C300

From the outside, the style of the cottage is very simple, showing the style of a European farm house, with white walls and red tiles.

With the opening of the door, a faint fragrance is coming, which makes people relaxed and happy.

It seems that no one has been here for a long time, but the air in the room is quite fresh. The light fragrance seems to come from a special kind of incense from a certain country.

"It's cleaned regularly."

The man pushed the door aside, nodded slightly and joked, "Madam Rong, please."

Fu Nuan poked his head and brain. As soon as he stepped into the door, a pair of eyes couldn't help but look at it curiously.

Mr. Rong's Secret cabin

It seems interesting!

She was interested in this particular room.

The room was not big, but it was very warm and had five internal organs. She had all the necessities she could think of.

"Why do you..."

Fu Nuan wanted to ask why he had never heard him mention it. Before waiting for her to say something, Rong Yu led her to the sofa and sat down.

Expecting her to ask, the man's lips were thin and his lips were light, and he said:

"before I met you, I would feel uneasy occasionally. It can bring peace here."

"I brought you here to bring you the peace."

Rong and deeply look into her eyes, the words are clear.

Her eyes were dazzled with him, and a warm current ran through her heart.

In order not to let the people who love her worry about her, she must adjust her mentality as soon as possible.

……

After a short rest, Ronghe took her to the front yard and walked around.

Everything here made her feel at ease, as if returning to a pure and natural state, leaving all worries behind.

Behind the hut, there is a shadowed path that winds to the mountains.

Fu Nuan is curious about the unknown and new things, and can't help asking questions.

"Where does this path lead to?"

The man's eyes cast on the blue stone steps, which are all the way to the end of the eye.

"The top of the mountain."

Fu Nuan's eyes also followed. He saw nothing except the bluestone steps and the trees.

What's on the top of the mountain?

"There is a legend.

Fu Nuan Mou son gently trembles, just want to open mouth to say what, but the stomach is out of season.

She awkwardly stopped, her cheeks flushed slightly.

The man dotes on a smile, big hands touch the dog like smooth her hair.

"Come on, make dinner for you."

"But you just said..."

She was still thinking about the "legend", aroused interest and stopped here, which was really a heart scratching liver.

See a woman hundred claws scratch heart appearance, allow and hook hook lip horn.

It seems that Xiao Nuo's "curious baby" attribute is completely inherited from his mother.

"Satisfy your appetite first, then your curiosity."

He clenched the woman's soft hand, and they walked side by side, back to the cottage.

There are all kinds of food here.

"You go to rest."

"I'll help you."

She wanted to take over the ingredients in her hand to help with the cleaning, but he didn't mean to let her do it. She looked at her silently.

Looking at each other for a long time, Fu Nuan failed and sat down on the sofa waiting for dinner.

She couldn't turn her eyes to the figure of the man in the kitchen, and she couldn't help feeling.

He has such a large group to manage, but also to take care of her feelings, put down the work in hand to accompany her here to relax, she also need to work harder and stronger.

……

After dinner, Rong Yu sat on the sofa with Fu Nuan pillow on his leg.

"By the way, the legend?"

Still thinking about this, the man had no choice but to smile and say: "there is a post office on the top of that mountain. It is said that the first person who sends a letter on foot to the top of the mountain every day can receive the letter and get blessing no matter where the recipient is."

"Really?"

The woman raised her face and looked at him.

"The letter has it."

Rong and his fingertips gently rubbed her cheek and asked, "would you like to try it?"

Fu Nuan is silent.

Such rumors, but to find their own comfort.

But Now she wanted to believe it.

She wanted to write a letter to her mother, telling her that she missed her, and hoped that her mother could be blessed and live well in another world.

"I'll go with you tomorrow morning."

At night, the wind by the lake is cool, blowing Fu's hair gently.

She leaned her head slightly against his shoulder and looked up at the stars in the sky.

After autumn, there is less rain, and it is easier to see the starry sky in the suburbs on a sunny night than in the city.

"Thank you for bringing me here."Thank you for your company, too.

Rong and side head, warm big palm caressed her cheek, whispered: "I only hope you are happy."

Nothing is more important than you.

As time went by, suddenly, there was a strong wind and the temperature became lower and lower.

Rong Yu took off his coat and put it on for her.

"It's late. Go back and have a rest."

He tightened her clothes, took the woman in his arms and went back to the house.

Bright, warm and warm in the fireplace, warm in the room.

Fu Nuan took out the writing paper and spread it on the desk.

To her mother, she has a lot to say.

There are letters.

She believed that her mother in heaven would receive this letter.

In the end, she wrote two or three pages of paper, folded it neatly and neatly, and put it in the envelope.

The man was beside her quietly, without saying a word.

She looked back, on his deep eyes, a faint smile.

……

The next day.

Before five o'clock, the two set out from the house, just before dawn.

The mountain road is not easy to walk. Fortunately, there are bluestone steps all the way, so as not to slip.

Fu Nuan is holding the letter to his mother tightly, and his eyes are full of expectation.

The dew on the stone steps had not yet dissipated, and the moss was wet and slippery.

Rong and worried about her fall, holding her hand to walk in front of the road, from time to time to look back at her.

"Don't worry about me, I can do it!"

This is the only thing she can do for her mother right now, and she will do it anyway.

Looking up, the high stone steps meander into the mountain step by step, without seeing the end.

Fu Nuan can't help but speed up his pace. If he is not the first one, it will not work!

Even if you are tired, you can't stop.

Let and know her mind's obsession, she wants to do, he connives to accompany.

When they reach the top of the mountain, the sun rises and shines brightly on the mountain.

When I found the post office, there was a hale and hearty old man at the door.

Seeing someone coming, the old man lit the cigarette pole in his hand and said, "young man, it's quite early."

Fu Nuan immediately stepped forward, his eyes full of hope.

"Old man, are we the first to send the letter?"

The old man nodded and turned to walk inside.

"Come in."

Fu Nuan followed behind and entered the small post office.

There was only one window inside, and behind it sat an old lady of the same age as the old man.

Fu Nuan smoothed the letter and handed it to the old lady.

Then the old lady dropped it into the mailbox and looked up at her with a kind smile.

"Old man, is there only you here?"

From the moment she came in, she noticed that there was no other staff in the special post office.

The old lady said with a smile, "no one else is needed here My wife and I have been guarding this post office for most of our lives, and have been used to waiting

"Waiting for what?"

"Wait for the first person to send the letter every day."

That's what it's like for them to be here for the rest of their lives, guarding the post office.