you touched my years

Chapter 53 Love 2
Wearing a light blue down jacket, a long white plush hat covering ears, and a pair of calfskin boots, Liu Xiaoyu, dressed as a girl of the same age, finally walked out of the room on a rare occasion.

A quarter past 7:[-], the air was exceptionally clear, the neighbor seemed to be inhabited, the smell of smoke from last night, and the lunch boxes piled up in front of the door, Liu Xiaoyu thought that the balcony would be less in the future, which is a pity In that quiet place, I slowly walked downstairs.

The sun is warm during the day, but misty and rainy at night. The weather in the south is always confusing, but it’s not clear at the moment. Except for the elderly who do morning exercises, the office workers are on vacation at the moment. Fried dough sticks, tofu nao, steamed buns, wine rice cakes, hot and sour vermicelli soup, small noodles, all the breakfasts she remembered filled a street around the tea market.

In her previous life, she always liked to take a detour on such an early morning, passing by here to go to work in the factory, she could smell all the snacks through the scent, she had never eaten those snacks seriously, before, she dared not eat them without money, Now she can eat it, but she no longer eats it. Except for plain porridge and vegetarian food, she can only eat bland food in recent years.

Walking over, taking a deep breath of the miscellaneous fragrance, I am still very satisfied.The vegetable market in the early morning was extremely lively, some fresh mushrooms and some vegetables, and they went home.In the morning, there is still a bowl of bird's nest porridge with medicinal powder and a bowl of bitter soup. This combination can almost destroy her appetite for the day, but there is no way, the diet list prescribed by Shen Lao is so strange.

After fiddling with the flowers and plants on the balcony, practiced a few big characters, read ancient Chinese for a while, mixed mushroom porridge, stir-fried vegetables, simple and delicious lunch, finished drinking medicine, read a book, and waited for Lao Zhou’s phone call once every three days to report his safety. Gou Guan did appear In the capital, Liu Mancang was still missing, but after all, he could know that there must be another exit from that tomb.Both Liu Xiaoyu and Lao Zhou are full of hope.

After dinner, practice big characters, wash up, go to bed, the same life, every day, she is not too bored, after all, she is used to such quietness, the TV in the living room is like a decoration, she never uses it, and she will never use it, Even at ordinary times, Lao Zhou occasionally reads the international news. She always stays on the sidelines. She doesn't know how to use the remote control panel, nor can she turn on and off the machine. .Of course, except for the washing machine, this is a high-tech gadget that Lao Zhou only learned after teaching him a dozen times.

White cotton jacket and trousers, and a black fox fur trim coat, like a little white fox hibernating under the quilt.A corner of the balcony is separated by a Ruyi short screen with smoke gauze and magpies climbing on the branches, which cuts off the raging winter wind.I haven't been up all day, thinking that it's early in the morning, and it should be clean by now.

In front of the teahouse, on a round wooden pier stood a seven-inch long red clay stove with a cover and a door, a pair of ancient iron chestnut-colored purple clay pots the size of a fist, and two white jade-like purple sand pots around it. A paper-thin teacup.

Warming pot, pouring pot, warming cup, and then the second shot Han Xin ordered soldiers one by one, and the strong fragrance hit, but this time he picked it up and put it down without any smoke, as usual, just put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed gently Smell the smell, did not drink tea, even under the misty rain on the whole balcony, the fragrance cannot be suppressed.

Qiu Zeran was lying on the chaise longue under the eaves on the balcony, wearing black silk pajamas, hiding him in the dark night. This time, he could clearly feel every step of the next door, starting from making tea, every time it changed from light to dark. Thick level changes, through the gaps in the fence, looking at the embroidery of magpies climbing on the branches on the tulle screen, and the hazy slender figure behind the embroidery, once again the scene like a painting is presented in front of you, I want to go in and take a look , but afraid of disturbing the quietness of the room, hesitated, hesitated, stood up, except for the dim light in the corner, he shrank into the night, silently.

Focused, elegant, flowing movements, and the appearance of staring at the teacup, gradually matched with the girl in the memory. The fox fur coat with the edge made her pale and small, without a trace of blood. Under the hazy light, it was vague and vague, and it seemed to fade away without a trace, and my heart skipped a few beats at this moment...

The palms covered by the fence were clasped tightly, and he could almost step over the barrier with his legs stretched out. His eyes were fixed on the girl opposite, the white skirt blown by the breeze and the lightly scented tea on the tip of his nose. He was hoarse. His throat felt dry, and his Adam's apple couldn't help rolling twice. The swallowed saliva gradually revived his heart. He saw her again...

A strong sense of staring came from not far away. The hand cleaning the teapot did not pause, but just looked up subconsciously. Across the screen of the night, she still saw the end at a glance under the barrier of the night. Tears, dripping down...

A night, a fence, one standing, one squatting, one with a solemn expression and stiff hands and feet, one feeling sad and at a loss.They meet again after a century.The water in the teapot made a gurgling sound, and the hot tea overflowed from the kettle, and the scorching sensation brought her back to reality.

Before the scorching pain could be uttered, a shadow fell in front of him, the slender and cold fingers were held in the palm of the hand, a slight breeze blew out, no one spoke, the two clasped hands stopped in mid-air, and the four eyes And the right gaze fixed the other party's heart that wanted to escape.

The gurgling of tea, the whirring of the screen being blown by the wind, and the raindrops dripping in the hair, I raised my left hand to wipe that fair little face clean, and those broken pearls fell down , wanted to reach out to catch it, but found that he had no other choice but to treasure it.

Like a pair of lovers reunited after a long absence, everything in the world only sees each other.

"Wet" stretched out his hand to caress the other's hair, but suddenly remembered that it was not what it used to be at this time, hurriedly pulled out the right hand held in the other's palm, staggered back, and walked back to the room quickly, "Peng" leaves nothing but the elegant and light fragrance just left, just like a beautiful dreamlike bubble phantom, the bubble bursts, and it will return to reality.

It seemed that there was still a slippery feeling in his hands, he clenched his fists and engraved them firmly in his heart, abruptly breaking the beauty's uneasiness, and relieved in the cold tears in his memory, he believed that she also remembered him...

A door is separated, like two worlds, even if one escapes and the other chases, you still can't touch the taboo outside the door, the little spots are dim, and the black silk pajamas shine even thinner, and the wind blows unscrupulously from all directions, Apart from sporadic drizzle, there seemed to be some gray snowflakes falling. He wanted to raise his hand to push away the barrier in front of him, but he dared not be abrupt. The joy in his heart enveloped his whole body, and the ice and snow outside could not stop his heart from jumping and cheering at the moment. .

The hazy beauty who I thought I had missed, did not expect that they were destined to meet in such a place. It was a deliberate arrangement from the heavens, or their fate in their past and present lives. Qiu Zeran had never believed in fate, but at this moment he believed that their fate was destined.

Across the door, she wiped away the tears on her face, but she seemed to be doing futile work. The teardrops that were not under her control were really falling like broken beads. She thought that even if they could move on Fate would not be now, she thought, she made the decision to stay in City A just for the faint dream in her heart, she thought, she just begged once, otherwise why did they still meet when the place changed and the time changed, this time The doomed fate made her heart feel like a dike was broken, and the overwhelming thoughts finally ravaged every corner of her heart and filled every atrium of her heart, and how would she choose...

(End of this chapter)