"...That's all." Xu Changan, with Yunqian's astonished expression, picked her up and placed her on his lap, and then wrapped his arms around Yunqian's belly. Finally, he warmed his palm and gently pressed her against it, giving her She warms up.

Deceiving oneself and others is the most unnecessary and ridiculous thing, and wanting to drink... is also something that cannot be hidden.

Yunqian was tall and tall, so she couldn't fit in his arms like a little girl, so Yunqian could only sit sideways and put her weight on him.

"Miss, can you sit still like this?" Xu Changan knew that his movements were abrupt.

"Yes." Yunqian held the teacup in her hand and tasted the smell of **** tea shaking from the rim in her hand. She thought that although the **** tea had a spicy taste, she was in a good mood now and had an appetite for everything she drank.

The water is shimmering, covering some light texture imprints.

Xu Changan looked at Yun Qian's smiling face, his heart moved, and his fingers moved.

"What's the matter?" Yunqian felt the hand in front of her lower abdomen, and the **** grass brown sugar water in her hand made ripples for a while, she blinked and said: "Now...go back to the room?"

Although Yunqian is also interested in Xuejing, if Xu Changan wants to be tender with her immediately, the latter must be more important.

"Cough, cough cough..."

Hearing Yun Qian's undisguised words, Xu Changan choked, and his body inevitably shook.

The girl who was sitting on Xu Changan's lap said, "You don't want to..."

Forget it, it's too late to talk now.

When Xu Changan came back to his senses again, he saw the white porcelain bowl fall onto Yunqian's red embroidered shoe upper, and bounced on the ground, whirling gently.

A few more drops of brown sugar water hung down from the corner of Yunqian's mouth, dyeing the snow rabbit's fur reddish brown, and one could feel the strong spicy taste of **** grass without deliberately breathing.

"I'm drinking tea."

Yun Qian frowned, stretched out her hand to twist the corner of her clothes, and as the **** tea fell, the beautiful decorations were dirty.

She tapped Xu Changan's hand lightly, and the latter immediately recovered and let go of his hand.

So Yun Qian got off his lap.

It has not been long to enjoy this, the sudden emptiness makes Xu Chang'an look nostalgic.

"You don't like my clothes just like that?" Yun Qian took out a handkerchief to wipe off the water stains left after the bowl was knocked over, her face was calm but her tone was full of anger: "I must dirty it."

"Miss, I was wrong." Xu Changan apologized directly, and then used spiritual power to help Yun Qian remove the color of **** tea.

As Yunqian sat down again in the pavilion, Xu Changan no longer took advantage of Yunqian, took out a plate of candied fruit and put it on the table for the girl to taste, as compensation.

Yunqian sat down beside Xu Changan, picked up a candied fruit and looked at him: "People from Chaoyunzong always say that you are in a good mood, so you won't be so surprised... Sure enough, they don't understand."

"It depends on who it is." Xu Changan said, turning around and continuing to look at Xue.

"That's right." Yun Qian swallowed the candied fruit, then frowned: "They also said that you are a dedicated person."

I just drank **** tea, and then I ate sweet ones, it was a bit boring.

"Miss, I..." Xu Changan didn't know why Yun Qian frowned, so he wanted to explain.

"Do you like snow?" Yun Qian interrupted Xu Chang'an.

"I like it." Xu Changan said truthfully.

Although Xue Jing is not as good-looking as the girl, he also likes it very much.

"Is there anything else to say?" Yun Qian took a bite of the candied fruit she didn't want to eat and sent it to Xu Chang'an's mouth.

"No, no more." Xu Changan ate the candied fruit slowly, and then said: "Then I am a playful person."

In this way, I can like Xue and her again.

When Xu Changan said this, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.

It can only be said that it is difficult to reason with Miss Yun.

She has no other skills, but she has learned 10% of women's unreasonableness.

"Let me lean on for a while." Yun Qian said.

Of course Xu Changan would not refuse, as Yun Qian leaned on his shoulder and yawned, the atmosphere gradually warmed up.

"If Miss is tired, let's go back." Xu Changan suggested.

"I'm not tired. I'll build a snowman when the snow stops... But, I like the feeling now." Yun Qian said, thinking that the snow could fall for a while.

She knocked her head on Xu Changan's shoulder, stretched out her hand to pick up the red string that hung the sachet around his waist, pulled it out from the folds of Xu Changan's clothes, and played with it in the palm of her hand with a warm feeling.

Xu Chang'an didn't care at all, it was his and Yun Qian's curly hair.

etc.

Wanfa?

There is no such thing on the island... But the dream was messed up, so Xu Changan didn't think about it.

Surrounded by wind and snow, with his lovely wife by his side, Xu Changan picked up a candied fruit and threw it into the brazier under Yun Qian's puzzled gaze.

The flames rushed to Lao Gao.

In an instant, the candy melted in the flames, and the aroma contained in it escaped, followed by the wind and swept into the snowflakes outside the pavilion, never to return.

Yun Qian was in a daze, but saw that he had already thrown the second one.

The flames go up and it's beautiful.

After all, it is a candied fruit made by Xu Changan himself, even if it is burned as firewood, it will still look good.

But the problem is not here.

Yun Qian didn't know what it meant to be distressed before, but now she knew, because at the moment when she was in a daze, Xu Changan threw another one in.

"Don't burn it." As Xu Changan picked up the candied fruit again, Miss Yun grabbed his wrist and said seriously: "I just drank **** tea and found molasses a bit greasy, it's not that I don't like it."

"Miss, aren't you afraid of the cold?" Xu Changan blinked.

"..." Yun Qian just stared at him without saying a word.

Adding carbon fire is not like this.

"Why do you do this?" Yun Qian asked.

"What do you mean?" Xu Changan looked away.

"It's ruining dim sum, which makes me feel bad...is it bullying?" Yun Qian gently picked up the plate of candied fruit on the table and held it in her arms, as if she didn't want Xu Changan to continue spoiling treasures, but after meeting Xu Changan's eyes, the girl After a pause, he said, "If you say...that you want to bully me, then I can understand and let you throw it around for fun."

"Who said it was just for fun." Xu Changan shook his head, and said, "Miss, because of my previous experience, so... I burn some things occasionally, which can be regarded as nostalgia or commemoration."

He thought of many past experiences and felt emotional.

"Remembrance?" Yun Qian understood a little bit. It was written in the book that the act of burning things in the brazier was a funeral ceremony, a memorial to the deceased.

Thinking of Xu Chang'an's depressed mood that she had just seen, she subconsciously stroked the snow rabbit's fur at the corner of her clothes, and said, "If no one dies, there will be no dead."

Only she can see the deceased, and if she wants to throw it away, she will throw it away. Does her husband have someone to pay homage to?

"It doesn't have to be dead." Xu Changan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and then looked at the girl in front of him: "Some things in the past that can't be returned are also worth remembering, so burn them as soon as they are burned."

"Go back?"

"Yeah." Xu Changan sighed: "Admiring the snow on the island with Miss like this...it's a rare thing to happen."

"So that's how it is." Yun Qian tried to pick up a candied fruit, hesitating whether to throw it into the brazier.

"I... I still don't want to burn it, I can't bear it." Yun Qian put the candied fruit into her mouth, felt the candy melt, and narrowed her eyes.

"Of course, miss is different from me, she has never been out of the island, so there is nothing to commemorate." Xu Changan clicked his tongue, then stood up, looked at the gradually thinning snowflakes outside, and stretched out his hand to Yunqian.

"The snow has stopped, let's go, go out and have a look."

"Yeah." Yunqian took Xu Changan's hand and looked back at the burning brazier.

It is different from Xu Changan.

The girl has too many things worth sacrificing, and it is not something that can be commemorated by burning a candied fruit. Speaking of which, she did do similar things, but she was reluctant to burn the treasures left by her husband, so she burned other things.

Yunqian looked up at Shuangtian, then glanced at Xu Changan with a guilty conscience, thinking that if he knew about these things, he would be unhappy.

—

Blooming flowers is a symbol of beauty. Someone once told Yun Qian about it, and she can still remember some small words.

Walking hand in hand, eyes full of flowers.

Yun Qian thought that snowflakes were also flowers, so... the scene in front of her should be flowers covering flowers?

Xu Chang'an and Yun Qian came out of the pavilion, and what they saw was a magnificent scenery. As far as they could see was the ocean, a sea of ​​snowflakes and flowers.

"I'm just saying that the snow is falling suddenly, miss... the flowers in this flower garden are all buried by the snow." Xu Changan looked helplessly at the silent sea of ​​white flowers in front of him.

These are all the flowers he carefully cultivated on the island, and now they are covered by snow, in the past, they would be so distressing.

But Xu Changan looked at the blue leaves and stems of the flowers covered by snowflakes, and could feel the vitality in them.

"It's a pity, I should have come earlier, and now I can't see the sea of ​​flowers." Xu Changan bent down regretfully, gently brushed off the snow stains on the flowers, and smelled the intoxicating fragrance of flowers, and there was a hint of sweetness in the fragrance taste.

If in midsummer, the dazzling sea of ​​flowers and the heat wave come oncoming with the complex fragrance of flowers, Yun Qian will definitely like it.

"The sea of ​​snowflakes is also the sea of ​​flowers." Yunqian tilted her head, half-bent down, and pinched off the whole white flower with her nails.

He escaped the snow-covered flowers, but died in the girl's hands.

Xu Changan: "..."

Forget it, girl picking flowers, can it be called picking flowers?

Speaking of which, he always used picking flowers instead of "getting up at night", and now he really picked flowers.

"Don't move." Yunqian stood up holding the white flower, and then stuck it in Xu Changan's ear. After looking at it, she nodded with satisfaction: "It's very beautiful."

"...???" Several question marks flew over Xu Changan's head.

"Miss, isn't it right... Why did you do what I did." Xu Changan's eyes widened.

That's right, he brushed off the snow from the flower just to put it on for the girl, but he didn't expect to be preempted when he took it.

Besides, he is a big man, what kind of flower is he wearing?

Xu Changan was about to take it off.

"Don't pick it." Yun Qian shook her head, "I like it."

"…good."

Facing Yun Qian's request, Xu Chang'an could only obey. He said helplessly, "If you like it...then you like it. I just don't want to pick it off."

Yun Qian responded.

"But I can't wear it alone." As Xu Changan said, he also pinched off a big red flower and tried to put it in Yunqian's ear, but what he didn't expect was that Yunqian dodged lightly and hid past.

"Miss?" Xu Changan was astonished.

For a moment, he didn't understand why the girl avoided her.

Xu Changan looked at Yunqian, thought for a while and asked, "Miss, don't you like this flower, then I'll change it."

Yunqian shook her head and said, "I like it very much."

"I like it, so why..."

"I was thinking about something just now." Yun Qian said seriously: "Actually, this time, I shouldn't... wear flowers."

Xu Chang'an's so-called memorial service reminded her of many memories that should not be remembered now, that do not belong to "Yun Qian".

If there were no accidents, this time she should be watching An Anan quietly and honestly watching him, watching him put on all kinds of beautiful white flowers, pear flowers, and green radish.

rather than meddling in his life.

Miss Yun should be the same as before, seeing a beautiful scenery, but doing nothing, walking in this sea of ​​flowers, not even a little pollen on her body.

Even if she doesn't meet, she doesn't need the name Yunqian.

So she would not be the one to wear flowers.

After she dreams of beautiful things and gets involved in them, she will find that everything is fleeting, and the people in front of her will disappear without a trace as long as the wind blows.

—

Then the wind picked up.

The wind mixed with snowflakes blew past Xu Changan's body, blowing off the white flowers around his ears~lightnovelpub.net~ Yunqian was startled, bent down to pick it up, and then put it on her head just like that .

"Didn't you say you shouldn't wear it?" Xu Changan was stunned, but who made the girl look good.

"You've worn it before, I like it very much." Yunqian stretched her waist, then looked at the branch that had been pinched, and said softly, "Is it going to die?"

"Dead." Xu Changan blinked: "But there are a lot of flowers here. After the winter, the next spring will still bloom brilliantly. You don't have to worry about it, Miss."

"Yeah." Yunqian felt the white flowers beside her ears, her eyes fell on Xu Changan, and she asked, "Should we see them again in the coming year?"

"Naturally." Xu Changan seemed to feel that the atmosphere had arrived, and said with a smile: "It is written in the book that people who have been separated for a long time will finally meet again in the sea of ​​flowers in spring? It is very emotional."

"Reunion?" Yun Qian blinked, very interested, and motioned Xu Changan to continue.

"Reunion is always beautiful, doesn't it mean...all encounters in the world are long-lost reunions?" Xu Changan looked at Yunqian seriously: "It's as if I lived again, went to the island, and found that the new swallow will return here, and the fragrance is fragrant. Drunk, there are clouds that fall into the world, and can heal everything."

Of course Yunxia is Yunqian.

He hoped that the encounter between himself and the girl would also be a beautiful reunion.

It's a pity that Yunqian doesn't think reunions are all beautiful scenes, for example... she just picked him up in tatters at the seaside this time, but there is nothing beautiful about it.

"It's different." Yunqian took down the flower beside her ear and asked, "It's dead, and it will bloom again in the next spring. Is it still the same flower?"

?

Xu Changan looked at her strangely, "As long as it looks good, you don't care if it's the same flower."

Yun Qian: "..."

It makes sense.

The rare female Jiaosi she saw was torn apart neatly by Xu Changan.