Zhou Fengyu suddenly remembered Kang Ning's 23rd year. In September in Qingzhou, it rains continuously. Rain curtains are hung under the eaves, and the plum blossoms, orchids, bamboos and chrysanthemums in the courtyard sway gently in harmony.
It was his villa outside Qingzhou City. The mountain behind was covered with lush bamboos, with a few plum trees. The sound of wind and rain shuttled through the mountains, bringing a bit of coolness.
The plum tree was surrounded by bamboos. In front of the plum tree, through the rain curtain, he saw a girl lying behind the bamboo forest. Her clothes were full of mud stains, and her face was not clearly visible.
He slowly approached the woman. The sound of wet branches and leaves on the ground being crushed was subtle and long. Raindrops were drifting in the wind, and the corners of his white shirt were also fluttering in the wind.
After the general saw the woman's face clearly, Zhou Fengyu was stunned.
The emerald green oil-paper umbrella was tied up and placed under the plum tree. There was a bamboo forest behind it. When the wind and rain came, the bamboo leaves swayed and the plum branches swayed. Zhou Fengyu could feel the sleeves of his clothes rising in the air. He didn't care that the plain white was stained with mud.
The girl he held in his arms looked pale and miserable.
Intention: do what you want, be kind and considerate