no one knows better than me

Therefore, on the highest peak in the east of Mengchao Island, there is a secluded winding path. On one side of the path is an ethereal cliff, and on the other side is a stone wall covered by overlapping vines.Among them, there is fog all year round. This kind of mist in the mountain stream is unusual, and it is stained with a faint fragrance of flowers.The fragrance of the flowers comes from a flowering tree at the end of the path at the foot of the mountain. The whole tree is lush and blooming all the year round. There are long oval leaves on the branches, which are stretching infinitely in the transparent and clear air at the moment, with the edges slightly Evoked, rolled with dew.

Zhuang Qingliu sat on a branch full of dew.

The air on the island was clear, and Mei Hualan was standing in the drizzle holding an umbrella, and the pattering raindrops slanted and hit the thin grass swaying back and forth at her feet, making a light beep.

Zhuang Qingliu looked at her quietly for a long time, and suddenly the end of her eyes slightly bent a little: "You are here."

"Ah."

Meihualan's voice was so soft that it could hardly be heard, melting into the wind, her eyes stretched as far as the eye could see, "I'm here to pick you up. I'm afraid you're waiting for me."

Zhuang Qingliu: "How do you know I'm here?"

Mei Hualan: "No matter where you are, I will find you."

Zhuang Qingliu: "Do you still remember what I said before?"

Plum Blossom Lane: "I have never forgotten."

Never forgotten.

Zhuang Qingliu closed her eyelashes deeply among the mottled tree shadows.Just four words were enough to ignite the fire that had been hidden in her heart for two lifetimes.

"The night before Siguiya's farewell, I stood by your bed for a long time, wanting to hear your truth for the last time."

Zhuang Qingliu withdrew her hands that were propped on the tree, and fell from the blossoming branches: "—but I didn't give up, so before I left, I secretly begged for a kiss on your lips."

The heavy rain was pattering, and Mei Hualan's figure finally moved. She walked through the layers of rain curtains, the fire 20 years ago, and the light and shadow that passed by all the way. her lips.

When her kiss fell, Zhuang Qingliu smelled the sweet fragrance of flowers.

All over the mountains and fields, the vegetation of the entire fairy island bloomed in an instant, and it was like a dream.When Mei Hualan was about to let go of the umbrella's hand, Zhuang Qingliu gently covered her phalanx, took the handle of the umbrella calmly, and accepted the gentle peck.

There was a sound of light footsteps, and Zhu Heng walked out from behind the winding path coolly, leaning against the tree with folded arms and watching faintly, before he could speak, Zhuang Qingliu suddenly disappeared from the spot around the plum blossoms.

The sound of pattering rain spread from Gumengchao, and turned into the rustling of the Meizhou ground. As the night deepened, there were continuous and wandering lights among the clusters of mountain peaks in Meijia.

Just as Zhuang Qingliu spun around and fell in with a "huh", Mei Hualan had already closed the carved wooden door behind her with her backhand. With the other hand, she stripped off the rain-soaked robes of the two, and led her around the screen.

"I have a lot, a lot of things I want to tell you."

"Me too."

Zhuang Qingliu smiled softly: "Then we'll talk about it later."

It was raining outside the window, and there was no light in the darkness, and there was no light. The two leaned against the window where the blurred silhouette was reflected, and kissed lightly, gradually deepening.

Zhuang Qingliu rubbed the back of her neck carefully, and whispered while moving her lips: "But now... I want to see you."

Plum blossoms kissed her ears like the fragrance of flowers, and her voice was as soft as water waves: "Then light the lamp."

Zhuang Qingliuhuan's arm behind her didn't move, and with a light twist between her fingertips, she lit up a candle at the corner of the table in the room.

The harmonious lanterns illuminated the faces of the two of them, and the soft halo fell into Mei Hualan's eyes.Her eyes were still clear, clean, and bright, hiding the light she had been waiting for for many years.

Regardless of life or death, there is a person whose affection remains unchanged year after year.

Zhuang Qingliu looked back and forth on her face for a long time, without moving away.In the past 20 years, this person's secret miss for her has been hidden bit by bit in every place.Hidden in the brow, hidden in the corner of the eye, hidden in the deep eye, almost repeatedly engraved by the years indelible marks.

Mei Hualan's eyes also fell on her face, and after turning around for a while, she finally couldn't help lowering her head again, and deeply sucked the corner of Zhuang Qingliu's mouth, the sadness that was lost and found surged in her heart, the love that she had tasted so much before. It grew into a towering tree, and doubled the love that was so prosperous that it could no longer be contained by itself.

The lingering dark fragrance rose layer upon layer in the air, and Zhuang Qingliu's cool palm brushed against her like water waves.

The hair ends of the two were entangled intimately, sucking their necks, biting their chins, kneading their finger bones, Mei Hualan turned away from the bed uncontrollably, and pressed them against the thin and soft quilt, wanting to kiss like melting The back and forth was random.

Zhuang Qingliu gently soothed her entanglement, and untied the tightly overlapping skirts of plum blossoms from behind, but immediately turned around and leaned over to catch her two thin lips.Mei Hualan's fingers were dragged into her clothes, Zhuang Qingliu wrapped her in his arms properly and meticulously, and kissed her softly: "Don't worry, take it easy."

There is a soft place in her heart that has already collapsed and vacated, and she can wait a little longer, a little longer, repay a little more, and accumulate a little more of her heart.

Meihualan's shortness of breath calmed down steadily, and her porcelain white fingers found a way. The two of them took off each other's clothes, peeling off the slender sphenoid bones, soft shoulders, and flowing long hair.

The night outside the window was getting darker, Zhuang Qingliu whispered back and forth: "Mei Pan..." Every time she shouted, Mei Hualan answered with a kiss.

No matter before or now, she is a person who is not very good at expressing, so everything she wants to do is implemented in actions, and the affection and tenderness she wants to express are all in such a bowed kiss.

She is very good, very good, Zhuang Qingliu likes her very much.

The unique ray of candlelight in the house gradually dimmed, and the lingering in the air climbed to the top. Zhuang Qingliu turned over his hands, and suddenly turned the person on him, "Ming people don't speak dark words, I want to be below."

"..."

Mei Hualan leaned on the pillow with one hand, and gently stroked her sweat-drenched hair with the other: "Didn't you say otherwise?"

Zhuang Qingliu suddenly laughed, thinking about her and blinking: "Why, you think too?"

The eyes of the person on the body sparkled with warm water, and he looked at her quietly for a long time under the light, and finally bowed his head reverently and fell down.

There is a faint fragrance floating in the house, the hands are as cool as jade, and the heart of Meihualan is endless.

She had been waiting for this man for too long, too long.From looking up to looking up, from childhood to adulthood, from when you grow up to when you come back, from close at hand to lost, from lost and found to meet and not know

The light and shadow in front of her eyes seem to have crossed the river swept by time and returned to the past, back to the countless days and nights, when they were together day and night, Zhuang Qingliu at that time was also so warm, so gorgeous, and the sun crossed her body. Phnom Penh.

15-year-old Meihualan, 16-year-old Meihualan, 17-year-old Meihualan, Meihualan who is growing up, quietly watching from a remote place, watching for a long time, I don’t know when it started, I suddenly wanted to Holding her in my arms, I want to bow my head to kiss her, I want to listen to her, I want to intertwine with her, I want her.

She wanted her, the kind of wanting one person has for another.

However, at this moment, Zhuang Qingliu, who had slipped out of the Phnom Penh sun ring and lay flat on the bed, found a problem—this man kissed back and forth, rubbed up and down, stroked here and there, but he didn't get the point at all.

The candle wicks are getting shorter and the lights are getting dimmer.

Still missing the point.

Finally, Zhuang Qingliu's eyes fell to the upper left corner, looked at it for a while; then turned to the right corner, looked at it for a while, and then asked: "Mei Pan, don't you know?"

After the eerie silence, Mei Hualan's calm kiss fell on her delicate shoulder: "How could that be?"

Yeah?It seems to be quite "yes", but not the kind of meeting that should be.

When she was young, she always had pure dependence, and she didn't have such thoughts.Later, after a while, Zhuang Qingliu was no longer there. I never thought that she would really come back, so I didn't learn such things.She intends to die alone.

Zhuang Qingliu's eyelashes slightly closed, and his eyes suddenly turned up with some turbulence, and he gently netted her under her body, into her arms, pecked and whispered in her ear: "This is you...but You have to study hard."

Mei Hualan put her arms around her, and Zhuang Qingliu whispered her response: "Don't be afraid."

However, it didn't take long before he started muttering again: "How tiring..."

Plum Blossom Lane: "..."

Not long after, Zhuang Qingliu touched her face: "When will you learn it?"

"..."

Mei Hualan couldn't help but close her eyes, and answered seriously in a restrained voice: "Soon."

Zhuang Qingliu took every bit of her into his eyes, smiled and asked deliberately: "Why is everything so fast, will bathing at night be fast in the future?"

Plum Blossom Lane: "..."

The smile at the end of Zhuang Qingliu's eyes became deeper and deeper, and her movements like water waves became more and more gentle and shallow. He buried his head on her neck and said, "That one thing doesn't have to be quick. It can't be very fast either." quick."

"..."

Zhuang Qingliu couldn't help kissing her ear, seeing the warm pink color spread out again, with an uncontrollable smile in his eyes, and whispered: "This will make you feel embarrassed, what will you do in the future?"

In the past, her soft "ah" at the end sounded like a baby, but now it turned into teasing in the drizzle of the night.The almost unrecognizable strangeness and tension of Meihualan dissipated silently in such tenderness, and finally she wrapped her whole body and heart into the soft water.

The dark night is boundless, and the drizzle is rustling.

When a mysteriously dancing candle was about to go out, Zhuang Qingliu touched Mei Hualan's head, leaned over her ear and asked, "Have you learned it yet?"

Mei Hualan lightly touched her side face and breathed a sigh of relief, wanting to turn over: "Okay."

Zhuang Qingliu's eyes overflowed with a smile, and his fingers clasped her tightly: "We'll take the exam next time, and have a good rest today." She kissed Mei Hualan's forehead, and looked at her tenderly, "We still have a long time in the future."

Mei Hualan's slender finger bones rested on her back and stroked her back and forth a few times, then turned her head to look at the hourglass.It was really late, and the rain outside had stopped.

"Okay." She kissed Zhuang Qingliu's forehead, thought for a while, and put it on the corner of her mouth again, putting her arms around her, "Go to sleep." The silk thread on Zhuang Qingliu's body was gone, and she didn't take the initiative to mention this matter However, Mei Hualan didn't know whether she had suffered or not, and how much she had suffered.

The corners of Zhuang Qingliu's eyebrows and eyes seemed to be hiding a little exhaustion, so he quickly hooked the corners of his mouth and closed his eyes.

Mei Hualan looked down at her for a long time in the only faint candlelight left, then lowered her head slightly, and pressed her warm and soft cheeks together.

Some things haven't changed at all from before, and some things have changed since tonight.

Her heart was filled to the brim.

Those wet rains dried up.

The author has something to say: I didn’t expect it, hahaha, on the 130 routine plans under the bed...&Although the consciousness is streamed, but I was caught).It's normal, everyone, good night and go to bed early, if & I will change it, & & & & again & I will replace the second half of the chapter.