Tonight, in the dark sky, the stars were dotted, like glass, shining with dreamy colors.

The distant vineyard is endless, and the scarecrow reflects the blue lights, reflecting the branches and leaves of grapes. A gust of wind blows, smelling the fragrance of muscat grapes...

The banquet has been over for a long time. Zhou Changyong and Lin Fengjiao entered the floor to organize the debris at home. Several workers have carried the grill to the lotus pond in front of Wei Grape to clean it. Occasionally, they heard the clear "dingdong" sound of water twitching.

Leng Mohan is still resting at the Zhou family tonight, but has moved to a high-quality guest room with the aroma of pear blossoms and wood in the villa. The bamboo shadows are floating, very comfortable and elegant. He woke up again, wearing a black shirt and black casual pants, walked out of the villa and saw that Zhang Hua was the only one who guided the workers to work in the open space in front of the longan tree, but still did not see Xiaorou... I don’t know if it was influenced by the marriage proposal, but she had always chosen to avoid it. Even when tonight was the most lively time, she did not see her...

A gust of wind blew, and three hundred-year-old longan trees were moving "gurgling", and the coldness hit. Leng Mohan stood in front of the yard in the wind, with a quiet face, revealing his eyes slightly, looking at the dark environment around him, and still no trace of that person... Tonight I was lying on the bed as if drunk, and had been waiting for her for one night, thinking that I would leave tomorrow morning, and I wanted to see you again tonight...

"Move all these chairs in. There will probably be showers in the middle of the night. How many people should you send tonight to hold the transparent bags and wrap all the grapes in the west according to the sign I made today!" Zhang Hua instructed the workers to pack up the stool table, and he also bent down, carrying two short stools to carry into the house. However, when he turned around, he saw Leng Mohan standing alone in front of the yard. He smiled a little and said, "President Leng? Why haven't you rested yet? It's late at night... I've drunk a lot of wine today."

Leng Mohan looked at Zhang Hua, smiled slightly, and said with concern; "I usually recover after drinking after a while. And I just woke up and felt a little heavy in my head, so I went out for a walk."

Zhang Hua listened to this and looked at the man deeply. He remembered that at noon today, he stood in front of his father-in-law and mother-in-law and said those words bravely. He immediately left a good impression on this slightly cold man. Unfortunately, he couldn't become a family. He had to look at him with a little regret and smiled: "Tomorrow... are you leaving?"

Leng Mohan's eyes flashed slightly, and a somewhat forbearing expression appeared on his face, but he still nodded slightly.

Zhang Hua sighed lightly, thought for a while, then raised his head, looked at him and said with a smile: "I am very happy to know you. In the future... We welcome you to come to our house frequently!"

"Thank you..." Leng Mohan smiled a little movedly, but his eyes turned, and he looked at the quiet environment behind him, with a hesitant expression on his face, but he still asked worriedly: "Mr. Zhang, it's been so long since today's dinner, have you seen Xiaorou? He didn't see her so late..."

Zhang Hua also carried the stool, looked around, and showed a bit of concern, saying, "Yes. I haven't seen anyone all day. I guess I'm in a good mood, so I went to my friend's house to go."

Leng Mo stood quietly, silent.

Zhang Hua looked at him like this and knew that he was worried, so he smiled and said, "Do you need me to find her?"

Leng Mohan heard this and refused with a smile, "No need... I'll take a walk, I'll breathe such fresh air when I go back."

"That's good..." Zhang Hua had no choice but to look at him with a smile and said, "But you have to be careful. It's dark at night, so don't walk up the mountain."

Leng Mohan nodded and watched Zhang Hua leave. He took heavy steps alone, thinking of the man, passing through the vast vineyard, and was about to walk to the village just now, but at this moment, he saw several workers walking quietly towards the vineyard with large bags of transparent bags on his back. He turned around and looked at the wooden tower three meters high in the center of the vineyard, which looked like a peak fire platform three meters high. Because the workers were on night, a slightly blue light lit up. He looked at the wooden tower so deeply, remembering that Xiaorou was facing the night rain last night, and the lights were lit up, and the expression of escape and fear appeared on his face. His heart tightened slightly, and he felt guilty that his confession added a burden to this simple girl...

Can't help but...

Leng Mohan turned around, walked a heavier pace, passed a small terrace, and walked into the vineyard. He suddenly listened to the "gurgling" sound of the grape leaves blowing by the wind, which made him feel like he was illusion, just like summer... His black figure gradually moved forward, looking at the dark and silent scenery around him as he walked. He used to be so disgusted with the blood and killing of the darkness. Even when he was dreaming about it at midnight, he felt that he was in hell, but he never thought that such a beautiful village could have such a calm and wonderful feeling...

Leng Mohan walked around and looked at the vines around him, and a touching smile couldn't help but appear on his face...

A very dull sound came.

Leng Mohan was a little stunned, stopped, flew the footsteps, lowered his head, and looked at the scarecrow light, and saw that it was a ripe muscat grape that fell to the ground. He looked deeper and then walked over, picked up the grape, put it on the palm of his hand and rotated it slightly, lowered his head, blew it, and blew away the sand on the grape material. Then he reached out to pick one of them, put it in his mouth and sucked it gently, and chewed it.

The array, such as the sweet smell of roses, spreads strongly in the mouth. His eyes were slightly brighter, and he was a little surprised by this sweetness. However, he also heard Tang Kexin say that muscat grapes are among the few wine-making grapes, very delicious, especially because their material is full, and the fruity aroma exudes the sweet smell of bees and roses. However, when used to make wine, the wine looks thinner, which does not reflect the round and full sweetness of its original fruity aroma...

He just held the sweet grapes in his hand, walked forward while eating, enjoying the rare comfort of his peaceful mood. Gradually, gradually, he had already walked to the wooden rack like a fire platform. Seeing a few workers, he had already walked over there. Occasionally heard a little laugh, and he smiled a little more, thinking that this was a good company. He just wanted to lean under the wooden rack and enjoy a few sweet grapes, but he couldn't help but feel a little sound on the top of the rack...

Leng Mohan was a little stunned, and his body left the wooden frame a little, walked out a little, raised his head, looked up from bottom to top, but he did not see anyone or animal. His eyes were flowing, and he thought about it, and was sure that his intuition was not wrong. Based on his work and Jin Shen and carefulness, he held the grapes in his hand, walked around the back of the wooden frame, fled to the small staircase, quietly walked up the stairs...

The top was still silent.

Leng Mohan subconsciously listened to the sound of the top of the roof while walking. Apart from the gust of wind, there was no sound. He began to suspect that he had thought too much, but he still had a cold expression and walked onto the top of the roof. When his dark figure stepped on the last stairs and stood in the place similar to the pavilion, his face was a little stunned. Facing the cold wind, and with several scarecrows with blue lights from afar, he actually saw a very gentle and curled figure lying on the clean deck. She was still wearing today's small skirt, feeling a little coldly shrunk on her calves exposed outside the skirt, holding her shoulders with her hands, the bun was a little loose, and she couldn't see her face clearly, but she could just feel her sleep peacefully...

His eyes lit up, and he looked at the person in front of him with a little distress and surprise, and couldn't help but scream: "Xiao Rou?"

Xiaorou was lying on the wooden board with cold and cold curled body, sleeping a little unsteadily. When she heard someone calling her like this, she widened her eyes nervously, sat up in a hurry, pulled the whiter skirt with her hands covering her calves, raised her head, with a look of fatigue and surprise on her face, looking at Leng Mohan who appeared on the tower at this moment, and she couldn't help but shout in distractedly: "Leng... Vice President Leng?"

Leng Mohan looked at Xiaorou deeply. The gentle but lonely figure seemed to shrink in the darkness a little cold, so weak that it made people feel nervous and distressed. His chest was gasping for a while, then he walked over and seemed a little guilty, but he came to the girl with anger, under his head, clenched his fists slightly, looked at her a little loudly, and asked: "It's so late! Such a cold day! What are you doing here alone?"

"I..." Xiaorou raised her head and looked at Leng Mohan standing alone in the darkness, feeling distressed, but she didn't know what to say, but just lowered her head silently, as if a child who did something wrong...

Leng Mohan's eyes were slightly filled with a hint of distress and guilt. He looked at the girl in front of him deeply. He originally wanted to say two of them loudly, but in the end he turned into deep heartache...

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