Su Yue looked at the small river and suddenly fell into deep thought.
"When I was a child, I was often bullied and it was you who saved me."
Suddenly, he said with a smile.
"yes!"
Zuo Qingying also remembered how strong she was when she was a child. After all, she was powerful.
"That day, it was here that I was pushed into the water. Others were so scared that they ran away. But when you passed by, you grabbed me... At that time, you were also very thin, and you were gradually led by me. When you entered the water, you grabbed a tree root and floated in the water, but you were unwilling to let go of my hand."
Su Yue smiled slightly, turned his head and saw Zuo Qingqing's bright eyes.
"Um!"
Zuo Qingying just responded.
It was probably that one time that Su Yue would remember in his heart for the rest of his life and would never forget it.
In fact, Zuo Qingqing also liked Su Yue very much, but her eyes were covered by some external things and became unclear.
"Qingming, let me play a tune for you!?"
Su Yue raised the flute in his hand.
"OK!"
Zuo Qingying nodded and looked at him with a smile.
The moonlight is like water, and the sound of the flute spreads like the color of water.
Zuo Qingying sat on the big stone and watched the moonlight reflected on the lake, watching the lake surface be filled with light.
A gust of wind blew by, as if stirring up the calmness of a lake. The fragmented lights rippled slightly and then calmly mixed together.
Su Yue's flute music is also very nice. It's not cheerful or sad, but it has a lingering sound that makes people intoxicated when listening to it.
When he finished playing a piece of music, Zuo Qingying was still immersed in it.
Su Yue held the flute, lowered his hand, and rested his other hand on the stone.
His fingertips accidentally touched Zuo Qingying's.
He immediately felt like he had been struck by lightning, and he couldn't move.
He used his peripheral vision to look at the fingertips of the two people touching on the stone. Finally, he had the courage to put his hand on Zuo Qingming's soft, boneless little hand.
After holding her little hand, Su Yue remained motionless, just holding her hand as if nothing had happened.
Zuo Qingying didn't look at him, but felt his cheeks turn red as if on fire.
Just like that, the two people were sitting on the big stone, and the moonlight was still flowing like water.
The next day, Zuo Qingxing couldn't get up because he came back too late yesterday. Later, after Zhao Baniang and the others had packed their things, Zuo Qingxing got up quickly.
Zhao Baniang walked up to her helplessly, "If you're sorry, I'm going to pack your things for you."
"I'll clean it up myself, quickly."
Zuo Qingying smiled sheepishly. She didn't have many things to begin with, because she grew up quickly and didn't have many clothes.
Zhao Baniang looked at her like this and didn't say anything about her.
Last night, they saw Qingming going out with that boy from the Su family, and Daquan even followed him for a while. Seeing that nothing happened, Daquan came back.
No, Zuo Daquan is still asleep too.
Zuo Qingying packed up all the things in his house, but he only had a few things. The clothes he wore last winter will definitely be smaller this winter, and he will definitely not need them.