Yan Xing saw the most in Liangzhou, which was so vigilant that he lived in danger. He was affected by the scenery in front of him and his mood became more relaxed. He smelled the fresh smell of grass and soil, felt the natural gifts of the Creator, and then turned to see the smiling girl. Yan Xing felt happy from the inside out, and he blurted out and said:

"Beautiful, so beautiful!"

The girl saw him saying to her, thinking that he was teasing her again, her face turned slightly red, she spat lightly, turned her head over, and shyly refused to look at Yan Xing's face.

Yan Xing didn't expect that he accidentally made the two of them feel strange again. He smiled awkwardly and was about to speak to mediate the atmosphere. The girl had already adjusted herself. She took out the pancake and chicken eggs and handed them to Yan Xing, and smiled and asked him to eat it while it was hot.

Yan Xing held the chicken egg with the remaining warmth in his hand, and felt moved in his heart. He knew that the girl must have been using her body temperature to keep it warm. He smiled at the girl again, then sat comfortably on the lawn on the hillside and started to eat slowly.

The girl was very happy when she saw Yan Xing eating with relish. She also sat down and leaned against Yan Xing. Seeing Yan Xing's eating, her eyes were smiling in a crescent shape and she quietly did not speak.

When the girl was happily immersed in the world of two people, a roar of geese came from the sky. When the girl looked up, she saw a group of geese returning north flying over her in neatly "human" shapes.

The smile on the girl's face slightly condensed, and she was a little stunned.

Are the migratory birds heading south going home? Can the beautiful scenery in the south keep the hearts of the geese?

The girl sighed, and suddenly she stood up again, looked at the beautiful scenery, and sang in her crisp and moving voice.

"State of decline, of decline! Hu doesn't return?"

"For the sake of the Weijun, Hu is the middle dew!"

"State of decline, of decline! Hu doesn't return?"

"Your bow is in the mud!"

This song "Bifeng·Shiwei" has a harmonious and beautiful rhythm, and its emotions are melodious and affectionate. It originally expressed the feeling of missing your family and persuading you to return, but in the girl's mouth, the rhythm of missing you has not changed, but it has increased a bit of nostalgia.

I guess there is also a beautiful woman in his family leaning on the pavilion at this moment, looking at her eyes, singing sadly, "Shi Shi Decline, Shi Decline! Hu Wan Return?"

After the girl finished singing the song, her eyes were slightly red, and she looked at the pastoral mountain scenery far and wide for a long time without saying a word.

Yan Xing looked at the girl's tender figure and sighed in his heart. In the past few days of being together, the girl's kindness, simple nature and fresh and refined temperament left a deep impression on him. She was like a orchid blooming in the deep valley. Although she did not use any makeup, she was still refreshing and unforgettable.

Yan Xing unconsciously remembered the saying "There is a beautiful woman in the valley, and she is independent of the world". This innocent and kind girl may be more suitable to stay in this oxtail gathering that is isolated from the outside world. Only the beautiful scenery in the mountains deserves her nobleness. As for herself, she has been destined to be unable to go back since she was reborn.

He belongs to a chaotic world outside the mountains, running around, dancing on the battlefield, never leaving his armor and sitting alone.

The two people standing so close in front of me are actually people from two worlds, and they are destined to meet in this valley for a short time and pass by.

Yan Xing could not take the girl away, and it was difficult for her to give her a stable environment like the Oxtail Gathering, but he was the person who owe the girl the most. Although the mountaineering people who gathered with him took him in, he also helped them repel the harassment of the riots and did not owe each other. Both sides could be said to be just a kind of mutual help and mutual benefit. But for the girl, she helped her heal her wounds and brought herself to Oxtail Gathering, and did these things for herself, but she could not repay her.

If she could make her forget this fate that she shouldn't have met and not have to suffer the pain of parting, then she might have lived a happier life in the mountains.

Yan Xing thought secretly in his heart.

But as Wang Rong of the Jin Dynasty said in later generations, "A saint forgets his feelings, and is the least inferior to his feelings. The love is the only thing that is loved by us."

This short intersection, but encounter and know each other, is not something that ordinary people can easily forget.

If you can't learn to forget your feelings, you will not be trapped by love. You can only bury this sincere feeling deep in your heart.

Yan Xing looked at the girl's figure and felt a lot of emotion. He stood up and walked to the place where he was standing side by side with the girl. He did not look at the girl, but looked at the beautiful scenery of nature like her. After a long time, he slowly spoke:

"I'm leaving tomorrow. I'm very grateful for everything you did for me. Unfortunately, I couldn't repay you anything before leaving."

After hearing his words, the girl almost burst into tears that had been wandering in her eyes. She quickly raised her pretty face and took the tears back into her eyes.

She didn't want to cry at this time, and she didn't want him to see herself crying.
Chapter completed!