Sheng Xiao Han Yu

Hua Sheng went to work in the garden that afternoon, feeling very happy. There had been a lot of fallen leaves in the garden these past few days, from the surrounding trees. A gentle breeze blew, sending golden leaves dancing and happily falling to the ground. Hua Sheng particularly enjoyed the golden leaves covering the ground; they felt soft and comfortable underfoot.

Hua Sheng first dug out the dead leaves from the flowers and put them into a large plastic bag. Hua Sheng used the handlebars of the cleaning cart to push the garbage to a temporary storage room behind the villa, waiting for the garbage trucks to come and take it away at night. Until dusk, the sunset glow filled the entire garden with colorful red, yellow and green. At this time, the garden looked like a scene from Alice in Wonderland, and Hua Sheng was that Alice. Wearing an apron and a sun hat, she knelt on the ground and struggled to put those golden leaves into the bag. The picture was dreamy and beautiful. Ouyang Hanyu, who was returning from get off work, came across this scene. He stopped at the entrance of the garden and couldn't bear to break the beautiful mood. The autumn leaves were still fluttering in the evening breeze and falling in every corner of the garden, and occasionally fell playfully on Hua Sheng's body and feet.

Ouyang Hanyu originally had many documents to look over after work, but when he arrived at the gate of the villa, he no longer wanted to step inside. A desire drove him to walk into the golden tree-lined avenue leading to the garden. The beautiful autumn could not make Ouyang Hanyu stop to appreciate it. The little figure in his heart seemed to be calling him. When he walked into the garden, he saw such a beautiful and dreamy scene, and his heart was touched. The little girl raised her hand to wipe the sweat off her face, and saw Ouyang Hanyu standing at the gate of the garden. The garden arch behind him was set off by the afterglow of the sunset, like a retro oil painting. Ouyang Hanyu looked more like an elegant prince walking out of the oil painting. He walked slowly towards Hua Sheng and stopped in front of Hua Sheng. He looked down at the cute little man, reached out and pulled up Hua Sheng, who was still kneeling on the ground and looking up at him. Hua Sheng shyly withdrew her hand and hid it behind her back.

"Young Master!" He stood there stiffly.

"Are you unhappy to see me?" Ouyang Hanyu reached out and pulled out Hua Sheng's little hand hidden behind her back. The little hand was dirty because of picking up leaves.

"No." Hua Sheng wasn't unhappy, and she couldn't suppress her joy. She was just a little dirty from work, and seeing Ouyang Hanyu was a little embarrassed and uneasy.

"Wear gloves when working, otherwise what if you get scratched?" he said with concern.

"Some leaves are hard to remove with gloves on," Hua Sheng struggled to get her hand out of Ouyang Hanyu's grasp. Ouyang squeezed her hand, unwilling to let go. He had thought about this several times while working today. So he ignored her struggle and held it tightly.

"Master, please, please let go, my hands are dirty." The master's precious hands were the hands of great things, sacred and inviolable. Unlike her hands, which were dirty and rough, they were worlds apart from the master's.

"Let's go over there and wash up." She said, pulling him to wash his hands. Hua Sheng glanced at the leaves she had sorted out and found that some of them had not been put into the bag yet, but she was reluctant to break the warmth of being with Ouyang Hanyu, so she followed Ouyang Hanyu. Ouyang Hanyu washed the little girl's hands carefully, feeling distressed. There were several small cuts on her small hands, which must have hurt. He wanted to put this little thing into his pocket to protect her from the wind and rain. After washing, he pulled her to sit on the swing and pushed her back and forth. At the beginning, Hua Sheng was reluctant to let go, but later she swung back and forth, feeling scared and excited. Following the scream, she also relaxed and giggled. Ouyang Hanyu behind was also infected by his smile, and a faint smile appeared on his face. Recently, she was in a particularly good mood, and even Mo Tianqi noticed it. The president has not been really happy since the incident at home, so he doesn't have a cold face every day. It is obviously different these days, but it is hard to say what is the specific reason. From Mo Tianqi's observation, the president has been very relaxed these days and is no longer the workaholic he used to be.