Come To the Question

For the first time, Song Man got the charm of someone singing while holding a guitar. Song Man has seen a lot before, whether it is a star, a street performer or someone from the school, the feeling that Chu Fengqiu gave her is completely different from these .

From Song Man's angle, only Chu Fengqiu's profile can be seen.

Chu Fengqiu lowered her eyebrows, her voice was soft, and she looked at the lake. Her fingers were fiddling on the strings of the piano, and it was like fiddling on the strings of a person's heart.

The weather in Wulan is not as sultry as Qingcheng, the air is moist, and it is cloudy today. The sun shines through the clouds to bring light, but it is not scorching hot, so that the summer wind blowing is gentle. .

Song Man was so concentrated that she could even feel the bottom of the boat swaying gently, as if Chu Fengqiu's singing was shaking in her heart.

She suddenly fell into a wonderful state, and it was not until the singing stopped that he came out of that kind of dream that was not a dream.

"I haven't played the guitar for a long time, but luckily I haven't been born yet."

Chu Fengqiu licked his dry lips and touched the back of the guitar with a nostalgic look.

The guitar was clean and not damp. She must have kept it well. She knew she was coming, so she put the guitar on the boat.

"You play very well. I heard that you can play an instrument before. You are indeed the goddess of our school."

Song Man joked that she actually practiced the guitar before, but she was really born by hand, and she hadn't touched an instrument much since she was 12 years old.

"With you in front of me, I really dare not take this title."

Chu Fengqiu looked at Song Man, leaned closer, and his eyes were full of smiles.

Song Man was sure that Chu Fengqiu was really happy here, and he was very relaxed when he was teasing.

She saw Chu Fengqiu approaching suddenly, with her reflection in her brown eyes.

Song Man didn't know what kind of expression to make for a while, but quietly stared into Chu Fengqiu's eyes.

A gust of wind ruffled Chu Fengqiu's hair, strands and strands, caressed Song Man's cheeks, and then fell quietly.

The trace that passed by was too light, but it was like the center point of a spider web, spreading out inch by inch.

Song Man felt that his palms were even hotter, inexplicably a little unnatural, and turned his head.

Chu Fengqiu also retracted his eyes in time, feeling a little swollen in his heart.

"The lake here is so green."

Song Man started the topic bluntly. He wanted to avoid the unknown atmosphere before lowering his head, but his fingers touched the cold lake water, which made it interesting.

His fingers lifted the water waves, and the cold water dispelled the scorching heat in his palms. Song Man smiled and played with the water, his eyes full of worry.

Chu Fengqiu put the guitar in the boat, and the boat swayed gently as he walked, and Song Man's body also swayed, thinking it was quite funny.

"It's so cool here in your house."

"Well, it depends on water, and there is wind."

Chu Fengqiu walked out of the boat and sat on the boat with Song Man.

Song Man took off his sneakers, put his socks in the shoes, and put his feet into the lake.

"Wow, it's so cold."

Song Man put it down and was shivered by the ice. After getting used to it for a while, he started to play with his feet kicking water.

"Be careful."

Chu Fengqiu looked at Song Man from the side, for fear that she would accidentally rock herself off. Although the boat was steady on the shore and would not row out, if Song Man's movements were too large, it might also be dangerous.

"It's fine."

Song Man supported her with two hands behind her, and her feet were kicking in the water. The shorts she wore didn't need to pull up her trousers, and her legs glowed white in the sun.

Chu Fengqiu's eyes chased the soft lines, watching the water droplets reflect colorful light in the air.

"Chu Fengqiu, are there any fish in your water?"

"Yes, I have."

"Then can you fish?"

Song Man asked curiously, it was hard to imagine the scene of Chu Fengqiu fishing.

In fact, when she first saw Chu Fengqiu, she thought that she was similar to her family background, even if it was not prominent, it should not be bad, because Chu Fengqiu had a kind of temperament, a kind of temperament that could not be cultivated without being nurtured. Temperament, she looks like an elegant person who should be sitting in a concert hall listening to an opera, but she didn't expect her hometown to be so simple and simple.

But thinking about it, it doesn't violate peace at all. A city like this water should raise such gentle people.

Song Man felt that Chu Fengqiu was gentle, but that gentleness was wrapped in cold wind.

"Yes, I grew up on the boat with my grandparents and grandparents. This is the boat."

Chu Fengqiu brushed the texture of the boat board with his fingers, revealing the smell of nostalgia.

"Hey? Growing up on a boat? Is Zhou Zhiruo like that? It's so cool."

"Well, the house wasn't built until I was about four years old."

"You still remember, it's amazing, I have long forgotten about my four-year-old."

Song Man's feet raised water, watching the transparent water waves fall in the air, returning to the emerald green embrace.

"There are always some things that are more impressive."

Chu Fengqiu's eyes swept across the water, looking into the distance.

"That's right, there are some things that you can't forget even if you want to."

Song Man simply lay down, resting his head on his arms and looking at the light blue sky.

The development of Wulan is slow, so the air quality is very good.

"The night sky here at night must be beautiful."

Song Man murmured.

"Let's come out and watch together that night. I can borrow a small boat, the kind that passed by us when you just arrived, and take you to the lotus pond to watch the stars."

"Are you going to have a drink to suit the occasion?"

Song Man propped his head up and looked at Chu Fengqiu.

After being drunk, I don't know that the sky is in the water, and the boat is full of dreams and the stars are overwhelmed.

"The grandma's house next door has fruit wine. If you want to drink it, let's change it."

Chu Fengqiu pointed Song Man in a direction, and that family was the grandma's family she said.

"Really, okay?"

Song Man came to the spirit. Originally, he just mentioned it casually, but he didn't expect it to be possible, and it was still a delicious fruit wine.

Song Man played with the water for a while, and heard Grandma Chu's voice calling them to eat.

Chu Fengqiu responded, went to the cabin to get a towel, and brought Song Man's shoes by the way.

Song Man took the towel, dried his cold feet, put on socks and shoes, and jumped off the boat with Chu Fengqiu.

It was getting dark quickly, the lights in the room were not bright, it was dim, and the silhouettes of the people reflected were a little hazy.

Grandma Chu cooked a table of dishes, all of which were light, cooking, frying, and frying everything.

"Good girl, try it, little classmate, you should try it too."

Grandma and grandpa greeted the two of them to eat, and Song Mandu was a little embarrassed by their enthusiasm.

"Good mother-in-law, let Song Man come by himself. You don't need to serve her vegetables, you can eat it yourself."

"Yeah, grandma, eat it by yourself, I'll take it."

Song Manying reconciled and asked the old man to serve her vegetables, but she was too enthusiastic and she couldn't refuse.

"Oh, I'm just happy. It's the first time you bring your friend home, you have to make her stay happy."

Song Manlian guessed what Grandma Chu was thinking, and bit her chopsticks and glanced at Chu Fengqiu.

With Chu Fengqiu's character, it's normal to bring a classmate home for the first time. Song Man thinks that he is a little happy and a little proud.

Song Man didn't open his mouth to disturb the grandparents and grandchildren. He ate dinner next to him, and occasionally smiled at them when they looked over, looking cute and sweet.

"Honey, how is your father's side?"

"That's it."

"How is your father recently?"

"It's all right."

"Has he..."

Grandma Chu's face was a little cautious, and there was even hesitation in her voice.

"What are you talking about while eating?"

Grandpa Chu interrupted Grandma Chu's words, brought vegetables to his wife, and blocked her mouth.

"Good mother-in-law, let's eat quickly, let's not talk about this, let's not mention others."

The atmosphere suddenly turned cold and then warmed up. Song Man wandered outside, not knowing what was going on. Just now, her translator was dead, and she could barely hear a few words. Anyway, it wasn't a very happy thing.

Song Man pretended to work hard and didn't know anything.

After drinking and eating, Chu Fengqiu and grandma said that they would take Song Man out for a walk.

"Good mother, are the lights in the house still there?"

"I'm here. When the spring came, your grandfather had nothing to do, so he put up two lanterns. Just enough to use, I'll light it for you."

"Okay."

Grandma Chu took out two hand-held paper lanterns, and the candlelight jumped inside, illuminating the peach blossoms outside.

"Wow, it's so beautiful. Did my grandfather make it?"

Song Man was amazed, and reached out to take it from Chu Fengqiu.

"Yes, my grandfather can make lanterns, good mother and good father, let's go out."

"When will you be back?"

"I don't know, I'm going to borrow a boat from Brother Lin on the other side, and take Songman to the lotus swing."

"Let your good man borrow it for you, you wait first."

"Then I'll go talk to Aunt Ling, and I haven't seen her for a long time."

"Go, go, she must be happy to see you."

Song Man and Chu Fengqiu went out of the house with a lantern, and jumped up without taking two steps.

"Chu Fengqiu, your grandfather is too powerful. This lamp is very beautiful, especially with that antique feeling."

"We can take it back when we like it."

"Really?"

"Of course, the good man is a craftsman, and his apprentices have already left, and he gradually stopped doing it. Now he occasionally makes two, but he doesn't sell them, and he will tie one specially for me. When he was a child, he was often in the boat. Make me a small lamp, then let me put it on the lake, and tell me that if I make a wish like that, the dragon king at the bottom can hear it, and my wish will come true."

Chu Fengqiu remembered the interesting things in his childhood, and walked slowly on the bluestone slab with the lamp in hand.

"Did you make a wish?"

"Yep."

Chu Fengqiu nodded.

"Did that come true?"

"Yes, I have."

Song Man was curious, and quickly asked what his wish was.

"secret."

Chu Fengqiu raised his lips slightly, and placed his index finger in the center of his lips.

"Hmph, it's still a secret."

Song Man dropped these words, walked in front of Chu Fengqiu in three or two steps, turned around and made a face at Chu Fengqiu.

Chu Fengqiu followed behind Song Man, the lantern in her hand was shaking lightly. She used to think that there was no dragon **** in the world, because she believed in it when she was a child, and made some devout wishes, but they never came true. Thinking about it now, it may not be possible. There is a wish, although it is long overdue, but it is still realized.

She wanted to have a good friend, Chu Fengqiu, who was a child, sat on the board of the boat on her knees and meditated to the lights on the water.

Across the long river of time, this wish has come true.

Chu Fengqiu took a few steps to catch up with Song Man, and held her hand in the evening.

"Be careful on the road, it's a little unstable."

Song Man snorted lightly when he heard the words, but let Chu Fengqiu pull him.

Chu Fengqiu went to her mother-in-law's house, introduced Song Man to her mother-in-law, and talked for a while before getting to the point.

"Also, I have some prepared. I planned to stop brewing it, and no one drinks it."

Aunt Ling's eyes were a little cloudy, and she walked towards the inner room with a smile.

Song Man took a look, the mother-in-law seemed to live alone.

Aunt Ling gave them two bottles of fruit wine with a bamboo tube, and told them that this wine is also intoxicating, so they should drink less.

"Qiu Mei'er, come and order from me before you leave. I can't drink too much when I'm too old. If there is an accident, if you think it tastes good, take it all with you. The wine is not afraid of bad."

"Okay grandma, then let's go first."

"Go, go, remember to go back early, don't let your father-in-law and mother-in-law worry."

"understood."

Chu Fengqiu helped Ama Ling to close the door, and continued to walk forward holding Song Man's hand.

"Qiu Meier~"

Song Man called Chu Fengqiu like Ama Ling did, and his voice was elongated and scattered in the wind of the night.

"I'm older than you."

"Then... Sister Qiu? Why do you think it's weird? There is an inexplicable feeling of singing folk songs and being called the little master. No matter what, I will be called Sister Qiu, hee hee."

How could you not take such a good opportunity to take advantage of it?

"Then I..."

"Stop, you're not allowed to call me Manmeier, it's a mouthful."

"Then I'll call you full."

"Okay."

Song Man had no objection, and held Chu Fengqiu's hand and swayed in the air.

When Chu Fengqiu got to the river, Grandpa Chu had already propped up the boat there. The boat was thin and long, and the sides were upturned, like the moon in the sky.

"Honey, come back soon."

"Um."

Chu Fengqiu waved to his grandfather on the boat, and Song Man also waved, watching Chu Fengqiu prop up the pole and row the boat.

How can I say, good-looking people are good-looking boating.

Song Man sat cross-legged on the boat, watching Chu Fengqiu's hands move up and down, disturbing the river.

Although it was cloudy during the day, at night those clouds dissipated, revealing twinkling stars. Song Man lay on his back, looking at the stars as if they were about to fall down, reaching out to touch them in the air.

The cicadas chirped from the willow trees on the shore, and in this gentle sway, the boat stopped.

Song Man sat up, surrounded by a piece of water, a lotus blooming on the water, clustered in pink and white, swaying gently with the wind under the moonlight.

The blue waves are silent, and the bright moon is full of shadows.

Chu Fengqiu also sat down cross-legged and threw a bamboo tube to Song Man.

"Be careful, if you drop it, you will have nowhere to find it."

Song Man caught the bamboo tube, muttered, opened the lid and took a sip.

"Is it still mine if I lost it?"

Chu Fengqiu smiled and invited Song Man to drink together.

The entrance is sweet and sour, and the back is sweet, with a sweetness.

"Delicious."

Song Man's eyes lit up, and this fruit wine really was her favorite.

"Eat lotus pods, I'll pick one for you."

"It's so dark, can you see it clearly?"

"There are lights."

Chu Fengqiu stretched out his hand and picked a lotus pod for Song Man.

The two were eating sweet lotus seeds by the lake, drinking mellow fruit wine, and admiring the lotus and the moon.

"It's so relaxing and comfortable."

Song Man raised his head and took a sip, sighing leisurely.

It's no wonder that the ancients liked to hide in the pastoral fields. In this case, there is really a sense of emptiness that you don't have to think about anything and have no worries.

Chu Fengqiu drank lightly, but Song Man gulps happily.

"Chu Fengqiu, I envy you so much."

Song Man hummed, his voice elongated and his nasal voice sounded obedient and aggrieved.

"Well? Why do you envy me?"

Chu Fengqiu raised the lamp and approached, only to find that Song Man's cheeks were already flushed, and he was already a little drunk.

Aunt Ling said that this wine would also be intoxicating, and it was true. Chu Fengqiu shook Song Man's bamboo tube and found that there was not much left in it, and his expression was a little funny.

No wonder, she still has more than half of it here, and Song Man will finish drinking, no wonder she looks like she is about to be drunk.

Song Man felt that she seemed to be a little over the top. She knew what she was talking about, but she seemed a little out of control.

The moon swayed in the sky, making people even more dizzy.

"I just envy you, so comfortable."

"How are you comfortable?"

Chu Fengqiu looked at the girl opposite, the wine dyed the girl's lips with a thin layer of water, and under the hazy moonlight and candlelight, it revealed an indescribable charm.

"It's just being at ease," Song Man muttered, "there's no need to worry about this or that, it's annoying."

"Then leave it alone."

Chu Fengqiu didn't know what Song Man was hiding. According to Song Man's family situation, she should be reckless and unburdened, and she shouldn't be like this.

Song Qinglan's face flashed in Chu Fengqiu's mind, and he intuitively felt that Song Man's appearance should be related to Song Qinglan.

"I can't ignore it, it's so annoying."

Song Man complained in a low voice, but it was more like acting like a spoiled child.

"Don't be annoying, just be happy."

Chu Fengqiu reached out to touch Song Man's cheek, but Song Man grabbed his hand.

It was like a traveler in the desert met an oasis, Song Man felt the coolness, didn't let go of anything, and rubbed his hot cheeks like a sticky cat.

"It's not that simple to be happy, if only I could be happy all the time."

Song Man's voice became smaller and smaller.

When Chu Fengqiu thought she was about to fall asleep, she suddenly raised her head and smiled.

"Song Man?"

Chu Fengqiu tried to shout.

Song Man did not respond.

Chu Fengqiu called out a few more times, but Song Man didn't say a word, just looked at her quietly, smiling very sweetly.

Chu Fengqiu felt that his heart was beating a little faster, and a sound followed the night wind in his ears.

"Song Man."

Chu Fengqiu called Song Man's name again, his voice soft, as if he was afraid of disturbing something.

"Hey."

Song Man suddenly replied, blinking at Chu Fengqiu.

Chu Fengqiu thought that Song Man was awake and was about to ask if he wanted to leave when Song Man suddenly fell down in her direction.

Something soft brushed his lips very quickly, setting off a storm in Chu Fengqiu's heart.