Chapter 5 Falling Water 1

At the end of May, the cherry blossoms have withered on the shore of Yuecheng Lake, and the peaches and plums have already been scattered in the spring red. There is nowhere to look for them. Only the sparse rhododendrons are dotted in the flower garden beside the road, with a smile.

The bright sunshine wraps the ancient water pavilion in a piece of warmth. The wind is light and the clouds are light, and the smoke waves are rippling in the distance. Sometimes several cruise ships float, shuttle back and forth...

"Theyuechenglakeisindeedpicturesque.Itisheardthattherearestillmanybeautifullegendsandstories." The beautiful scenery of Yuecheng Lake really lives up to its reputation. I heard that it also has many fascinating legends?) This man speaks fluent English, with his hair full of hair, golden, and a pair of blue eyes, which are clear in the sun.

"Yes, Mr. Pierre, the mostfamous oneisthemiserablelovestorybetween Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai." Yes, Mr. Pierre, the most famous is the sad love story between Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai.) This person has a handsome Chinese face, but his English is very authentic. They asked and answered, and walked in front of them.

There are three people behind. One of the young men with a black and thin square face said to the foreigner walking beside him in Chinese, "Mr. Thomas, you have Romeo and Juliet abroad, and we have Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai in China. They are all lovers who are martyred for love."

"Oh, I've heard that the Chinese version of Romeo and Juliet..." Thomas has dark brown hair and a pair of gold glasses on his tall nose. Although Chinese is intermittent, it is also standard.

"Brother, look, there is the Wangyue Bridge in front of you..." Sun Wenting pointed to a single-arch stone bridge not far away and shouted loudly.

Everyone took advantage of the opportunity to look at the sound. A long embankment is across the lake. In the middle of the long embankment, the stone bridge is prone. On both sides of the bridge, half of the green mountains are shadows, and a wave of clear water is trickling, and people are flowing endlessly. What a picture of the early summer in the south of the Yangtze River.

"Han Feng, Luo, wait, let's go there, Wangyue Bridge..." Thomas shouted at the handsome man who was moving forward.

Luo Hanfeng turned around and laughed at them: "Today, we men will be Liang Shanbo and go to Zhu Yingtai in the dream for a while..." He didn't want to laugh at a woman. The seemingly unintentional sentence was like a warm current, which was projected on Sun Wenting's heart. Instead, he thought that his suggestion was because of her. Sun Wenting's face was ruddy in an instant, her heartbeat accelerated inexplicably, and her footsteps were extremely brisk.

So several of them walked in parallel, but in five or six minutes, they reached the eastern end of the embankment.

From a distance, its bridge arch is made of lapis lazuli, which is simple and elegant. When you walk up, you will find that the road is a wide cement road. The number of tourists suddenly increased several times. Everyone slows down, talks and smiles, and walks to the center of the bridge.

"Dingling, Dingling..." The bicycle team that came out of nowhere unexpectedly galloped from across the bridge. The leader wore a black helmet, a pure black sweatshirt, and a large white skull head tattooed on his chest. Even in the crowd, there was no slowing down and rushed straight towards Luo Hanfeng.

A large group of people were forced to the edge of the bridge. Sun Wenting had been following Luo Hanfeng closely. With this tilt, she leaned against his arm and felt her heart rippled. Luo Hanfeng didn't know that she was deliberately standing still, so he had to reach out to hold her and gently push her aside. He didn't see her head down. Her little round face, which was as red as Feixia, was extremely shy, and the girl's posture was full of beauty.

There was also a four- or five-year-old girl in the crowd. She had just broken away from her mother's hand and was about to run happily towards the bridge, but she was squeezed into the corner by the crowd and was very unwilling, so she tried her best to break through a gap and get out of it. At this moment, the flying motorcade has rushed to the front of us. Unexpectedly, a little girl ran out of it. She couldn't brake at all for a while and was about to hit it.

Sooner or later, Luo Hanfeng's big hand had grabbed the little girl's arm and pulled it to the edge of the bridge. Who would have thought that there were no stone railings on both sides of the road. Because of the excessive force, one foot stepped on the edge of the bridge, but the other foot fell into the air. He immediately let go of the little girl's wrist, and his whole body was straight. The ground fell into the flower pool.

At the end of May, the pointed green leaves in the lotus pool slightly exposed to the surface of the water. The clear water soon flooded his knees and his waist until his head. Before he could say a word, he had sunk to the bottom of the water...

Horrible isolation from the world, terrible silence, he fell down, the enlarged pupils reflect the green mountains, the blue sky, and a terrible phantom, a pale and bloody face, hovering thousands of ribbons, wrapped around his body and legs, getting closer and tighter, He finally has no strength and no sense...

I don't know how long it took, a pair of hands slapped him in the face, and countless voices groaned into his ears.

"Hey, Luo, wake up, wake up..."

"Poor, young, looks so good..."

"Anyone in this scenic spot can drive, and no one cares..."

He finally opened his tired eyes, spit out a few mouthfuls of water in his blocked throat, and choked a few times heavily. Someone slapped his back in a hurry. After a while, he recovered, and a beautiful face appeared in the haze. It's strange that this is a familiar face. Where did you see her? How could he forget her? He couldn't remember... He slowly raised his hand and put it gently on her cheek. The face that was within reach suddenly became far away in the blink of an eye. He fixed his eyes, but it was Bai Shu'an. There was also a large group of people around Sun Wentao, Pierre, Sun Wenting and so on. When the strange crowd saw him wake up, they felt that there was no play, and naturally left, leaving only the little girl mother and daughter standing behind them all the time.

"It's you..." Luo Hanfeng didn't expect to see this woman again in this situation. He took a breath, and his voice was still a little hoarse. "Is it you... saving me?"

She nodded gently, and her watery face, in the faint light, was fresh like the dewdrops of the morning, Yingying and touching. He looked a little in a trance and didn't know how to explain the hallucination just now. Suddenly, he looked like a child at a loss and stared at her face.

She was a little embarrassed by his confused eyes, and her white face turned red. She stood up with embarrassment and said hurriedly, "It seems that you are all right." Just as he was about to turn around, his arm was tightly grasped by an unexpected force, "Wait a minute." His throat was heavy, and there was a trace of sadness in his voice.

Bai Shu'an turned her face and looked down at him doubtfully. It was a handsome face. Her facial features were evenly arranged, especially a pair of deep eyes on the straight nose, shining like bright stars in the boundless night sky. At this moment, the drops of water dripping from her hair slid between his eyebrows, and fell into the corners of his eyes, hazy. The ground looks a little sad.

"Is there anything else?" Bai Shu'an didn't know why. Suddenly, she had a lot of thoughts. In fact, she didn't plan to leave immediately just now, but she recalled Aunt Yun's words, his unusual identity, and Aunt Man's thin face. She couldn't help but want to escape, but now his palm was tightly fixed on her arm, and she had to Stop and listen to him finish his words.

Luo Hanfeng paused, and his stiff hand gradually relaxed. His voice had regained a little strength, with an uncompromising tone: "You just came out of the water, and your clothes are still wet. Let's change your clothes together."

She still wanted to refuse, and everyone followed her to persuade her. At the sign of Sun Wentao, Sun Wenting had also come over and attentively took her hand. Bai Shu'an had to acquiesce. Luo Hanfeng was relieved. At this time, he had been helped by the two of them to stand up and slowly take two steps. Although it was still a little difficult, his hands and feet were basically It can be active.

Sun Wentao raised his hand to hold the mirror frame, narrowed his eyes and smiled at Bai Shu'an: "Fortunately, Miss Bai just saved in time... Miss Bai, the scene just now was really thrilling. You are simply a heroine, jumping down from such a high bridge lightly?"

"That's nothing. I like swimming. I've learned to dive for a while before..." She smiled awkwardly. She raised her eyes and happened to meet Luo Hanfeng's surprised eyes. Suddenly, there was a nameless fire in her heart. She looked at him angrily and funnyly, "But I didn't expect you to look tall and can't swim. . People who don't understand water quality are still doing dangerous actions on the edge of such a high bridge.

Luo Hanfeng just had a little admiration in his heart. He was stabbed to the point by her ridiculed words. He couldn't get angry. He coughed a few times and said to Sun Wentao and others: "What's wrong with you guys? Watch me fall down and don't come to save me. Do you want a woman to take action?"

Thomas patted Hanfeng on the shoulder and said slowly, "Luo, you can't blame us. You can only blame Miss Bai for moving too fast."

Originally, it was an unintentional sentence, but when everyone looked at Bai Shu'an's face, a round of blush flew to her face.

Everyone laughed, and only Sun Wenting stood beside Bai Shu'an sullenly without saying a word.