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The tall buildings gradually recede, and the low-rise villas gradually occupy the scenery outside the window.

Autumn in the eastern suburbs seems to come much later than in the city center. The sunset gradually dyes most of the sky red, and the green street trees are dyed in beautiful colors.

Wei Qingyu made a fool of himself, and Ji Xiao maintained such a sense of mystery to appreciate the gradually refreshing environment in the eastern suburbs.

The spacious four-lane became two-lane, and the car drove slowly under the shadow of trees, and finally stopped in front of a Chinese-style mansion.

Ji Xiao got off the car with the flowers in her arms, admiring the courtyard wall with a bit of Su's garden style, "Where is this?"

"My grandpa's house."

After finishing speaking, Wei Qingyu looked at Ji Xiao who was standing beside her, and pushed open the door.

The pine branches blown by the wind rustled, Ji Xiao stood there stunned.

But before she could choose to escape, a sudden force bumped her into a stagger.

"Wang Wang!"

A corgi with its tongue out jumped on her body, its curly yellow and white tail wagging at her.

Ji Xiao looked at the dog, and a name suddenly popped up in his mind: Dou Hua.

But before she could call out the name, Wei Qingyu on the side spoke first: "Hongdou, be obedient!"

That voice was rarely sullen, and Corgi, who threw himself on Ji Xiao's body, became obedient in an instant.

It sat on the ground like this, staring straight at Ji Xiao with a pair of button-like black eyes, filled with the pity of wanting to get close but not daring to disobey Wei Qingyu's order.

"My daughter is here."

At this time, a woman's voice came from afar.

A woman with a calm and elegant pace walked past the corridor with carved red pillars. A navy blue cheongsam glowed gently under the light. Hong Dou heard the footsteps approaching, and immediately stood up and wagged her tail towards the porch.

Wei Qingyu showed a rare surprise on her face. She looked at the woman standing on the porch and said, "Mom, why are you here?"

"Why, I can't come here?" Mother Wei asked back, leaning lightly on the porch.The black hair is soft and graceful, "It's the weekend and your father and I happen to be free to visit your grandpa."

As she said that, she saw Ji Xiao beside Wei Qingyu, and a strange light flashed in her eyes: "This is..."

"This is Ji Xiao." Wei Qingyu introduced.

When Wei's mother heard this, her face was a bit stunned, "So this is Ji Xiao. I've heard about you from my daughter a long time ago, how are you?"

Ji Xiao didn't expect that Wei Qingyu would take her to her grandfather's house, and the first person she met was her mother.

The girl was a little embarrassed and embarrassed, she nodded politely and said, "Hello, Auntie."

Mother Wei nodded with a smile, and took the opportunity to invite: "Do you want to go to the teahouse? Your uncle came back from Yunnan and brought back a lot of good things."

Wei Qingyu knew what her mother's plan was, so she took the initiative to help Ji Xiao and said: "No need for mother, we have to go to the flower field in the backyard before dawn."

Wei's mother immediately understood something when she heard the words, "Well, mother will not delay you."

But before the two of them raised their feet, Wei's mother stopped Wei Qingyu again: "By the way, baby girl."

"You entrusted your mother to go to the temple to consecrate the things, and my mother brought them back to you. Give it to you now, or put it in your bedroom in the east wing?" Wei's mother asked.

Wei Qingyu thought for a while and said, "Let me go to my bedroom first."

Mother Wei nodded: "OK."

Then she looked at Ji Xiao again, and said to her in a gentle voice: "Xiaoxiao, remember to come and have a cup of tea later."

Ji Xiao couldn't refuse, so he nodded: "Okay."

"Let's go then, Mom."

After finishing speaking, Wei Qingyu naturally took Ji Xiao's hand, and led her away under Wei's mother's smiling eyes.

The setting sun combined with the street lights beside the path, making people's shadows very long.

Wei Qingyu held Ji Xiao's hand and said softly, "Sorry, I didn't expect my parents to come today."

Ji Xiao shook her head: "It's okay, and Auntie looks very approachable, and so is Hongdou."

Then she remembered the purpose of this trip, hugged the flowers in her arms with one hand, and asked, "It's just that the date you mentioned is just strolling in the garden in Grandpa's backyard, right?"

"of course not."

With that said, Wei Qingyu smiled mysteriously at Ji Xiao.

There was a gust of breeze, and the overlapping hands conveyed warmth in the gradually cooling temperature of the evening.

Ji Xiao just followed behind Wei Qingyu, letting her lead her through this simple and elegant path.

Soon at the end of the path, a row of wooden fences surrounded by turquoise flower vines appeared, and a rough-looking circular wooden door appeared in Ji Xiao's sight.

Wei Qingyu pushed open the door skillfully, and walked in with Ji Xiao.

Fireflies floated in it like stars, covering Ji Xiao's sight.

Autumn has come, and all the flowers in the flower fields have bloomed and failed, and are entwined with green.

The flower fields are neatly maintained, and there are several newly grown flower vines protruding from the path in the middle.

The breeze blows over the endless green, and the familiar elegance and freshness also blows from the flower vines onto Ji Xiao's shoulders.

A few rare white flowers poked their heads out from under the vine leaves, swaying tenaciously in the wind as if born at an untimely time.

The tea flower in the girl's bosom also danced along with it.

Wei Qingyu looked at Ji Xiao's bright eyes with gentle eyebrows: "How is this place? Do you like it?"

"I like it." Ji Xiao nodded.

Not only do I like it, but I also feel that this place is familiar.

It's just that Ji Xiao is still the same as her memories that are always wrong, and she can't remember where she has seen this place before.

She looked around, trying to remind herself of some more specific pictures, and sat on a bench beside her.

The butterfly that came out to look for food in the evening fluttered its wings and landed on a white tulip in Ji Xiao's arms.

The weak flowers support the light butterflies, and there is a touch of yellow with black lines in the pure white.

A faint light poured down from the top of Ji Xiao's head, and the butterfly's wings fluttered slowly in the girl's sight.

It's like the life that survives in the bleak autumn, tenacious and somewhat lonely.

Ji Xiao remembered the flower language of Tumi flowers she had checked, and couldn't help asking Wei Qingyu again: "Wei Qingyu, what is the flower language of Tumi flowers?"

Wei Qingyu did not answer directly, but asked lightly: "What do you think?"

Ji Xiao bit her lower lip lightly, and said hesitantly, "I checked it on the Internet, and it was said to be the beauty of doomsday. But, I always feel..."

"not only that."

Wei Qingyu and Ji Xiao said in unison.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew across the distant sky, messing up Ji Xiao's long hair pinned behind her ears.

She sat with Wei Qingyu like this, looking at each other, the flower field in her sight illuminated by the light gradually became brighter, and even Wei Qingyu's eyebrows and eyes became the one that she had glimpsed once. Sentimental.

The butterfly flapped its wings and flew past Ji Xiao's sight, and the warm and fragrant mint stuck to her fingertips along the side of her face with the cool wind.

This familiar feeling made her feel as if she had really sat in such a flower field with Wei Qingyu at some point in the past.

Ji Xiao looked at the memory that didn't belong to her, blinked her eyes unnaturally a few times.

Then with a somewhat heavy voice, he asked softly to the woman beside him: "Wei Qingyu, have we met before?"

"When I was sixteen or seventeen."

Wei Qingyu's heart trembled slightly when she heard the words, and a gleam of joy flashed in her calm eyes.

She tried her best to suppress her restless mood, pretending to be normal and asking, "Did you remember something?"

Ji Xiao looked at the woman in front of her, and nodded heavily.

The original coherent memory questioned the brain, Ji Xiao frowned, as if muttering to himself, as if asking: "But why are you..."

"Why, Wei Qingyu."

"why……"

The blowing wind became louder, and the girl's voice full of puzzlement and doubts seemed a little colder than usual under the evening sun.

Wei Qingyu couldn't help clenching the hand in his pocket, looking at Ji Xiao's eyes were full of secrets that were about to come out.

"Buzz..."

At this moment, Ji Xiao's phone rang.

The four big characters "Mother, Master" jumped on the black screen, and Ji Xiao didn't dare to delay to answer the phone: "Mom."

Ji's mother was standing in the kitchen wearing an apron, followed by the sound of stewing: "Xiaoxiao, haven't you got off work yet? It's getting late, do you want your father to pick you up?"

Ji Xiao hurriedly glanced at the time, it was almost seven o'clock.

She shook her head hurriedly, and said, "No need for mom, I'm here with my friend, and I'll be back later."

Ji's mother was still a little worried when she heard that, and said: "Then you come back quickly, now that it's autumn, and it's getting dark early, it's not safe for you, a little girl, to be outside."

Ji Xiao nodded, "I know mom, don't worry, I'll be back in a while."

Ji's mother also said "um", and said with a little urging: "Well, you can come back soon, your father and I are still waiting for Zhini to eat, so we hang up first."

Ji's mother acted resolutely and said she would hang up.

Ji Xiao shook the phone that had turned off again, and her confused thoughts just now were pulled out by her mother's phone call.

The setting sun gradually faded from the sky, the hazy twilight was replaced by the dark night sky, and the fluorescence of fireflies became brighter and brighter.

Ji Xiao realized that she was a little emotional just now, and took the initiative to apologize to Wei Qingyu: "I'm sorry, some strange pictures appeared in my mind just now, and I was a little excited."

"It's ok."

Wei Qingyu shook her head, with some imperceptible disappointment in her eyes.

She thought Ji Xiao really wanted to think about it this time, but in the end she still feinted.

"I...maybe I have to go home." Ji Xiao said, "My mother came to urge me just now."

Wei Qingyu nodded, and seemed to remember something, and hurriedly said: "Then wait for me, I have something for you."

Ji Xiao remembered what Wei Qingyu's mother had told her just now, and couldn't help but look forward to it.

She walked towards the flower field with Wei Qingyu, and nodded pretending not to know: "Okay."

The house of the Wei family is very big, Wei Qingyu seemed to want to give Ji Xiao some special surprise, and went to the corridor of the east wing of Wei Qingyu's east wing that Wei's mother had just spoken about with her.

Ji Xiao was very curious about such a Chinese-style house, and wandered alone along the carved mahogany corridor.

The rockery is accompanied by pine and bamboo, and there are koi swimming under the water pavilion. It really makes people feel that if it is not for the profound cultural heritage, Qianjin cannot manage it like this.

While appreciating and sighing, Ji Xiao unknowingly strolled to the teahouse not far from the entrance.

Riding on the flowing water, the bamboo tubes hit the stone platform slowly and crisply, and there were faint voices of chatting.

"How tall is that little girl?"

"It's half a head taller than Qingyu's. It looks clean and pretty."

"That's not bad."

"It's more than good..."

The light and shadow projected the three people in the room on the bamboo wall, and Wei Qingyu's parents and grandfather were sitting in it.

Ji Xiao felt that eavesdropping was not very good, but she subconsciously felt that the person in the conversation was herself, and the foot she wanted to raise fell again.

——She also cares a little about the impression she left on Wei Qingyu's mother just now.

Grandpa Wei took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "Xiao Lin, it seems that you are very satisfied."

Mother Wei couldn't hide the smile in the corner of her eyes, she nodded and said, "Of course, Dad."

When Ji Xiao heard Wei's mother's acknowledgment, she couldn't help raising the corners of her lips.

It's just that the smile didn't last long on her face before it froze.

Mother Wei: "Do you know that this little girl is exactly the same as Qingyu's first love, I think it should be her first love."

Papa Wei was taken aback for a moment, "What first love? Why didn't I know?"

Wei's mother looked at Wei's father, a little proud of "you don't know now", and explained to the two men in the family: "It was the year when Qingyu was studying in graduate school, she asked some friend to draw a picture A portrait, and I happened to be at home that day, and she told me about it."

"I see that she hasn't let go of the child all these years. She is really worried and distressed. Fortunately, the clouds are blooming and the moon is shining. I think Qingyu is willing to bring this child to her precious flower field. Maybe two The individual is now reunited."

Wei's mother was full of joy in every sentence, but Ji Xiao felt depressed like never before.

The tumi flower held in her arms struggled dumbly, but the more she struggled, the more powerless she became.

A dark cloud slowly drifted across the sky, covering the rising moon.

Brightness became chaotic, and the fishbone of first love stirred up the clouds and mist, stabbing Ji Xiao's heart again.