three feet away from me

The two of them walked forward along the sparsely wooded area, and finally came to the team connected to the tent. From a distance, it seemed that they could hear the noise of the crowd.

"Du Xingqing!" Wen Xucong stopped and did not leave.

"What's the matter?" Du Xingqing shuddered, his whole body was on alert, cautious, for fear that the ancestor would say something about staying away from me.

Wen Xucong didn't look at him, she lowered her head and fiddled with the flower branches: "This flower has failed."

The forest is really far away from the resting place. Even Wen Xucong took it very carefully. After all, it was delicate. Along the way, it was sparsely scattered and lost a lot of petals. Now on a bunch of branches, there are only a few leaves left. A sporadic flower bud looks pitiful.

The flowers are pitiful, and people feel wronged when they look at them, and they don't know what kind of person Wen Xucong is in Du Xingqing's heart. Anyway, when he looked at Wen Xucong who bowed his head and said nothing, he felt that this young man was really delicate, and he just lost a few flowers. Aggrieved like a child whose sugar has dropped.

His little duke, he was born not to be wronged.

So Du Xingqing looked up at the sky, and discussed with Wen Xucong in a friendly voice: "It's a little late now, I'll send you back first, and then pick a branch for you, okay?"

Wen Xucong raised his head and gave Du Xingqing a strange look in his eyes. The man's tone sounded like he was coaxing a three-year-old child.

Such Du Xingqing made Wen Xucong very uncomfortable. In this way, it seemed that he and Du Xingqing were acting like a baby.

Wen Xucong's eyes flickered lightly, and he was only on a whim. When he saw the camp, he stopped by a strange coincidence.

Fortunately, Wen Xu is still sensible: "No need."

The grove with apricot blossoms is some distance away, and it must be dusk when Du Xingqing comes back.

"Don't be polite to me!" Du Xingqing thought he was embarrassed, and declined there: "What's wrong with me."

Who is being polite to you, Wen Xucong almost wants to throw flowers in his face, that big man likes flowers so much that he can be picked by others in the evening, treat him as a lady in the boudoir!

"No need." Throwing down these two words, Wen Xu walked forward firmly.

"Why are you angry again!" Du Xingqing chased up, bypassed Wen Xucong, and blocked him in front of him: "Xucong, what do you want? Tell me, it hurts to walk forward like this. It's just our classmate friendship, and my heart!"

The intersection was narrow, and Du Xingqing was determined not to let Wen Xucong go, so he turned his body sideways to block the road tightly, so that he couldn't beat him, couldn't scold him, Wen Xucong raised his eyes to meet him unavoidably, in this way, More and more like a boudoir lady being molested.

Wen Xucong raised his eyelids, frowned, and was visibly annoyed. He wanted to reach out and push Du Xingqing away, but with the flowers in his hand, Wen Xucong paused when he raised his hand. The tail was flushed red, and there was a sense of grievance for no reason.

"You get out of the way!"

Du Xingqing was startled by the trembling tone, almost at the same time as Wen Xu glared at him, Du Xingqing trembled and immediately became at a loss.

"Xu, Xu Cong, what, what's the matter, you, don't cry, you, you, you, you, you, you want flowers, let's go back and pick them, let's go to the woods now, walk around, don't be angry."

Du Xingqing wanted to take Wen Xucong back, but stretched out his hand halfway, then backed away, flattering Wen Xucong in a low voice: "Let's go now, shall we?"

It was as if what was in front of me was a fragile porcelain doll, and if the sound was louder, it would shatter it.

He was afraid, so he naturally took a half step back to get out of the way, Wen Xucong ignored him, and walked forward without saying a word.

"Xu Cong," Du Xingqing grabbed him, and was really frightened: "If there is something wrong with me, just say it, hit me if you should, and scold me if you should, I will never refute, but if you If you want to make up your mind to draw a clear line with me, then I will..."

What about him?Du Xingqing looked at Wen Xu, who had a face like a crown, and blushed. After searching for a long time, he couldn't think of anything that could threaten this young man. No, I can't do anything, Du Xingqing never thought that he would have such a timid day.

Looking back at the person who was grabbing her sleeve, she spoke harsh words, but her lowered eyelids completely exposed the wrong words to Wen Xucong's eyes.

"Anyway," Du Xingqing didn't let go, and was as stubborn as anger: "If you get angry today, you won't be allowed to leave."

These words are simply unreasonable. Whether he is angry or not has nothing to do with him, and he will not let people go.

"I'm not angry, I'm just..." Wen Xucong sighed: "You let go of me, your sleeve is about to be torn."

Du Xingqing let go, lowered his head and looked secretly, at the flower and then at the person: "Then I'll give you jade, do you want it?"

Wen Xucong had no choice but to say, "Yes."

A certain person pushes an inch: "If I pick flowers for you, you won't accept them."

"Take it," Wen Xucong thought of something, and added: "Not now, don't pick it."

"Hey!" Du Xingqing was happy, and raised his eyes to look openly, his dark eyes instantly brightened: "Then I will pick it for you tomorrow and send it to you."

Wen Xucong turned to go in the same direction as him, the shadows of the two were entangled with the reflection of the tree trunk, and they walked out of the forest slowly, the scattered light and shadow behind them were mottled in patches: "Okay."