It's April in the world. After a misty rain in the mountains all night, the Begonia is covered with rain, the branches are green, the air is clean and warm, the breeze blows gently, the branches and leaves rustle and carry a faint fragrance of flowers.
The mountain road was long and far away, hidden in the lush, and a carriage came slowly.
"Lord, you've been wandering around for a long time and going round and round." the young man driving the horse sat outside the carriage, the light wind blew the simple clothes, the sun's little face turned red, but the skin under the collar was white. At the moment, his face was almost wrinkled into steamed stuffed buns. He was very happy and complained to the people in the carriage.
A deep and pleasant voice came out of the carriage. The words were loose and slow, showing a lazy strength. It seemed that it could overflow the water. It didn't make people feel arrogant and rude. When it landed on the eardrum, it was itchy.
"How many times have I told you to call me childe outside. If you can't remember, go back and get the punishment by yourself."
"Yes, I know, childe." the young man sighed deeply and scratched his face in distress: "I'm about to make eighteen turns on this mountain road. Remember, childe, what are you looking at?"
The mountain road was a little bumpy, and the carriage drove slowly. Occasionally, the spring breeze hit. It seemed that the girl was curious to open the curtain, revealing her exquisite jaw, and an inch of spring soon disappeared behind the curtain.
The man spoke softly, imitating a smile.
"Look at the beautiful spring, isn't it time to enjoy the scenery?"
“……”
After a pause, he said slowly and calmly, "I think there must be a beauty waiting for me on such a good day today."
His tone is frivolous but not vulgar, and he is elegant in debauchery.
“……”
The boy thought,
I'm afraid the beauty will die when she is three inches near you.
The scenery is as like as two peas, and the mountains are long, the forests are green, and birds are standing on the branches chattering, warm and beautiful, but when they have been staring at their eyes for several hours, they can no longer give praise. Although they are not disappointed, they have to be discouraged. They are sure to see what they have seen for eight hundred times. They are also alike.
I'm not tired of it at this time. It's really admirable.
A faint sigh came from the inside of the carriage, and the eardrum of the man with the tone was itchy.
"Well, what can I tell you? Can you understand such romantic affairs as Chunguang beauty?"
“……”
The young man looked angry and said no more.
Only the wind was heard in the mountains, and the carriage went on for a long time.
"Listen." the clear voice fell.
Yun Xi picked his eyebrows curiously. I don't know what this is. While driving the horse, he pricked his ears. The rustling sound came closer and closer, like the sound of clothes rubbing against the bushes. With slight fragmentation, it seemed to step on the stumps on the mountain road. It was really loud!
"Beauty, this is not coming." the man smiled.
"She stumbled, her breath was messy and weak... The beauty was badly hurt." the people in the carriage muttered to themselves, with a low and gentle voice, dark red and wide sleeves hanging loosely, and slender fingers playing with an ivory folding fan. The workmanship was exquisite and beautiful. Those hands were a little whiter than ivory white, with clear veins and veins.
Yunxi was skeptical: "that's not necessarily a beauty?"
"Just watch."
But after a while, a figure came out of the bushes beside the mountain road! Without warning.