"Suddenly I wanted to walk, and I thought the weather was fine." Ding Yi wiped off the sweat on his forehead and poured a cup of water in front of the tea table.
Edward looked out of the window and saw the sun shining on the balcony. The strong light reflected the balcony balustrade. "Good weather?"
On one side, Ding Yiyi has already put on an apron and waved all the annoyance in the afternoon to the back of her head. She began to cook dinner.
After dinner, Edward took the dishes to the dishwasher, the machine roared, Ding Yi began to take out the drawing board and colored pencils.
There are a lot of prototype jewelry on the drawing board, all of which are based on flowers, which is also a painting method she came up with. While Edward was watching on the sofa with a book, they were speechless for a moment.
She drew and turned to the illustration works made by Ye nianmo. When she finished, she found that Edward did not know when to stand behind her.
"Beautiful," he says.
She was stunned, her eyes moved back to the painting and murmured, "really?"
He imprinted a kiss on his forehead and whispered, "good night."
She looked at his back in a daze, thinking that he was indeed a good lover and highly respected herself. As long as she did not say that she would never go beyond the thunder pool, her biggest action was just to touch her mouth, just like the freshest love in summer.
It was not until the colored pencil fell to the ground and made a sound that she regained consciousness and bent down to pick up the colored pencil.
The next day, she went a little early to find inspiration while ye nianmo was away. Before she was near the house, she heard the melodious music.
Piano music is Bernard Shaw's famous music, the sound is melodious, occasionally with a passionate, she slowly approached, that intoxicated in the music did not find themselves.
Ye nianmo is sitting in front of the old-fashioned piano. There is a bunch of lilies on the piano shelf. The flowers of the lilies are blooming just right, and there are many crystal drops on them.
With his eyes closed, his slender index finger flipped, as if he had fallen into another world.
She couldn't bear to disturb, so she stood at the door until the end of the song. The man who opened his eyes became the man with sharp eyes before, and naturally found her.
“Emily?” He spoke in a low voice.
She nodded a little unaccustomed, and then walked into the room, which was different because there were only two people.
"Today comes very early. Let's review what we learned yesterday." Ye nianmo is standing on the top of the table. Under the table is the tartan tablecloth of Scotland, which sets off the flowers on the table perfectly.
Ding Yiyi some absentmindedly fiddling with the flowers in front of her. When she finished, she looked around and felt what was missing?
She left to see and see, always can not find a good accessories to match their own flowers, a shadow stood beside her.
Ye nianmo is tall and tall. Even on such occasions, he wears a suit. He pulls his shirt on his wrist and looks at the flowers in front of her, "what's missing."
"Do you think so?" Ding Yiyi always thought that he didn't know how to arrange flowers at all, but he was a little surprised when he said this.
he looked at her and said, "let's go, take you to find the auxiliary flowers suitable for this potted flower."
After that, he left, regardless of whether she was following. There were long steps in front of the house. When he got to the bottom of the stairs, there were footsteps behind him.
"How can we get there?" Ding Yiyi looked around all around are commercial streets, only Ginkgo biloba on both sides of the road can be counted as plants.
Ye nianmo pointed to the double bicycle beside the road
"Yes, but?" Before she could finish, she was grabbed by her wrist and put it on her bicycle.
He took the lead to step onto the bicycle cushion in front of him, his head slightly sideways and asked, "are you ready?"
Ding Yi Yi's hand on the handle, eyes at the back of the person in front of him, half ring just way: "good."
The car drove to the side of the road. The wind in the morning was very comfortable, just like marshmallow brushing her face. Her hair was blown to the front. She hurried to tidy it up. Inexplicably, she felt that the speed of the other party slowed down.
Passing a crossroad, a whistle was heard, and a white policeman whistled to them to the effect that the car could not be driven into such a street.
She was so nervous that her palms were sweating, wondering if it would be better to get out of the car right now, but she heard the people in front of her say, "get ready."
"What are you going to do?" She asked inexplicably, looking at his body slightly bowed, her heart secretly a bad.
Ye nianmo suddenly said in a deep voice, "step on it!"
With a low voice, he stepped on his bicycle and quickly passed through the streets full of ginkgo trees. He was scared to walk around the corner of the road, and Keji ran with the bicycle.
Ding Yiyi can still hear the police shouting in the back, so he has no choice but to follow his bicycle as if the colorful buildings on the roadside flash past.The wind was getting stronger and stronger. It felt like a reed beating on her face. It was crisp and numb, her hair was disordered, and her breath was disordered. But she suddenly felt very happy.
"Faster! He is going to catch up She happily opened her arms and hugged the wind coming from her face. The people in front of her heard it and really accelerated her speed. After a while, the clamor of the police had gone away, and a sea of flowers became more and more clear.
This is a sea of privately planted flowers, with an area of hundreds of square meters. Tulips, lavender and roses form the most striking color contrast. An old man is bending over the sea of flowers and is busy living.
Seeing someone coming this way, the old man straightened his back, raised his hat, and looked at the direction of the car.
Ye nianmo brakes and waves to the old man in the distance. Ding Yiyi gets out of the car and walks to the sea of flowers.
The old man has been looking at Ding Yiyi without blinking his eyes. It seems that he wants to write down every expression of each other. After a long time, he said, "Hello, I'm Xu Haoran. You call me Uncle Xu."
Ding Yiyi also saw clearly that the other side was a Chinese. She quickly wiped off the wet sweat on her hands and held each other's hands. "Hello, my name is Emily. I'm sorry to trouble you. You are really beautiful here."
The old man was very happy to hear her praise, "you like it. You can come here to see the sea of flowers as long as you like."
The atmosphere is very happy, ye nianmo stands behind her and says quietly: "advanced house."
"It's a pity to enter the house with such a beautiful scenery. It's outside. " The old man pointed to a small table under the balcony facing the sea of flowers, and then said with a smile, "I'm going to prepare tea for you. No one has come here for a long time."
Ye nianmo got up and said, "I'll go with you."
The tea room is an open small compartment. Xu Haoran's eyes are always looking at Ding Yiyi, who is watching the flower garden. His tears fall down like this. He quickly turns his head to wipe it, while taking out coffee beans and muttering, "it's better to live happily, at least better than lying in bed."
"Uncle Xu." Ye nianmo is sad in his heart, but he doesn't know how to comfort him. After all, his own daughter doesn't remember him at all now, but Xu Haoran returns to God first.
He patted him on the shoulder. "Uncle Xu is OK. As long as she is OK, I'll rest assured. I'll live here all the time. You can bring her here and let me have a look."
At this time, the sound of smashing the floor came from the roof, as if someone had been beating the floor with a bamboo pole. Xu Haoran's face became serious. "Now I'm more and more irritable, and I'll make this noise once or twice a day."
Ye nianmo didn't say anything. She had already shut up Si Si for nearly a year. Anyone would be crazy. But Xu Haoran insisted on this, and she must be locked up for a lifetime.
"Xu Haoran, take out a few cups of coffee, put on a few cups of coffee, and then go out."
Ding Yiyi is looking at the sea of flowers, smell the smell of coffee, quickly back to take the coffee, "good smell."
"Do you like coffee?" Xu Haoran took a cup and sat on the cane chair, shaking and asking.
Ding Yiyi nodded, "yes, but my boyfriend prefers black tea, so I will drink more black tea."
Xu Haoran quietly glanced at ye nianmo, then said faintly, "can you tell me about him? I've been here for a long time. Very few young people want to come here. "
Although Ding Yiyi was a little embarrassed, he felt that the old man in the opposite side was very kind and could not refuse his request, so he said.
"He's British, and he's very kind to me. Although he's a little nagging occasionally, he really cares about me. Last time I had an accident in Japan, he came to see me immediately."
Xu Haoran took a sip of coffee and looked at the person opposite him attentively, racking his brains to think of adjectives to enrich his language. He sighed in his heart.
They never sat down like they are now, regardless of time and identity. They just like ordinary families have a cup of coffee and talk about their children's favorite topics.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." Ding Yiyi see each other's attention seems no longer on the body, some apologetic said.
Xu Haoran shook his head. "No, no, what you said is very interesting. I also have a daughter, but she doesn't like me very much. We haven't sat down and had a good chat like this."
"How can this happen? Is there a misunderstanding?" Ding Yiyi asked in surprise.
Xu Haoran looked at her, the fine lines of the corners of his eyes wrinkled with a smile, "it's not a misunderstanding, it's my fault, I did a lot of wrong things, hurt the child too deeply."
The corners of his eyes were slightly drooping, and his eyes were full of sadness and remorse. His hands holding the cup were still shaking slightly.
"She must still love you very much," Ding Yi saw the other party staring at himself, or summoned courage: "where there are children who hate their parents, I believe that no matter what you have done, she will forgive you."
Xu Haoran's eyes were hot. He quickly stood up and turned over his body. His voice was choked with a trace of choking. "You see, I've been with this old man all the time. You're lonely. Read Mo in the garden behind you. Go find him."Ding Yiyi saw the tears of the old man's eyes. She didn't want to make the fragile old man look ugly in front of her, so she nodded and walked toward the back garden.
In the back garden, ye nianmo is looking for something in the flower field, and her white hands are still rubbed with soil.