School Hunk Falls in Love with Her

Time, barefoot, back upstream along Windsor town.

Back at Windsor station, the noisy and harmonious group of cafes.

Floating light takes pictures of lazy swans by the Thames River, hiding in the afternoon sun.

Windsor Castle's clear sky, is the vast light clouds.

When the sun came through the window, a teenager was standing in the back garden, wringing his hair dry.

He raised his head and flung the water drops from his hair. The crystal clear water drops swayed gently on his dark hair, like a dream in a cool summer, with a small knot.

He simply cleaned up, and when he came down from the spiral stairs, the light just aimed at a person's figure.

For a few seconds, he hesitated, and finally decided to sit on the sofa in the central living room. The peony painting on the huge dome splashed on his tan Mo soft black hair. With the elastic beat of the hair, he stretched out his gorgeous appearance. When it was in full bloom, you would think that maybe it was just a meteor bloom and a dream of Epiphyllum.

The Duke, put down the times, took the reading glasses, and looked at him for a long time. After a long time, he understood: "you Have you dyed your hair

"Well."

"How did you suddenly like black hair?"

"It's always been black before."

He answered slowly, occasionally peeping at his wrist watch.

"Oh, yes."

When the Duke looked at his sunglasses, he realized that his grandson had always dyed black hair when he lived in China. For a moment, he felt that time was really unforgiving and he was really fast. So he gave a wry smile and said, "are you going out in this way?"

"Well."

His remaining light is still sweeping to the minute hand on the watch. His sitting posture is always the most upright and elegant, with straight back and noble jaw line.

He decided to set out. When he got up, the golden light on the window of the color dome fell from his body, silently, as if gold was his only color.

The light is infinitely elongated, and his figure is stretched in an indescribable graceful arc Like a huge oil painting inlaid with Phnom Penh, it is extremely lengthy and gorgeous.

I don't know why, when you see this teenager, you will feel that you can look up your head all your life, and then stare at his back for a long, long, long time When will it be - Oh, so long that you don't have to sleep.

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