When Xuanyuan Mu mentioned this, Yu Buhuan immediately became energetic.
The most beautiful summer in my memory is on another small island to which Penglai Island belongs, called Taoyuan Waterside Pavilion.
In the hot summer, the Peach Blossom Water Pavilion is full of peaches like small lanterns.
A gust of wind blows in front of you, and the sweet smell of peaches is refreshing.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, as if she was recalling the taste of peaches back then.
"Huh? You know that place too?"
"Um."
Whenever it was the peach harvest season, he would pickle the endless peaches, some of which would be used as preserved fruits, and some of which would be used to make wine. The preserved fruits would be given to Huan'er, and the wine would be given to the master.
Xuanyuan Mu seemed to see the scene of peach blossoms in full bloom back then.
The more beautiful it is, the more torturous it is.
The buried pain surged up, layer upon layer.
Xuanyuan Mu closed his eyes and slowly digested the torture caused by these past events.
"Can we have a nice chat?" Yu Buhuan was greatly annoyed by his desperate look.
"What's the meaning?"
Looking at the confused handsome face, Yu Buhuan said dejectedly: "You look so worried, how can you ask someone to talk to you?"
"Do you have to smile to start a conversation?"
"I don't want you to smile like a flower, but at least you can smile a little."
Xuanyuan Mu snorted, and those fragile things instantly returned to the solid protective shell. He said arrogantly: "What's the difference between laughing and not smiling?"
Yu Buhuan was a little annoyed. He was the one who wanted to chat, but now he said this.
"Come on, I can't catch up to your level. I have to get up early tomorrow. You can talk to yourself."
Xuanyuan Mu was startled, and when he saw Yu Buhuan lay down again, he quickly said: "Yan Xin'er."
Yu Buhuan turned over suspiciously: "What?"
Xuanyuan Mu curled his lips, showing a teasing look: "You don't know this name?"
"Does it have anything to do with me?" Yu Buhuan asked subconsciously.
"Haha, it's okay."
"Since it doesn't matter, why should I know?"
Being blocked by Yu Buhuan and having nothing to say, Xuanyuan Mu sighed in frustration: "Please talk to me, I can't fall asleep."
"That's your business."
"you--"
Yu Buhuan turned over and turned his back to him, and said casually: "Don't just rely on your own tragic experience to act cold and reject others. What's the big deal? There are many people in the world who are worse off than you.
, it’s a lot worse than being miserable, I’m afraid of you.”
Xuanyuan Mu was startled.
"What do you mean?"
"It's not interesting. I just want to tell you that being cold and aloof is not a bad habit, but being unreasonable is a bit annoying."
"How do you know that this king is unkind?"
"I'm not blind."
Xuanyuan Mu suddenly realized that this girl seemed to be much more interesting than five years ago. She would never have been able to say these words five years ago.
"From my point of view, you are no better than me..." There are not many people in the world who can talk to him in this tone. Although she always looks like an idiot, what she just said
The words shocked people all over, and they didn't come back to their senses for a long time.
Yu Buhuan stretched out and sat up softly. His beautiful pupils were extremely shining, and there was no hint of sleepiness. Seeing this, Xuanyuan Mu raised his lips and inadvertently showed a smile.
"How can I compare with you? Your status is so noble. Who am I? If I hadn't taken the title of disciple of the real servant, I would have been dead for more than ten days." Thinking of this, Yu Buhuan
