Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Far from the hustle and bustle, being alone in this illusory place like a paradise, just sitting quietly with the wind blowing and looking at the stars is also very good.

It calms the mind and broadens the chest.

Under the tree, Yun Si looked up at the stars hidden in the sweet-scented osmanthus, and suddenly remembered the days in the peach forest.

When she couldn't fall asleep, she would sit at night, just like that, sitting under a tree, quietly looking up at the stars.

The sky full of galaxies, vast and vast, spread across the sky, and the dark and mysterious divine light changes silently, beautiful and shocking.

The magnificent and unearthly beauty is the best pacifier when she can't sleep. Even just looking at it can make people's heart completely calm and calm her restlessness.

Sometimes watching, she closed her eyes, relaxed and fell asleep.

When she opened her eyes again, the beautiful starry sky turned into a roof, and she returned to the house, covered with a quilt, and only then did she react slowly—it was another new day.

Those days were extraordinarily simple and joyful.

Yun Si can feel the happiness that she didn't know at that time just by simply recalling it—an extremely rare and precious happiness.

She looked at the sky, then turned her head to look at the childish man who was weaving a wreath with soft branches.

Childish men always like to treat her like a baby, and want to make toys for her whenever they come across.

After the wreath was finished, although it was a bit rough and several flowers were broken, he placed it on her head carefully.

Put it on, the pure sweet-scented osmanthus decorated her little face, he liked it, and said with a smile: "It's so pretty."

I don't know whether to praise his masterpiece or her.

"..." Yun Si felt helpless and was about to speak.

But he hugged her again, and touched her head very gently, "Is it cold? Are you tired?"

Leaning in his arms, she shook her head, "No."

He hummed and asked, "What were you thinking just now?"

What was he thinking, that made him show that—the look of nostalgia for happiness?

"Missing family?" he asked.

The person being hugged slightly curled his lips, "Well, I'm thinking about my family."

"I once had a brother who treated me very well," she tilted her head and whispered in his ear, "so good that I really want to marry him."

"..." The hand touching her head stopped.

"What kind of brother?" He asked calmly, calmly, "Can you be so good?"

"Well, he's fine."

She grabbed his sleeve, pretending to be serious, "He is the best and best person in the world, bar none."

Such flattery made a certain childish man snort and said, "How good can it be? I'm afraid he didn't pretend to be a bad guy."

"........."

Yun Si held back her smile, "Oh, really? But that brother is really good to me, he is willing to cling to me in everything, never speaks to me loudly, and he is willing to give me whatever I want."

He hugged her tightly, and replied lightly: "Men are like this. When they fall in love with you, they pretend to be a hypocrite, first trick you with sugar, and tell you to come into his trap, and then trap you." .”

"Don't look at the skin of people. A stranger will not treat you well for no reason. If he treats you like this, he must have ulterior motives and other motives. Don't be deceived by him."

A beast, such a small doll dares to think about it.

Even more beastly than him.

"...Who is that person? What is his name? Which family? Do I know him?"