west wind sleepless

Reluctantly returning to Fenghua Villa, Yin Qingyu unconsciously stroked the small flag in her sleeve, as if in this way she could confirm that the meeting in Meiyuan was not a dream.

While Yin Fengxiang was going to see Mrs. Yin, he sent Xixiang and Xiaoshuang away and went outside.After thinking about it, he hesitated for a while, and finally chose an unremarkable old vine.He took out the flag, something was painted on the flag, and there was a special fragrance. He noticed that there was no one around, and carefully inserted the flag on the rattan.

The cane is in a good position, it can be seen through the window in the house, as long as you don't pay attention, you won't notice that there is a little blue flag on the cane.

Although many humiliating things had happened, Cheng Fei's firmness of heart and gentle forgiveness comforted him a lot. The depression in his heart was relieved, he ate more than half a bowl of dinner for the first time, and he had a rare good night's sleep at night.

The next day, all he could think about was the flag outside the house.Will the homing pigeons come?What would Ah Fei say?Can you successfully receive the letter?

However, his worries were in vain. Yin Fengxiang was busy these days, so he left Qinglu Garden early in the morning and did not show up until noon.This couldn't be more suitable for him.

Just a little anxious, a gray pigeon flew over, circled twice in mid-air, swooped down towards the old vine, and stopped on the flag.

It really came!Yin Qingyu was surprised and delighted, and in a blink of an eye, she saw Xixiang Xiaoshuang talking at the other end of the garden. He went out quietly, pretending to be relieved, came to the edge of the vine, and gently caught the pigeon.

The pigeon cooed, and its little paw struggled twice.He saw a small bamboo tube tied to his hind leg, so he opened the bamboo tube and poured out a note.

Cheng Fei wrote a few words on the note, asking him to take good care of himself. Although there are only a few words, it is full of concern.Yin Qingyu couldn't feel her heart fluttering, and she was lost in thought on the note.

He suddenly heard Xixiang and Xiaoshuang's chatting and laughing getting closer, he woke up, turned to look at them, and hurriedly released the pigeon in his hand before the two of them noticed.

Back in the house, he looked at the note in his hand, the handwriting, the words, everything, showed that he was still by his side, never far away.

He watched over and over again, but he didn't dare to stay in the house... Yin Fengxiang lives with him, so it's easy to find out.He endured the reluctance and finally destroyed the note.

For two days in a row, Yin Fengxiang was busy with business and left early and returned late. Yin Qingyu received Cheng Fei's letter smoothly.In order not to let the pigeons stay for a long time and cause others to notice, he always returns to the house to write a reply letter after releasing the pigeons. When the next time the pigeons fly, he takes down the new letter and immediately puts it in the reply letter and sends it away.

Two days later, the flag was pulled down, and the pigeon really knew the way.

As if good luck came at the same time, Yin Fengxiang finally moved out of Qinglu Garden due to his busy schedule and Mrs. Yin's constant urging.

After he left, although there was still Xixiang Xiaoshuang in the garden, it was much more convenient.

Yin Qingyu and Cheng Fei communicated daily without interruption.Even if we can't meet each other, there is a few words, but the affection will not diminish.

I am happy every day, my body is gradually improving, and my spirit is getting better and better.Yin Fengxiang also asked the doctor to diagnose him several times in a month and take care of him carefully.

In this way, ten months have passed, and the new year has passed, and it will be the beginning of spring in a blink of an eye.

Spring came early this year, the spring grass sprouted, the young leaves first sprouted, and little orioles flew from the branches, shuttled and sang among the bright yellow and new green.

After breakfast this day, Xixiang went out of the garden, while Xiaoshuang trimmed the flowering branches from a distance.Yin Qingyu looked at the fresh green in front of the window, and felt lighter.Even if it grows in a remote grass, it can bask in the warm sun and spit out its fragrance when spring comes.Even if the winter is long, even if it is extremely ordinary, there will always be a glimmer of hope, which will never be abandoned.

While he was in a trance, the pigeon rushed into his field of vision, still circled a few times, and landed on the old vine.

Here comes the letter!He was about to leave the house in a hurry, but when he opened the door, he almost bumped into someone!

He looked up and was surprised.Stay where you are.

——Yin Fengxiang stood in front of the door, waiting to go in.