Song of Qingqiu

Bai Qian had actually finished her breakfast at this time, but she was still sitting by the garden, drinking coffee casually.The fatigue of last night did not recede because of a good night’s sleep. Anyway, there were not many people in the restaurant at this time, so I simply sat down, looked at the greenery everywhere, and watched the tall palm trees cast long and deep shadows, covering the Basking in the sunshine and heat also gave her a rare peace of mind.

"What are you in a daze for?" Mo Yuan walked up to her side at some point.He had already finished running, and went back to his room to take a shower, changed his clothes, and exuded the fragrance of aftersh**e all over his body, which was as fresh as the green grass covered with dew and sunlight outside the house.

Mo Yuan put down the dinner plate and sat opposite her, his slightly elongated face showed his usual hardness and desolation.In Bai Qian's heart, Mo Yuan has never been a warm man, he is hard and cold, arrogant and stubborn, with an inexplicable sense of mystery, as if he has endless experiences and stories.She couldn't tell whether this feeling was because he was her teacher, or because she still remembered that night in the little bar.

"Any plans for today?" Mo Yuan asked while cutting the bacon on the plate.

Bai Qian said listlessly: "I was too tired yesterday, so I don't want to go anywhere, just sit on the beach."

"There are many projects here, wouldn't it be a waste if you don't participate?" Mo Yuan's eyes lit up, and he said a little seriously.The earnestness reminded her of him correcting their pronunciation in class.Until now, Bai Qian has a headache for it.

Sure enough, Bai Qian did exactly what she said, holding her ipad half-lying and half-sitting on the deck chair on the beach, reading her "Bai Ye Xing".And Mo Yuan didn't know where he went.After the sun came out, the beach was still a little hot and humid.Fortunately, there are long umbrellas to shade the sun and the gentle sea breeze.Yesterday, she didn't sleep well by herself. She hadn't fully entered the state of vacation yet, and after reading a few more pages, she became even more drowsy.

It took Bai Qian a long time to realize that there were not many people swimming at the beach, because the wind and waves were getting bigger and bigger, and only a few people were stumbling and playing in the waves.In a blur, she saw Mo Yuan's figure.He also had a surfboard in his hand.

In Bai Qian's mind, surfing is a rare and distant sport.Only foreigners can play.But for some reason, she felt that Mo Yuan was very suitable, especially his character, stubborn and unyielding.

Contrary to Bai Qian's expectation, Mo Yuan played very well.Wave after wave of wind set off the white waves, slapping the shore and making loud noises.The scene of raging waves rolling in frost and snow in ancient poems actually appeared in front of Bai Qian's eyes.

And Mo Yuan stepped on the surfboard, and was immediately swept in by the white waves.Bai Qian was inevitably startled, but within a second, his thin figure appeared from the waves again.Another wave, surging, joyful, rolling in.Bai Qian couldn't help being a little excited.And Mo Yuan stepped on the surfboard and rushed into the waves again, facing the waves, was pushed up to the peak by the waves.

Bai Qian suddenly felt all sleepiness disappear.I didn't expect to be fascinated by watching a person surfing alone.Is it because of his courage to face the wind and waves, or is it because of his vigorous posture when playing in the peaks and valleys of the waves?She felt that a man should be like this.

Mo Yuan played in the waves for a long time, probably having enjoyed himself to the fullest, picked up the surfboard and walked towards Bai Qian.A can of Coke was conjured out of nowhere and handed to Bai Qian.A slightly shy smile appeared on his resolute face, and his teeth were so white that they could be advertised, which made Bai Qian feel that he was brilliant at the moment.

Mo Yuan sat down beside her, and peeked at the ipad in her hand.

"Are you reading White Night Walk?"

Bai Qian nodded.

"Do you want me to give you a spoiler?" There was a hint of cunning in Mo Yuan's smile.

Bai smiled and shook his head.Mo Yuan turned his face away, erected the surfboard, took another can of Coke, unscrewed the seal, took a sip, faced the sea, and quietly stared blankly.

Bai Qian looked at the breath of the sea all over his body, and the uneven muscles and lines shown in the slightly wet polo shirt.Bai Qian suddenly had the urge to reach out and touch her, wondering if such a chest and waist would be hard and elastic.Then he blushed at the thought of himself.

Mo Yuan just turned his head at this moment.Bai Qian couldn't help coughing quickly, trying to hide her embarrassment.

"Huh?" Mo Yuan looked at her with wide eyes.

"No, nothing."

"Well, you've been sitting here all morning, so it's time to get up and move around. I'll take you somewhere. Okay?" Mo Yuan said, his eyes flashed again.