Although they were picking and playing, when the sun went down, so many people picked a dozen baskets of peaches. Two boys in a basket, three or four girls in a basket, carried the peaches down the mountain and transported them to the small courtyard below the mountain.

Just now on the mountain, they saw a shallow stream not far away. At this time, after consulting the teacher's permission, a group of people ran to the water with joy.

After spending a long time on the mountain, sweating and sticky all over, the girls also lost their reservations, lifting up their pants and stepping on the water.

The boys rushed in the water, the splashing water wet the clothes of the people around them, and the other party splashed back in revenge, and accidentally hurt others. More and more people suffered, and finally they attacked indiscriminately and fought into a ball.

The girls are much more gentle, sitting on the rocks by the water, with a pair of feet soaking in the stream, soaking in the water, looking at the embarrassed male classmates, all of them laughed awkwardly.

The breeze is blowing, and the sky is far away, and the sunset is red for half of the sky. Closer, people working in the field and returning home carrying hoes walked slowly across the bridge, their faces tanned by the sun smiling and looking at a group of children in the river .

"Sing a song." Teacher Lin suddenly suggested, "Music class represents the beginning."

The class representative was a pretty little girl, blushing and stood up, and the others started booing.

"Sing a little love song!"

"No, summer wind!"

"Mylove!mylove!"

One person shouted one song, and the class representative stood helplessly.

Teacher Lin glared at them, "Can you be more honest? Sing the country road!"

"Cut~" A group of people cheered.

Teacher Lin waved his hand, "Sing!"

The class representative cleared his throat, and a crisp and sweet singing sounded: "Walking on a small road in the country, the returning cow is my companion..."

Although the students were disgusted with the song, their voices became louder after singing. The youthful and vibrant singing resounded by the stream and attracted many villagers to watch.

The more people watched, the group of students sang more loudly, as if they were beaten up, and after singing it over and over again, they couldn't bear to leave after dark. In the end, Teacher Lin shouted for dinner, and all the hungry people climbed up from the water.

After eating and taking a bath like a war, the boys can’t wait, just like the male master, carrying a bucket of water in the yard and starting to wash, washing and making troubles, after all, the moon rises high. Up.

The night in the country is quiet and serene, only moonlight and stars are accompanied.

The young man was full of energy and was not too tired after a day of trouble. He dragged Teacher Lin out of the room, who was about to rest, and formed a row in the courtyard outside the house, making him tell a story.

Jiang Rui was listening with his face in his hands, and there was no response from a person sitting next to her. She turned her head until the person coughed for a few moments.

"Here." Yan Zhao stuffed something into her hand.

"What... it's pudding." Jiang Rui was a little surprised, "Did you bring it?"

Yan Zhao raised his chin complacently, "Otherwise who else would it be?"

"Thank you." Jiang Rui said.

He lowered his mouth and said unhappy: "Don't say thank you if you have said it, then you will give it back to me."

Jiang Rui hurriedly hid behind him, "If you don't tell, don't tell, how can you send it out and take it back?"

Seeing that she liked the things she gave so much, Yan Zhao was very happy, and said fiercely, "Then you will be obedient!"

Jiang Rui ignored him, so he lowered his head to eat pudding.

After a while, he said dryly: "How do you feel about watching the sunrise with others?"

Jiang Rui tilted his head suspiciously, "It's pretty good."

"Who asks if you are good?" Yan Zhao looked a little irritable.

Jiang Rui's heart turned and he had guessed his intention. Looking at him in the cold moonlight, he saw a nonchalant face, but his eyes were fixed on her. When he found that she was also looking at him, he immediately turned away. From beginning to end, there is a taste of no silver three hundred taels here.

Yan Zhao waited for a while and didn't wait to answer. He didn't know what to say, but he became impatient on his face: "Why don't you speak? Say it!"

Jiang Rui pretended to ask for a moment, and smiled in his nervous gaze: "That also scores people. If it is a nasty guy, I won't watch the sunrise with him."

The expression on Yan Zhao's face changed a little, for a while, he was excited, another annoyed, and another irritable. Because he didn't know if he was a nuisance in her eyes.

Jiang Rui didn't worry him for too long and asked directly: "Do you want to invite me to watch the sunrise? All right."

Yan Zhao was taken aback, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help grinning, but he stubbornly said, "Since you want to see it, then I will reluctantly accompany you to see it, it's really troublesome."

"Well... Since it's so troublesome, I still don't—"

"No trouble! Who said trouble! Go tomorrow!" He almost jumped up like a cat.

Jiang Rui tilted his head and chuckled silently.

Until ten o'clock, a group of people went to bed with a yawn. Although I was full of energy, I was really tired, and a few people mumbled that the floor was really hard, but they fell asleep soon.

At 4:30 in the morning, Jiang Rui opened his eyes, and the room was quiet. Through the gaps in the curtains, you could see a deep and quiet blue sky outside. At this time, even the farmer who went to the field did not get up, only the **** crowing and the occasional dog barking outside the window.

She got up lightly, touched the bathroom for a brief wash, changed clothes and went out.

"Slowly." Just out of the room, I heard an impatient voice.

She turned around and saw that Yan Zhao had been waiting in the aisle at some point, dressed neatly, with a flashlight and carrying a hiking bag.

"Have you waited a long time?" Jiang Rui asked in a low voice.

"No." Yan Zhao tilted his head and asked her to go forward.

The two crept out of the yard, daring to let go of their words and actions.

Although it was summer, this point was still a bit cool. Jiang Rui deliberately wore middle sleeves. She felt it was enough. Yan Zhao looked dissatisfied. With a tut, she pulled out a coat from her bag and put it on her head.

"I'm not cold." His coat was wide, and Jiang Rui pulled it off his head for a long time before handing it over to him.

"Just put it on for you." Yan Zhao frowned and looked at her small body disgustingly, "I won't buy medicine for you if I have a cold."

He said to himself, but didn't want to think that if she really caught a cold, he wouldn't be able to buy medicine.

Jiang Rui shook his head and smiled, still putting his clothes on his shoulders.

Yan Zhao looked visibly leaping for joy, his steps brisk and his eyebrows flying.

"Where are we going to watch the sunrise?"

"I asked about that mountain yesterday. There is a big rock on the top of the mountain, which is the best place to watch."

Although the mountain is not high, the road becomes difficult to walk halfway up the mountain. The stone steps are only paved into the peach trees. Going up there is a small road. There is a lot of dirt on the road. Sometimes it is not good to walk. .

Yan Zhao walked fairly stable, but looking at the road conditions, his heart began to become irritable. He chose the location, but he didn't expect that the road would be so uneasy. This made him feel quite shameless, and he was afraid that Jiang Rui would be unhappy when he left, and even dissatisfied with him.

After walking a few steps, he asked Jiang Rui how he felt, and then asked how he took a few steps.

Jiang Rui feels good, although his feet slip occasionally, isn't it just like climbing a mountain.

Yan Zhao didn't think so. Seeing her slipping again, her brows were twisted fast and her face was completely unhappy. He is mad at himself.

Jiang Rui noticed his emotions. Seeing that he became more irritable, he almost angered himself, so he had to say: "Or...you pull me?"

Yan Zhao's face was blank, and all his irritability and impatience were squeezed into the corner by this void, looking a bit dull.

Jiang Rui lowered his head to find a branch, finally found one, picked it up, and prepared to let Yan Zhao hold the other end and pull her.

Yan Zhao finally had a reaction. He saw the tree branch with dirt in her hand, took it neatly and threw it aside, and said with disgust, "What are you picking up dirty for?"

Then he patted the ash on his hands and wiped the hem of his clothes again, as if he was about to start tasting a big meal, his throat rolled up and down, and he took Jiang Rui's hand carefully, grasped the palm of his hand, and turned back. Head away.

Jiang Rui only saw his red ears from behind, and the mountain wind brought him muttering over and over again: "This is what you said, what you said..."

"..." She was a little speechless. She meant that he wanted him to hold her with a branch. How could he think so?

Yan Zhao held her hand, raised her head as if she was going to do something, and did not let go when she reached the top of the mountain, nor did she let go after watching the sunrise, nor did she let go when she was ready to go down the mountain.

Jiang Rui's cold hands were heated by him, and the wet palms were all his sweat.

The sky was already bright, and the two of them descended halfway down the mountain, and the dirt road turned into stone steps, and they wouldn't slip anymore. Seeing that Yan Zhao hadn't let go, she made a little effort.

He immediately squeezed tighter and turned to look at her, "What are you doing."

Jiang Rui blinked. She just wanted to get her hand back. How do you look at him, as if that hand has become his?

"I can walk by myself and won't slip anymore," she said.

"Oh, then you go." Yan Zhao said.

Jiang Rui's gaze shifted to the hands between the two of them, and Yan Zhao also looked over, his eyes wandering, but he quickly became upright and confident again, "You want me to hold you, if you want to hold it, hold it. Just let go, don't I lose face!"

Jiang Rui said: "What do you want?"

"In the future, you have to listen to me. If I say, I will hold it, and hold it for as long as I can!"

"Then... what if I say no?"

A trace of tension appeared on Yan Zhao's face, and he was immediately covered up by his vicious intentions. He was as fierce as a bully who robbed a civic girl, "You say it's useless, you know, I can beat people, I fight very hard. No one is my opponent in the 12th Middle School!"

Jiang Rui pursed his mouth lightly, "What if I still don't want to?"

She lowered her head slightly, her hair was gently moved by the wind, and her white face seemed to shine in the morning light.

Yan Zhao knows that she is very weak, soft, and can be pushed with one finger, but such a weak person, with a light and fluttering sentence, made him panic from the inside out, and his deliberately fierce appearance could not be maintained. His heart was so panic that he jumped out of his chest, and his legs were soft.

It's definitely not him who is so spineless!

How could she not be willing? How can she be unwilling?

She is so weak, if she doesn’t want to, he, he--

"...Why are you willing to let me lead?"

He heard another spineless guy say.

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Sixth: With the ability to hold the hand, why do you want to let go!