On the first day of the third month of the Qingming Festival, it rained suddenly, and the willows beside the West Lake were like smoke.

Every year during the Qingming Festival, people in Suzhou and Hangzhou go outing together to enjoy the misty rain, small bridges, awning boats, and embankment tourists holding oil-paper umbrellas to enjoy the misty rain locking the West Lake.

The white mist on the water surface is like a boat sailing on a sea of ​​clouds, making it difficult to see the green mountains on the other side.

The poet was so inspired by his poetry that he poured a glass of fine wine, half drunk and half sober, and called himself a drunken fairy.

There are so many tourists admiring the flowers and weeping willows, the spring breeze is warm and the spring water is pleasant. Even the young ladies who have not left the palace will come to the lakeside for a spring outing accompanied by their family and maids. Perhaps they are hoping to meet a humble and talented man and create a good story.

It’s rare to see thousands of people swimming around the lake holding umbrellas, and I must have liked it very much.

The umbrella vendor is doing a brisk business.

Some things are very strange. For example, in some places, it rains every Qingming Festival, either heavy rain or drizzle. This happens every year, which is quite strange.

Xu Xian stood alone under the tree to take shelter from the rain.

Nineteen years later, the swaddling child grew up to be a graceful young man. Today, he dressed up specially for an outing in the lake. His bun was fixed with a smooth wooden hairpin, and he wore a typical scholar's robe. He held a folding fan and looked helpless.

"My sister and brother-in-law really forgot about my little brother..."

Originally, the three of them agreed to go outing together today, but the brother-in-law and sister were so happy that they took their paper umbrellas and left, leaving Xu Xian without an umbrella to look at the rain and sigh.

The bridge by the lake is very lively, but it is difficult to walk without an umbrella.

I had no choice but to wait for the rain to stop or become lighter before returning to the city. I stood there for a long time without even seeing anyone I knew.

I wanted to imitate those poets and recite a poem, but after holding on for a long time, I found that I only knew some simple prescriptions and could not compose poems at all.

The willow buds are reborn, the tender green exudes a faint and unique smell, and the grass sprouts, but there is a fat rabbit that eats the grass buds and flower saplings without restraint. It chews the spring greenery gently with its three-petal mouth, causing harm to the lawn saplings...

The mist and sky are blue, filling the West Lake Su Di like a fairyland.

The rain has lightened up.

Xu Xiansheng sighed and left the big tree to take the opportunity to play and enjoy the spring scenery.

The fog is getting thicker and thicker, even covering the stone bridge, and the mountains in the distance are visible, like an ink painting. Many tourists linger and admire the beauty of the West Lake scenery, where the sky, the earth, the water, and the willows are gently swaying.

It was very quiet, as if no one wanted to break the tranquility.

Xu Xian felt that the rain was not too heavy and he was not in a hurry to return to the city. He took his time and wandered around the river embankment. He felt that the view of the stone bridge was beautiful, so he went to play. Countless people walked across the steps of the bridge. The bluestones were smooth and flat, and he stood on the bridge with lakes on both sides.

It's a different feeling for days on end.

As I was walking, I passed by a girl in a white dress holding an umbrella...

For a moment, Xu Xian felt inexplicably sad.

Ding~

Lowering his head, he saw a hosta on the ground, which seemed to have been left behind by the girl in white.

He picked up the hosta and called the girl to stop.

"Girl~ your hairpin fell off~"

The girl in white clothes holding an umbrella paused, her thick and long hair as black as ink covering her slender back, two white ribbons behind her head swaying gently in the wind, paused slightly, and turned around slowly...

"Your...hairpin...hairpin..."

Xu Xian was dumbfounded.

So beautiful, just like the person in the painting, slender and graceful, with a round waist like a water snake, a face dotted with goose fat and red lips, eyebrows like an ink painting, like autumn water, indescribably soft and pure, dressed in a white dress, in this vast misty rain

It's not like the human world, the fairy fell into the mortal world.

Bai Yujun looked curiously at this destined person at Qingming West Lake, tilting his head habitually.

"Thank you, sir~"

Whispering softly and beautifully.

He reached out and took the hairpin, smiled at it, turned around and left slowly.

"Aunt..."

I was about to call the girl to stop, but suddenly I remembered that I couldn't be rude unless I was a relative. I stood there for a long time watching the girl walk into the white mist and fade away, feeling suddenly empty in my heart.

I no longer care about looking at the scenery, and when I am in a daze, a figure in white will always flash in my mind.

Slowly, the girl whose dream has been blurry for many years became clearer and clearer. It was the girl just now...

"well……"

Sighing, I felt a little worried.

the other side.

The fat rabbit continued to harm the grass sprouts and watched people quarreling with narrowed eyes.

Xu Jiaorong grabbed Li Daniu's ear and yelled loudly, which was quite powerful as a tigress. The dignified head-catcher is known far and wide as a strict wife. He is highly skilled in martial arts and physically strong but can't stand up to his spoiled wife at home. Who knows if Li Daniu is enjoying the head-catching job?

Among them, there are thousands of people in the world who have different hobbies and ambitions.

"I blame you for insisting on watching some poet write poetry! How can you be good at writing and dancing all day long?"

"Husband... Madam, please calm down, I didn't expect to forget the Chinese... You listen to my explanation, oh... be gentle~ don't tire madam's soft little hands~"

Unexpectedly, Li Daniu could actually say such elegant words, and the onlookers immediately booed in disgust.

Xu Jiaorong was secretly happy, but she still pretended to be fierce to scare away the onlookers.

"What are you looking at! What happened to our loving couple!"

Li Daniu turned back at the right time, smiled and waved, and the onlookers dispersed in a hurry. The couple stood under the tree and continued to interrogate and be interrogated. Li Daniu, who arrested the head, became famous for his fear of guilt.

"Madam, please calm down. The rain has subsided and the wind has stopped. Maybe Hanwen will return to the city first. He is nineteen years old and can take care of himself. Madam, don't worry~"

Xu Jiaorong let go of Da Niu and sighed with sadness on her face.

"It's pitiful that my brother's parents died when he was young...and now he is left by the lake to go back to the city...so pitiful..."

It was okay that the madam was angry. Li Daniu's claws would be numb once she showed such an expression. He finally managed to make the madam happy. The two of them held an umbrella and took a boat back to the city. Li Daniu held two umbrellas under his arm...

Xu Xian, who was wandering by the lake, did not return to the city. He always wanted to meet the beautiful woman again, even if he watched her from a distance.

Many wealthy ladies went out to play today, and when they saw Xu Xian's handsomeness, they all looked sideways. However, Xu Xian ignored those girls and kept searching in the crowd.

It's a pity that I haven't seen the girl in white again after wandering around for a long time. I feel inexplicably sad.

Maybe, this is just no chance...

At nearly noon, the figure was still not found, and the sky turned clear and rainy. Xu Xian had no choice but to call the black-awned boat back to the city, but he felt regretful and a little sad.

The boatman punted the boat, making the sound of rushing water, and the small awning boat slowly left the shore.

Sudden!

There is a slender girl in white on the shore in front, seeming to be waiting for the boat...

"Boatman! Get to the shore quickly! Someone wants to take the boat!"

The ship docked, Bai Yujun lifted up her skirt and boarded the ship. Xu Xian, who was reaching out to help him, felt a little embarrassed. He gathered up his oil-paper umbrella and got into the awning. He came face to face with the legendary man who had the largest sinkhole in history. He wanted to know his fate, but found that something seemed to have been done to him.

It is uncertain and full of variables for people to modify their destiny without authorization. This situation often happens to people who often deal with high-level monks.

It was impossible for him to run to communicate with those powerful people, but some restless people had an impact on this poor man.

The distance was too close, Xu Xian could even smell a faint fragrance...

He was on the same boat with a beautiful woman, but he felt awkward and his face turned red.
Chapter completed!