Come home

When I saw that person again, the pear blossoms in the garden had already bloomed three times.

The pear blossoms that are gradually withering are just like my thoughts on Ziliang in the past.

At the beginning, I personally planted the sea of ​​flowers that are now gradually withering. I am at a loss and do not know where to go.

At this time, the man suddenly fell from the sky, stood beside a pear tree, and smiled.

As if nothing had happened before, the man was dressed in white, as if the pear blossoms had turned into spirits, as if he was his own boundary, he walked around the garden very leisurely,

Quite patiently suggested:

"Young master, why don't you plant some willows, catkins fly in March, and it's beautiful like snow for a while."

"Or sweet-scented osmanthus, you can make wine in the future."

"Or, plant some pines and cypresses."

His Highness was dazed by him, and after a while, he remembered to ask:

"Why pines and cypresses?"

The man reached out and touched the head of His Highness Third, and patiently explained:

"because I like it."

His Highness the Third Highness was shocked by the firm tone, this person was probably joking.

When he raised his head, he met the man's deep gaze.

His Highness the Third Highness lowered his head in panic, as if he could avoid the tenderness in the man's eyes.

But that person's tone was like coaxing a child just now, and he didn't go for a long time.

His Royal Highness shook off the man's hand on top of his head:

"It's all good, it's getting late, you'd better go quickly."

The man kept smiling on his lips:

"Qing Xian, I'm here this time, so I won't leave."

The Third Highness was inexplicably nervous, clenched his sleeves tightly, but for some reason, he blurted out:

"You used to leave as soon as you said you would, why did you come back this time?"

The smile in the man's eyes was even worse, it was the tenderness that drowned people in it:

"In the past and now, it was all for you."