Sang Li didn't expect that he would hear Yan Qiuyuan telling the story of youth.

He was born in a literati family in a small town. His father was a famous local master and his talent in painting was also very famous.

Although my mother was born in a poor family, her family education was very strict and she was recognized as a lady in a small town.

Under the influence of family atmosphere, Yan Qiuyuan has been soaking in books and ink since childhood, and his life is in accordance with the rules.

As he grew up, the teenager also had impulses and rebellion, and many thoughts of trying constantly emerged.

He no longer studies hard, is keen on calling friends and traveling together.

When he was sixteen years old, Xia Chu visited the lake and wanted to go to the small island in the middle of the lake. A black-sailed boat could only sit three or four people, and the group could only sit separately.

It was at that time that Yan Qiuyuan saw her at a glance.

The girl has a beautiful appearance, her eyes are like water, and she wears a light-colored long skirt. She has an indescribable gentleness around her, as if even the messy wind has become quiet and gentle when passing by her.

The young man's heart beat violently at a glance, and he will never forget it in this life. All the rebellion and restlessness have turned into full enthusiasm.

He walked over and suggested that he wanted to go to the middle of the lake by the same boat.

The girl's eyes were stunned and her face turned red soon.

There was a companion beside her, the girl in green shirt, who laughed and pushed her down, "I'm asking you."

The girl glanced at the boy standing in front of her, looked at him again, her face turned redder, and she nodded quickly to be considered as a response.

The golden sunlight fell on the lake, sparkling, and flocks of birds passed by, rippling.

Yan Qiuyuan was actually very nervous, but he didn't want to show his timidity at all. He took the initiative to introduce himself, and then looked at the girl sitting opposite him in anticipation.

"Feng Qianyue." The girl announced her name and stopped talking.

The girl in green shirt smiled happily and took the initiative to ask about Yan Qiuyuan's situation. Feng Qianyue hurriedly pulled her and stopped her in a low voice.

Yan Qiuyuan's companions shouted and screamed in another black-sailed boat, and started to coax.

They are all teenagers of similar age and have a restless heart. They don’t know how to discuss it, so they decided to help them.

The companions' ship caught off guard and crashed from the side and fell.

The two girls were so shocked that Feng Qianyue and Yan Qiuyuan sat face to face. Seeing her leaning back, Yan Qiuyuan quickly grabbed the person with a quick eye and shook the hull and they collided into a ball.

The successful teenagers saw the two hugging each other and cheering for the accomplishment. The boat quickly slipped away. Someone turned around and shouted, "Don't rush to thank you, please invite us to drink next time!"

Someone shouted, "Don't worry about us anymore, let's go to the lake with the girl!"

The hull was stable, and Yan Qiuyuan found that Feng Qianyue's head was still buried in his chest, and there was a fresh fragrance like lotus leaves on his body, not like powder or sachets, it seemed to be the light fragrance that the girl herself had.

His body suddenly stiffened, and his hands were held in the air and dared not touch them, "Miss Qianyue?"

The girl's voice was small, as if she was too embarrassed, "Let's lean forward."

The girl in green shirt stabilized her body, turned her head to see the clues, and shouted, "Young Master Yan, the beads on Qianyue's head have hooked on your clothes. You can lean forward a little more and I'll untie it!"

Yan Qiuyuan's body was stiff and straight, and he didn't know what to do, so he hurriedly leaned forward after hearing this.

When the girl was untied, her face was red as if she had rubbed rouge, "Thank you, Mr. Yan, for holding me in time just now."

Yan Qiuyuan scratched his head and smirked twice, "No need to thank you, no need to thank you."

Then he reacted again and quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, if my companions didn't do anything, they wouldn't have scared the two girls."

I met this way and went to the lake together.

Yan Qiuyuan talked freely from poetry, songs, to interesting stories in the city, and then to the world. The green-shirted girl had sneaked away at some point, and only two people walked between the plank road pavilions in the middle of the lake, strolling to enjoy the scenery.

The wind is light and the clouds are light. The lotus flowers are blooming on both sides of the boardwalk, and the red dragonflies rest on the graceful tips of the flowers.

When dusk approached, both of them were reluctant to leave.

Yan Qiuyuan sent the girl back from the middle of the lake. The boy who kept talking became silent, wanted to speak but stopped following the person, as if he had lost his soul and wanted to keep following.

Seeing that he stopped talking, Feng Qianyue didn't care about being shy and spoke, "At the moment in two days, the Lingyin Teahouse in the south of the city will never part."

The girl left her words, speeded up, and walked away without daring to turn her head back.

Yan Qiuyuan stood there blankly, watching his slender and light back gradually moving away, and suddenly he came back to his senses, is he going to make an appointment to meet next time?

Can they continue to meet?

The boy was ecstatic and couldn't help but jump up with excitement.

After getting along, the girl had lost her initial restraint and shyness. She loved to laugh. When she smiled, her eyes narrowed into slits, and the dimples on the corner of her mouth appeared, calling Yan Qiu Yuanwang, and it became sweet to her heart.

She likes to wear light-colored skirts, eat sweets, watch operas and books, and smiles when she sees blooming flowers. The next moment she can see insects flying among the flowers and leaves, and she can be scared to cry.

I will give him a sachet made by him, pull him around in the snow, wipe away the sweat from his forehead with heartache, and say angrily, don't worry, I can wait for you.

They often float kites together by the river bank in the evening. The wind blew the laughter far away. The pair of watery eyes looked at each other and hid away shyly.

That was the most beautiful and lovely girl, and his favorite girl.

The unruly and rebellious restlessness in his heart gradually calmed down. He wanted to work hard for the future of the two of them and study hard again.

The two also made an agreement and when he met his parents' expectations, he would come to propose marriage after passing the imperial examination.

Yan Qiuyuan's sudden change in striving for strength naturally made his parents know about Feng Qianyue's existence.

Although Feng Qianyue's father was just a local clerk, he was honest and the two families were considered to be of equal status, and both parents agreed to contact each other.

Yan Qiuyuan was studying since childhood and passed the imperial examination at the age of fifteen. At that time, he had already wasted a year and he had to work harder to prepare for the imperial examination. Since then, the two have known each other for less than three months and have seen each other less.

Even so, the girl often arranges people to bring food she cooked by herself. At night, he reads at night, and she cannot accompany her, so she reads the same book at home and organizes her thoughts into letters and gives them to him.

The mutual longing and love made them not only not separate, but also cherish every opportunity to get along with each other, and their emotions became stronger.

Two years later, Yan Qiuyuan successfully passed the Jinshi exam. At that time, in April, the apricot blossoms were blooming. He was so happy that he used a cup of tea to calm down his excitement. He bought the girl's favorite pastry and planned to tell her the good news in person.

As agreed, he was finally able to come to propose marriage.

He wanted to marry her, but he thought about it for a long time.

The sky was completely dark, the moonlight was clear and the stars were densely covered with stars.

Yan Qiuyuan paused and said nothing further.

Sang Li was stunned for a moment and asked subconsciously, "Is it gone?"

"It's enough to get here."

Yan Qiuyuan was very straightforward and didn't say much after he finished speaking, and just sent someone out.

“…”

Sangli is really a bit uncomfortable.

Women seem to be naturally interested in these emotional gossips. She listened carefully for a long time, but ended up in a critical place and disappeared?

Sang Li's heart was like a cat's claws scratching her. She couldn't bother her and asked her, so she could only make up for her guesses.

Since the two are in love and their parents agree, he successfully passed the Jinshi exam. It should be a happy ending, right?

But judging from Yan Qiuyuan's current situation, it is obviously not.

He lived alone in such a remote town.

If you didn't know other people's character, you would never make up for it. Sang Li would have doubted the authenticity of this young past.

"Xiaomian, do you think Brother Yan has married his favorite girl?" When she returned home, Sang Li was still thinking about this unfinished story in her heart.

Qu Qingmian glanced at her, as if she was disgusted, and she rarely responded, "No."

Sang Li suddenly remembered that when she asked who the girl she was painting, Yan Qiuyuan said that he had not had time to marry the most beloved girl.

So didn't marry?

She felt a little sad, "What a pity, has something happened?"

Qu Qingmian ignored him, lit the light, and sat down to read the book.

In just a few hours today, he could recognize more than a hundred words. It was actually a bit difficult to read, but the book Yan Qiuyuan selected was very simple and marked with a direct sound, which was just right for his current foundation.

Qu Qingmian had never been exposed to words in the dark field before. In his previous life, he also went to the small town at the foot of the mountain where the immortal cultivation sects were numerous. Because of some inexplicable friction and his special physique, he was always in pursuit.

Now he has the opportunity to get in touch with words and read, and naturally he is like a huge sponge, absorbing it wildly.

As for why she has changed a lot after a lifetime, he is unwilling to think deeply, and he is afraid that he will be stupid and will have hope.

Seeing that he was quite obsessed with eating and sleeping, Sang Li put away his gossip and went to burn hot water to prepare for a bath.

While soaking in the bathtub, Sang Li thought, maybe her worries were all redundant.

Qu Qingmian is willing to go to a private school and is willing to take the initiative to study, which shows that he is also working hard, integrating and living hard.

After taking a shower, Sang Li saw the boy sitting in front of the oil lamp with his back straight on his back and still had no plans to rest. He couldn't help but persuade, "Xiaomian, it's time to rest, let's study tomorrow."

Qu Qingmian subconsciously raised her head with her voice, and her eyes were fixed for a moment.

The white bedding is not thin, but the wet hair is scattered, and water droplets roll down the delicate skin between the slender neck.

The straight collarbone was filled with water, and the full part in front of her was slightly soaked and fitted. The girl didn't realize what kind of temptation this was. On her fair and clear face, the eyes were pure and clear, with concern.

Qu Qingmian hurriedly lowered her eyes, her eyes darkened and turned cold.
To be continued...