Special Fondness

A new flower has grown in Qingni in the courtyard. The bud is weak purple, and it rests majestically in the green leaves. It is completely different from the green grass around it. It is eye-catching and pitiful.

Fang Su rested on the couch after the meal, and fell into a dream in a daze. In the dream, Tang Qiaoyuan was as gentle as ever, and called him intimately in front of him, calling him a few times to wake him up.

Fang Su opened his eyes, but saw that the room was empty and quiet, and the person in the dream was not by his side.

It was a little hot in the summer, and the sweat on his forehead was stuffy after taking a nap. He reached out and pushed the window to let in more fresh air. Then he tilted his head and looked through the window, looking for Tang Qiaoyuan in the courtyard. However, the person did not find it, and suddenly looked at the purple flower, which he had never seen before, and was pleasantly surprised.

Fang Su turned over to stay, went to the courtyard to take a closer look, crouched beside him and tilted his head to watch, caressing him.

The flower buds are about to open, as if shy and timid, facing his fingertips, the touch is extremely soft. Fang Su looked at it for a long time, and thought of Tang Qiaoyuan again, and wanted to find him to share with him, but unexpectedly, after squatting for a long time, she felt dizzy and closed her eyes and took a half step back.

When he opened his eyes again, there was someone behind him firmly supporting him. Tang Qiaoyuan didn't know when he would return to his side. He kissed his ear behind him, and said with a smile, "Be careful."

Fang Su looked back at him, and was stole another bite from his eyes, and asked with a smile, "Where did Qiao Yuan go?"

"I just went out of the house for business," Tang Qiaoyuan said, but he didn't say more, and he said, "What is Susu squatting here to see?"

Fang Su didn't think about it, tugged his sleeves and motioned him to look down, and happily replied: "Look at Qiaoyuan, there are new flowers here, and I never noticed it before."

"Well, it looks good. There is a purple flower in this piece of green grass. It has a unique flavor. If you like it, it will be taken care of."

Fang Su nodded when she heard the words, thinking that the occasional showers at this time, for fear of destroying the branches and leaves, should be taken care of. It is best to plant them in a pot and keep them under the eaves. When the flowers and leaves are fully bloomed, move them back. courtyard.

At this point, Tang Qiaoyuan had forgotten where he went.

Remembering again, it was noon the next day.

When Fang Su woke up, it was the same as yesterday, Tang Qiaoyuan disappeared, only the flowers in the corridor were left alone in the pots. He stood by and watched, feeling a little uneasy in his heart, and waited patiently for a while before seeing someone return to the courtyard.

Fang Su went to greet him, originally wanted to ask him where he went, but it was difficult to open his mouth at this moment, but when he saw him, he felt at ease, and after a long while, Zhu Dao said a word, and then smiled.

Tang Qiaoyuan secretly saw the doubts in his heart, but he still didn't say anything, coaxed him for a while as if nothing had happened, and took him back to his room.

Three days, four days, one after another.

Fang Su couldn't bear it anymore, so on the afternoon break, he quietly followed Tang Qiaoyuan out of the house.

Tang Qiaoyuan didn't go far, the frame didn't ride, but he walked half a street on foot, and turned around and entered a simple and elegant shop.

Fang Su stood across the street and looked in, vaguely seeing a young woman standing beside him, talking to him, and showing Tang Qiaoyuan's eyes full of smiles.

Those eyes were gentle, and Fang Su was most familiar with them.

Empty, advance and retreat is not.

There were not many pedestrians on the street. It was the hottest time of the day, and he was still sweating while standing under the eaves. Fang Su didn't move, and there were thousands of pounds under his feet, as if embedded in the ground, his eyes kept looking at the opposite bunk for a long time, until Tang Qiaoyuan walked out and finally raised his head to see him.

A look of surprise appeared on Tang Qiaoyuan's face, and it became clear immediately. He frowned and stepped forward to explain.

Fang Su shook his head, a person who has always been restrained and less talkative, but this time he was the first to say: "If you love her, then...I..."

I welcome her into the palace, I don't blame you.

This sentence has been in my head for so long, but when it comes to the end, I can't say it properly.

Only then did Fang Su know that he had such magnanimity.

Jealous and panic, he wanted Tang Qiaoyuan to be the only one in his heart.

Tang Qiaoyuan sighed, looking at the water mist under the strong pressure in his eyes, spread his palms towards him, showing a pair of exquisite and concentric buttons.

"Susu forgot, today is the seventh day of the seventh lunar month." Tang Qiaoyuan felt distressed, and he really regretted hiding it from him. At this time, he didn't even think about whether he was surprised or not, so he just coaxed, "Miss Lin is clever, I'm just looking for her to make things happen. With this pair of silver buttons and you, you like to think wildly."

Fang Su stared blankly at the pair of small things, looked up at him, and was at a loss for what to do.

Tang Qiaoyuan raised his sleeves to wipe the sweat off his forehead, thinking that he had been standing here for a long time, distressed, and wrapped his fingers to take him back to the house.

Fang Su was silent all the way. After returning to the mansion, Tang Qiaoyuan held him in his arms and coaxed her for a long time, and then her whole heart was at ease. She was full of luck and raised her head to welcome him and kiss him.

After a while, Tang Qiaoyuan tied the silver buckle around his waist.

"I wanted to show it to you tonight, but I didn't want to cause you to worry and blame me."

"I'm not..." Fang Su admitted his mistake with him, and before he could finish his sentence, Tang Qiaoyuan kissed him back.

"My family Susu is right."

Fang Su laughed out loud, the unhappiness of the past few days disappeared, and the silver ornaments around his waist formed a pair.

On the side, there is no need to say more.

Because he remembered, the book wrote:

Concentric buckle, buckle for a hundred years, live without regrets, die unswervingly.