Waichun

City girl & gentle goddess "No matter how beautiful she is, she is still a woman. Xiwei cannot marry her." Outside the house, the banana trees are green, the rain is pattering, and the beaded curtains are blown by the breeze. Blow gently and make a crisp sound. The little girl glanced at the screen for a while, then whispered: "... Why can't you do it?" Bo Yi could hear clearly from behind the screen. Many years later, Qin Huai met again. Just like before, she protected her again. Where is her mother? Why did she come to Qinhuai and live such a hard life? Live. She wanted to protect her, a little girl like this should be held in the palm of her hand. Bo Yi often sits in the teahouse drinking tea. There is a big tree under the opposite side of the teahouse. The little girl always sets up a stall there, selling wontons for food in winter and lotus seed herbal tea in summer. Bo Yi always gives money to send people to buy hers, but she still has a hard life. The few times I held her hand, it was still thickly calloused. It's not as soft and tender as before, it's been worn out bit by bit by hard times. Of. When they met again, she gave her a lot of peaches, then turned around and walked in the sky Fading away in the glow. In spring, summer, autumn and winter, they had tea in a misty and rainy world of Qinhuai, Chatting and walking side by side. She glanced at it, and the days passed by as gently and lingeringly as flowing water. . Intention: None