City A has a park open to the public called "Qingyou Garden".
It is filled with various varieties of cherry blossom trees. Deep in the park, there are two exceptionally tall cherry blossom trees. They grow in the center of a green space. There are two small wooden signs hanging on the trunks, one with "Wind" engraved on it.
, one is engraved with "Qing".
Every spring, when the cherry blossoms are in full bloom, people always gather here to take pictures, play, and have fun. No one knows the origin of the park. They only know that a rich man bought it and built the park.
At six o'clock in the afternoon, Feng Hao, wearing a dark haute couture suit, stood silently under the two named cherry blossom trees, thoughtfully.
The two blooming Yaezakura trees, as beautiful as pink clouds, danced brilliantly in the wind and scattered in all directions. With sad beauty, they performed the most beautiful magic in the air with light steps, as if each one was playful
It's hard to imagine that the elf was still smiling in the face of disappearance, as if it had never been sad until the moment it landed.
"Sir," Zhu Huan, standing behind him, said softly, "What a beautiful flower! It's a pity that the flowering period is so short."
Feng Hao tilted his head slightly, his fine hair hanging in front of his forehead.
On his handsome face, there is a pair of deep brown eyes, faintly glowing with charming amber light. His thin lips are slightly raised upward, showing a bit of unruliness.
Zhu Huan looked at his master with an expression of almost admiration. The appearance, words and deeds of the young man in front of him were very much like his uncle Feng He, a man who disappeared in his most beautiful years.
Suddenly, a burst of footsteps and noises came from a distance, and tourists on the side looked sideways.
A thin and slender girl in school uniform ran towards this side quickly. Zhu Huan quickly reached out to stop her, but unexpectedly a schoolbag flew towards the girl.
"You little bitch, are you still running?" In the distance, a boy's extremely arrogant voice and the laughter of several boys rang out.
Zhu Huan swung away his schoolbag, and the girl stumbled and bumped into Feng Hao's body.
Feng Hao stretched out his hand and grabbed the girl's slender wrist, frowning slightly: "What's going on?"
"Let go!" Xia Yucheng struggled, looking back at the boys who were teasing her, and then at the schoolbag on the ground, her heart couldn't help but beat faster.
"Come here!" Gu Shaoyang raised his eyebrows and pointed at Xia Yuchen.
"Hey! What's going on with a few boys bullying a little girl? Has no one taught you what politeness is?" Zhu Huan scolded sternly, bending down to pick up the schoolbag on the ground.
The schoolbag is blue and very old, but there is a cute little doll hanging on the zipper head. This should be the little girl's.
"Ask her yourself, did I bully her?" Gu Shaoyang held up his hands disdainfully and looked at Xia Yucheng, who was obviously shrinking, with disdain.
"No one is bullying me! Let go! Don't worry about me, I'm fine!" Xia Yucheng was afraid and wanted to pull away the hand that was holding her tightly, but how could she possibly be stronger than the tall Feng Hao?
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She knew very well that based on past experience, she would be dead this time if she went back.
She is just the child of the Gu family's maid, born to entertain young masters and young ladies. If she makes them unhappy, she will be the first to be punished severely by Mrs. Gu.