South France every day. Jiang Zhiyu reserved a first-class seat for his sister in advance. Since Ruan Jiyun got on the train to the train station, she has been holding hands with Jiang Peifeng all the time. She pursed her lips tightly, obviously because of consciousness To be separated from Pei Feng, I was so sad that I was about to cry.

Jiang Peifeng reassured: "It's only a three-hour drive in total. I'll come to see you during the holidays."

Jiang Zhiyu didn't understand his little daughter's thoughts very well, so he eased the atmosphere: "I will take good care of Sister Ruan for you, remember to send a message when you arrive."

Jiang Peifeng nodded.

They sat on the bench in the waiting room, Ruan Jiyun still didn't recover, Jiang Peifeng only had to extend one hand, and stroked her hair as usual.

Everyone knew that the reason for the separation was that they all had their own direction of effort, but when watching the girl who had been together day and night disappear at the ticket gate, Ruan Jiyun finally couldn't hold back, and tears fell down.

Even Jiang Zhiyu couldn't help sighing that this younger sister of the Ruan family had a much better relationship with Pei Feng.

Ruan Jiyun's study abroad life began in such a reluctant separation.

The Academy of Fine Arts in Paris, where she studied, was founded in the seventeenth century and is one of the world's famous universities.Needless to say, the studies were hard, outstanding students from all over the world gathered together, many of them came from artistic families and possessed qualifications that Ruan Jiyun could hardly match.

Every morning is theory and art appreciation. The old French professor has a strong accent. Ruan Jiyun has to drink black coffee while desperately concentrating on distinguishing the essence.

In the afternoon, there are different themes of art practice, group projects and painting courses. Paris is the capital of art. After school, there are countless artists who visit museums and galleries, and there are endless exhibitions every day.

It is both hard work and full of fighting spirit.But compared to her previous life, Ruan Jiyun is already very content, and she spends almost all her time catching up with the progress.

She worked hard in the right direction, and she has always been a person who is not afraid of difficulties. At the end of the month assessment, Ruan Jiyun got a full score in the professional test.

On the same day, she received a gift from the postman.

It was a letter from Montpellier, accompanied by a bouquet of roses.

The postman was a young guy. He smiled and said, "The person who delivered the letter said that today is your birthday. Let me buy the most beautiful flowers on the street and give it to you for her. Happy birthday—beautiful oriental girl."

It was a bouquet of champagne roses with dewy petals, wrapped in light-colored gauze paper, full of fragrance.Ruan Jiyun was so busy that she forgot her birthday, but Jiang Peifeng didn't expect Jiang Peifeng to remember it, so she quickly took out the tip and thanked the postman, and went to the room to read the letter.

Jiang Peifeng's letter was very simple, and his handwriting was as elegant and free as when he first saw it.

To Jiyun:

There are large flower fields near the university, and you can smell the aroma every morning when you open the window.Unfortunately, I can't share it with you, so I have to ask the postman to give you a piece of fragrance.

Congratulations to Fangchen.

Miss you - Jiang Peifeng.

Ruan Jiyun read this text message, and a smile appeared on the corners of her brows and eyes. She looked around and found that there was nothing in the room that could be returned as a gift except for textbooks. After thinking about it, she picked up a paintbrush.

When Jiang Peifeng received a reply, there was a stack of sketch paper in the thick letterhead.

After just one glance, she narrowed her eyes and smiled.

Zhipeifeng:

I like the flowers you sent me very much.

But I don’t have any flowers to give back. After much deliberation, I might as well show you my paintings. In the first portrait class, I drew you.

Missing you - Ruan Jiyun.

Ruan Jiyun's painting skills are becoming more and more mature now. She described Jiang Peifeng's appearance at sea. In the early morning light, the girl is standing on the bow of the boat, and the wind blows her long hair, revealing a young heroic and beautiful face.

Jiang Peifeng looked at it again and again, and finally hung the painting carefully on the head of the bed.

After half a month, when this letter came to Ruan Jiyun again, the contents inside turned into a small music box.Open the button-like mother-of-pearl shell, and you will find a delicate arrangement of gold springs.

To Jiyun:

The pictures you draw are great. This is the result of our Seiko class. We made a music box for you to play with.

The tune is "Spring" by Schumann, which I like. I wish you a beautiful spring forever.

Miss you - Jiang Peifeng.

If you come in spring, I'll dust off summer now.

Missing you - Ruan Jiyun.

These letters coming and going have become Ruan Jiyun's biggest expectation in his busy school life.About every two weeks, the postman would knock on the door of Ruan Jiyun’s apartment with a smile on his face. Sometimes he would bring flowers, sometimes a pack of fragrant chocolate candies, and more often he would knock on the box with a puzzled face, indicating that Inside is a mysterious surprise carefully prepared by someone.

Ruan Jiyun has accumulated a thick stack of paintings, and each piece of paper depicts the same person.

Even when Jiang Zhiyu came to visit, he couldn't help feeling: "If this goes on like this, it's enough to give our Miss Jiang Peifeng a solo exhibition."

It was only then that Ruan Jiyun realized that there were quite a lot of content about Jiang Peifeng in the room. She blushed and said in a concealed manner: "The teacher said that it is easy to describe the details by drawing from the most familiar person, so I will..."

Jiang Zhiyu thought that even he was not so familiar with Pei Feng.The brush strokes in the picture are full of tenderness, no matter who sees these works, they can read the huge and deep friendship contained in them.