In the remaining shadows of the night, the two stood quietly and motionless. The light on the horizon has already occupied a corner, lingering on the top of the mountain, slowly spreading tentatively.
"Then...if there's nothing else, I'll leave." Tumi let go of Fu Yunge's fingers one by one, took a step back, with the same smile as usual on his face, "Goodbye!"
Fu Yunge is still frozen in place. He quietly stared at Tumi's smiling face, paused for a moment, and then smiled slowly and raised his arms: "...Goodbye!"
Both of their voices had some ups and downs. Tumi stepped back step by step, but did not turn around for a long time. Fu Yunge's pupils slowly narrowed.
The smile on Fu Yunge's face still maintained its original arc. Seeing Tumi gradually walking away, he frowned and the smile on his face turned into a bitter smile.
It seems like everything is in vain. How I wish it was just a bubble. Fu Yunge put down his arms and clenched his hands tightly into fists.
How could he not know. Now that Tumi is gone, will the two of them still have a chance to meet?
How could he not know. What a deep background does Tumi's family have?
It's really, really ridiculous when you think about it. How can a small tea mountain be worthy of a vast forest? Maybe they are not from the same world, and they should be very satisfied to have this brief moment of intertwining.
I wonder if Tumi can still remember him, such an inconspicuous passer-by, after so many years? Even just a little bit... They had played together and fought together. Maybe they couldn't remember his appearance, but in the end, they could leave a rough impression.
Fu Yunge gritted his teeth.
But... why are you still so unwilling?
Be it the night we first met, or that drunken experience. There are also the mutual support on the beach, the short life in the small house in the mountains, the memories of going to the ground to search for Tai Sui, and the past memories of getting wet together by the spring at night...
Countless scenes came to life at this time. Tumi still had a childish face, and a brand mark appeared deeply in front of his eyes.
There seemed to be something beating in the pupils, from far to near, from small to large. Fu Yunge wiped his eyes and looked up hesitantly, but suddenly found that the flower that should only exist in his memory appeared in front of him.
"Yunge!!"
A crying cry brought him back to reality.
He was surprised to find that Tumi ran in front of him again. Her face was already covered with tears, and her red cheeks were covered with narrow tear stains.
"You..." Fu Yunge was speechless for a moment. It was the first time he saw Tumi crying so sadly, and he was a little at a loss.
"Yunge, I...I'm leaving." Tumi sobbed, eyes wide with tears rolling down her face, shining brightly, "You, will you miss me?"
Fu Yunge didn't know how to answer. He hesitantly raised the back of his hand and helped her slowly wipe the tears on her chin: "You... stop crying. If your brother sees it, he might think I made you cry."
"But, but... I can't let you go!" Tumi whimpered harder. She wiped her face with her sleeves, her crying voice seemed to let out all her hidden emotions, "I don't want to leave. , I also want to go to more and more places with you..."
"Don't, don't be like this..." Fu Yunge endured his emotions and comforted her slowly, "Your father, brother, and family are all waiting for you. Don't be willful, they also have you in mind..."
Tumi's eyes were filled with tears, but he stopped talking. She took another step closer, biting her peach petal-like lower lip, and slowly pressed it against Fu Yunge's chest.
The warm emotions made Fu Yunge extremely sad for a moment. Looking at the petite body in his arms, Fu Yunge could only open his arms, feeling a little at a loss.
A moment passed like this. Tumi gently crossed his arms and hugged Fu Yunge's waist.
Fu Yunge took a deep breath. After hesitating for a moment, he slowly relaxed his mood and hugged Tumi gently and slowly with his arms.
Time is so slow that it seems to have stopped. The morning light spreads out inch by inch on the horizon, as if it is afraid of shocking the silent night and leaving no trace of the last warmth in this corner.
The breeze is gentle and the wild grass is swaying.
Finally, Tumi's narrow shoulders moved slightly, and Fu Yunge let go of her. Tumi stepped away from Fu Yunge's arms, only to see a large area of Fu Yunge's chest soaked with clothes.
"We will definitely meet again in the future, right?" Tumi asked softly with a fragile hope in his eyes.
"...Yeah. I will definitely do it. I will invite you to Chashan as a guest when the time comes. Don't forget to let me stay in your tree hole for a night." Fu Yunge smiled faintly and chose Eyebrow corners.
Tumi also smiled. Except for a little redness in her eyes, her face was full of happiness.
Then the light was willing to spread down. The morning light shines, and the white frost on the grass shines with bits of silver, dreamy and bright.
The wind also picked up. The sun shines all over the place, reflected by the stars, making it particularly lovely.
The warm breath swept through the grass and into the forest.
Behind a tree, Cuihuangcheng clasped his hands on his chest, leaned against the tree trunk, and listened to all of this inconspicuous little drama.
Slowly, a soft and helpless smile appeared on his face.
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Five days later, in front of the gate of Jiumeng Mountain, the road was long and smooth, with no hidden bumps in the future.
Dongfang Shiming and others are ready to drive. The old butler Hu Gan was in charge of the first horse, but the carriage behind was empty, waiting for the last passengers to take their seats.
And these last few passengers are now outside the door of the wine alliance, under the archway, the wine flags are waving.
Bai Hao followed Dongfang Shiming closely, and Fu Yunge also carried a luggage bag, seeming to be traveling far away.
"I have gone back to my hometown and told my master." Fu Yunge raised his head and looked at the deserted sky, "Everything has been done, and my shoulders are really relaxed now."
Dongfang Shiming glanced at the luggage on his shoulders. It looked bulging and not too light, and smiled without making any comment.
Fu Yunge's trip was at his own invitation to visit his hometown in Shengpingtian. Fu Yunge had never been to Shengpingtian. This time he had the opportunity to open his eyes.
"Senior hasn't come yet, please let us wait." Dongfang Shiming looked inside the wine alliance and said with a faint smile.
Hearing Dongfang Shiming talk about this, Fu Yunge tilted his head: "Yes. By the way, what are the plans of Senior Zuichenxiang?"
Dongfang Shiming smiled slightly: "He can't take care of the wine alliance, it's just a name. He said that in a few days, he will continue to return to Chaoyun Street Port and no longer stay at the wine alliance."
Fu Yunge let out a long "oh". It seems that Senior Zuichenxiang is still used to living in seclusion. In this case, he can't say much.
