string sound dream lovesickness

On the day of April, the faint sunlight poured down from the scattered branches. Because it was early in the morning, the sunlight still carried some dewdrops of water vapor, forming a misty mist in the air.

Meng Yuannian walked through the arch, and when he looked up, he saw Mo Qingxian standing not far away, looking back at him, with his right hand raised above his head, waving at him and urging him: "Ah Yuan, hurry up."

The sun just fell on his face directly, reflecting the dazzling bright white light. His somewhat long hair drew an irregular circular arc between one side of his head. His eyes narrowed slightly because of the sun, and his slender eyebrows Gathered together, the facial features are blurred like a dream.Behind him, a big pink peach tree is burning and blooming, and the wind blows and spreads the pink petals all over the sky, which also becomes the background of the person in front of him.

He laughed loudly, stretched out his hand and scratched randomly in the air a few times, and suddenly ran towards the peach tree.The wind blew his white shirt, and through the rain of pink flowers, Meng Yuannian stood still and watched the petals all over his body.There is an illusion like a fantasy.

He saw Mo Qingxian walking towards him with a smile, facing the sun, he couldn't see his face clearly, he could only vaguely see his stretched facial features, raised eyebrows, and slightly parted lips.He walked towards himself, his white coat split the flickering light and shadow in the air, he raised his hand and pinned the peach branch with pink flowers in his ear, his voice was like pearls and jade, like a stringed song.

He said, "Ah Yuan, I see you off. It's more beautiful this way, the way I like it."

Meng Yuannian raised his hand to hold his slender and long fingers, and the corners of his eyes twitched with gentle warmth.If this is what you like, I will.Willing to always be what you like.

He bowed his head and gently kissed Mo Qingxian's forehead. Amidst the peach blossoms flying, he could smell the strong peach fragrance from Mo Qingxian's body.Wrap around the tip of the nose and wrap around the heart.

Meng Yuannian opened his eyes slightly and saw the large pink scene behind Mo Qingxian through the curled hair on top of Mo Qingxian's head.In the world, it seemed that there was no sound that could reach his ears, no one could enter his eyes, and only Mo Qingxian and that tree of burning peach blossoms were left in the whole world.

Sitting on the pavilion, with the breeze blowing on his face, Mo Qingxian lay comfortably on Meng Yuannian's lap.Meng Yuannian lowered his head above the viewer. From this angle, his face looked even smaller.The chin is pointed but shiny and plump. He often wonders how Meng Yuannian looks like him. Even though he is a boy like him, he has such a monstrous appearance.

He raised his hand and grabbed Meng Yuannian's hanging hair, and said with a low smile, "Ah Yuan, you must not grow your hair long, otherwise all the people will come to see and kill Wei Jie."

"Oh! Are you stupid in studying? I don't know how to ride a carriage. More importantly, no one throws me fruit now. At worst, it must be a few rapeseed flowers." Meng Yuannian gently twirled Mo Qingxian The earlobe, the scene was so pleasant that he was a little reluctant to wake up from this dreamlike environment.

"Rape flowers? Why did you think of going there? Don't most people talk about rose champagne? You're such a spoiler." Mo Qingxian complained to Meng Yuannian with a slightly pouted mouth, "You're still called a genius, and you don't have any poetic flavor at all." .”

"Then what should I say?" Meng Yuannian smiled and his fingers brushed against his lips, causing a trembling heartbeat. He suddenly lowered his head and kissed him like that. Mo Qingxian watched his protruding Adam's apple move slightly, He heard his laughing voice coming from his lips: "Forget it, you better stop talking."

Mo Qingxian felt that the pink mist of big trees and big trees exploded in his eyes, blinding his eyes, but he felt relieved and sweet.

Yuan, I love you.

I know, I love you too.