My bamboo horse is a broken sleeve

Chapter 93

"That's good," Han Yan took Xue Yingfeng's hands, wrapped his hands in his palms, and let out a few breaths of heat pamperingly, "The weather is really nice today, do you want to go out for a walk?"

"Ah."

"Then... I'll take you home and have a look."

"Go...home?" I haven't heard the word "home" for a long time, and the appearance of "home" in my memory is almost a bit blurred. Xue Yingfeng didn't react for a while, until he was infected by Han Yu's meaningful eyes...

Hearing the sound of the carriage rumbling along the way, Xue Yingfeng couldn't calm down, to be exact, she was a little nervous.I have not returned for a long time, but I am looking forward to the "home" in my memory, but at the same time I feel inexplicable fear. I am afraid that when I see you again, the familiar memories will be brought back, but it is the past that can no longer be touched.

Nothing is right and nothing is right, Xue Yingfeng wants to ask Han Yan to take her back several times, but there is always a weak voice in her heart to dissuade herself.

……

"arrive."

Han Yu was about to get up and get out of the car, but found that Xue Yingfeng beside him didn't respond, so he called him twice, and he came back to his senses as if he had just woken up from a dream.

"what happened?"

"It's here, what are you thinking?"

"No, it's nothing, let's get out of the car." Xue Yingfeng forced a smile, and it seemed that he was perfunctory. Although Han Yan knew it, he didn't ask again. Maybe he knew how Xue Yingfeng was feeling.

……

It is still the majestic red vermilion lacquered gate, and the two town house stone lions at the gate have the momentum that they will not fall down even after a hundred years of wind and frost.Only the eye-catching seal on the gate is already a little yellowed and broken, which makes people feel bitter about the decay and dilapidation.

"Let's go, let's go in from the other side." Seeing Xue Yingfeng staring at the gate obsessively, not wanting him to add to the sadness, Han Yan dragged him away from the side.After walking around the high wall for a while, Han Zhuo seemed to have found the right location, and suddenly picked up the snow to face the wind, leaped over the high wall, and landed firmly in the courtyard.

"Han Yan, what are you doing? Didn't I say that my legs are fine?"

Han Yan smiled without saying a word, just gently put the snow down against the wind, "Look, hasn't it changed?"

Stepping on the soft snow, it seemed like returning to the old days in a trance. Xue looked around in the wind, and everything was exactly the same as the memory. "I don't know if the plum blossoms in the back garden are still in full bloom..." Xue Yingfeng murmured.

"Mei Xuxunxue is three points white..."

Hearing this sentence suddenly, Xue Yingfeng was a little surprised, and when she looked back, she found that Han Yan was looking at her with a meaningful smile.

"Xue is inferior to Mei Duanxiang..." Xue Yingfeng and Han Yan met each other's eyes, and said slowly, "I didn't expect that you still remember."

"This is this time three years ago. How could I not remember what you said to me in my house?"

At this time three years ago - the fifth day of the twelfth lunar month... Xue Yingfeng thought about it carefully, and then realized an important thing. At that time, he blamed Han Yu for forgetting his birthday, but today, he actually forgot!

Thinking about it this way, and looking at everything around him, he could feel something special, "So, are you prepared today?" Xue Yingfeng joked.

"Go on."

Walking down this pebble-paved path, you will come to the back garden in a short while.

When the first ray of floating light came into view, her legs seemed to be bound, and Xue Yingfeng stood quietly in place, amazed by the scene in front of her heart.He never imagined that he could still see the scene of red plum blossoms blooming in the world of ice and snow, and the delicate fragrance of frost. He never thought that compared with the past, this year's plum blossoms are more blooming, and the world is leisurely. At this moment , as if everything is inferior to the beauty and antiquity in front of you...

In this season, everything here will not get dusty.Walking in the snow against the wind, each plum is like a poem, which is full of emotions and lingering aftertaste...

"Hanxi, what kind of master are you fighting for..." Almost at the end of the plum garden, a picture of plum blossoms suddenly came into view, and Xue Yingfeng couldn't help but stop and watch it. , The dark fragrance and sparse shadows float.

Xue Yingfeng stared at the picture of plum blossoms in front of her, always feeling familiar, and couldn't help but fall into the search of memory, unable to look away...

"Do you still remember this painting?" Han Zhuo suddenly stepped forward and embraced Xue Yingfeng from behind, whispering a soft breath in his ear.

Originally, the memory was very vague and there was almost no trace to be traced, but after being reminded by Han Zhuo, Xue Yingfeng suddenly realized that the two of them were together at that time, in Han Zhuo's house...

"The picture of plum blossoms that I destroyed?" Xue Yingfeng's tone seemed a little surprised.

"Ah."

"You still keep it? And... finished it?..." Xue Yingfeng couldn't believe it. The picture of plum blossoms in front of him blended with plum and snow, outlining a beautiful and peaceful scene, just like a fairyland in the clouds, " It's clear... I can't see a single flaw..."

"It took me a lot of effort to patch it up. I originally wanted to give it to you, but the world is unpredictable. Who knows that so many changes happened later, and you left me before I had time to give it to you... ..."

"Han Yan..." Han Yan's voice was much softer, listening to the loneliness made her feel empathetic, Xue Yingfeng felt her heart was pricked by a needle, and she felt sorry for the man beside her, "So, you haven't forgotten me birthday."

"From childhood to adulthood, the fifth day of the twelfth lunar month is my happiest day every year. How could I forget it?"

Hearing such words, it was the scene where Xue Yingfeng prayed in his dreams before, but he never thought that in order for his dream to come true today, he would have to pay such a painful price... Three years of parting, three years of resentment and love... Pain, suffering day and night for three years... I lost a lot, and he also lost a lot...

"It would be great if you said it earlier..." Xue Yingfeng raised her hands slightly, and held Han Xi's hand around her waist, not sure if it was because of the cold winter wind that hurt her eyes a little.

"It's not too late to say it now, right?" Han Yan gently leaned his face against Xue Yingfeng's hair, and hugged his hands tighter, hoping that this person would not slip away from him again.

It's not too late, there's still time... Xue Yingfeng thought to herself, and couldn't help raising the corners of her mouth.Trying to calm down the sad mood, Xue Yingfeng pulled out the sad past from her thoughts and returned to the reality. She had to say that Han Zhuo's move really moved her, so she joked with Han Zhuo in a rare way: "You're making up for it!" What about this year's gift?" Xue Yingfeng pushed Han Yan's hand away, turned around and stared at him with a smile, and stretched out her hand to Han Yan.

It is really rare that Xue Yingfeng is willing to take the initiative to joke with him like this, it is enough to show that he must be in a very good mood now, at least compared to his life these days...

Some words have been hidden in my heart for a long time, even when Xue Yingfeng asked actively at that time, he resisted the urge to hold Xue Yingfeng into his arms, but now, today, the moment he has been waiting for has finally arrived .

Han Yan stared at Xue Yingfeng, his earnest gaze seemed to be fixed in his eyes, and he hadn't said anything for a long time, which made Xue Yingfeng a little flustered, not knowing why Han Yan suddenly put on such a deep look...

Putting his hands on his shoulders, he obviously lost a lot of weight due to the torment of illness, Han Yan endured a faint heartache, his eyes turned and entangled, and he never left Xue Yingfeng's eyes.

"Yingfeng, I have already prepared this year's gift." Han's voice was as soft as snow in the air, fluttering in the wind.

"Bring it." It's been a long time since he was so bright and smiling like a flower.

"Yingfeng..." Han Yan stepped forward and took a step closer, he could almost count Xue Yingfeng's slender eye feathers.

"Huh?" This situation made Xue Yingfeng a little puzzled, he felt that Han Yan seemed to have something to say, and was waiting for his next words in a daze, but at this moment, Han Yan slowly bent down , the ears feel the coolness of his thin lips...

Han Yan's lips parted slightly, the two of them maintained this ambiguous posture, time seemed to be frozen at this moment, the wind stopped, the snow stopped...

Xue Yingfeng's whole body was stiff and unable to move, and Han Ye hadn't gotten up yet, at that moment, it seemed like a very long dream.

Butterflies fascinate their eyes and rustle.

If he heard correctly, it seems that Cai Hanyi said——

"I love you."

This scene is very familiar.A dream in three years, reminding me of the beginning.

"You... what did you say?"

"I said..." Han Yan straightened up, wrapped his hands around Xue Yingfeng's waist, and brought him closer, "I love you."

"..." Xue Yingfeng looked at Han Yan's eyes, they didn't look like a pair of lying eyes, and she didn't realize that there was a glimmer of light in her pupils, Xue Yingfeng's voice was already a little choked up, "You... say it again... "Xing Xing was tearful, but he smiled happily.

"I love you, I love you..." Before the words fell, there was still a soft voice like flying catkins floating in the air, and the moment the lips touched, the youth of the world was gone.

Do you know how long I have been waiting for your words?

The velvet snow is swaying, the dark fragrance is lingering, and the love is so deep that it is difficult to control it. A kiss of affection ignites a fire of melting snow in this deep winter of cold wind and cold cicadas.

I don't know how long it took, and Han Yan was willing to leave the lips of the person in his arms.

After a deep kiss, there will always be a layer of provocative flush on his cheeks, like the sunset glow reflecting on jade porcelain, which is extremely beautiful in the world, and the slightly red petal thin lips are still moist, making them look more sweet and gorgeous.At this time, he would shyly avoid Han Xie's eyes intentionally or unintentionally, this is especially cute, and it is really difficult for Han Xie to control.Therefore, after each kiss, it often took a lot of effort to control myself.But this time, he couldn't take it anymore...

"Yingfeng, I want you..."

Han Zhuo suddenly threw out such a direct sentence, Xue Yingfeng didn't seem to catch it, and after a moment of trance, she finally came to her senses, raised her eyes to look at Han Zhuo, the longing and forbearance in those eyes seemed to have been suppressed for a long time, and she actually felt I can't bear it, indeed since that night, he has really pushed Han Yu too far...

But it is different now, the person in front of me is my reliance, the only one, an existence that cannot live alone if I lose myself, and now they are already owned by each other.

Xue Yingfeng naturally understands the truth, and after finally getting to the present, he knows that he can no longer be willful.

Seeing that Xue Yingfeng hadn't said anything for a long time, Han Yu thought that he hadn't walked out of the shadow of the last madness, so he couldn't help feeling disappointed, but he still considered Xue Yingfeng first, so he had to say: "If you don't want to..."

The author has something to say that the finale is on the way~ Everyone is on alert~