In the early morning of midsummer, the light rain has begun to stop. The clear sunshine fills the lotus pond, the stretched lotus leaves sway in the wind, graceful and graceful, and the full lotus flowers are reserved and charming, with a far-reaching fragrance.
The swallows soar high in the sky, stretching freely; the fish play among the lotuses, leisurely and contentedly. Standing in the winding and orderly corridor on the lotus, Han Mei touched her short hair, pointed to the distance of the lotus pond and asked slyly: "Brother, what is on the other side of the lotus pond?"
"On the other side of the lotus pond is the lotus pond." Guan Xin followed the direction of Han Mei's finger and looked at the lotus pond and answered without thinking.
"No, there's a dam over the lotus pond!" Han Mei made a playful face at Guan Xin.
"You weird girl!" Guan Xin smiled habitually and patted Han Mei on the head. He could never guess how many whims this weird elf had.
If he hadn't walked into her life accidentally, Guan Xin would never have known that there was such a smart and graceful woman in the world, which fascinated him. If he hadn't held up a sky for her with his broad mind, she would never have known that there was such a broad-minded person in the world who could let her squander his tolerance and patience at will.
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Maybe it's fate, maybe life is just like this!
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