But after thinking that everything he did was for a woman, I really admired him again.
However, the woman he loves deeply does not have him in his heart.
I remembered that in my dream, after I saw Lu Ming died, the woman held him and burned to death...
"No!" I shook my head, thinking I should have made a mistake just now.
That woman shouldn't love Lu Ming, but she doesn't want to love him. That's why I chose to die with Lu Ming in such an extreme way in the end.
On the one hand, she can be regarded as avenging her family, and on the other hand, she will not be blamed for discovering that she is in love with her enemy!
Xuan Cang shook his head and said, "Okay! Don't think about it... Eat it!"
Following my silence, the shop immediately became quiet again.
Putting the last bite of cake into my mouth, I slurped my mouth with satisfaction and reached out to touch my belly.
"Have you eaten?" Xuan Cang put down the magazine that he had flipped through several times, his eyes were very helpless, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing a rather helpless smile.
"Yeah! I'm full!" I nodded and licked my lips.
This chestnut cake is really delicious. I don’t feel tired even if I eat it every day.
"Let's go then!" Xuan Cang stood up from the chair, stretched out his hand over the table and pulled my hand.
I followed his strength and stood up and followed him with joy.
When I walked to the door, I suddenly tilted my head to his shoulder and muttered: "Cang! Last life... You count, you died in the hands of a woman you like? Have you ever thought about resurrecting me? what?"
Xuan Cang was stunned for a moment, stopped moving forward, and bowed his head to look at me who was leaning on his shoulder.
I leaned my head to Xuan Cang's shoulder and muttered: "Cang! Last life... You count, you died in the hands of a woman you like? Have you ever thought about resurrecting me?"
Xuan Cang was stunned for a moment, stopped moving forward, and bowed his head to look at me who was leaning on his shoulder.
He stared at me blankly, I held his arm, raised my head and smiled at him.
"Fool!" He chuckled lightly, and stretched out his hand to gently stroke the hair on my forehead.
The two looked at each other and smiled, and suddenly white snowflakes floated outside the window.
The snow came very suddenly and very beautifully.
The feather-like snow fell from the sky, and the whole world seemed to be clean.
"Look! It's snowing!" I looked at the white snow floating outside the window with a look of excitement.
Xuan Cang looked at me who was leaping like a child, and reached out and touched my head pettingly. Cooperating with me, turned his head and looked out the window.
For a while, because of the cold weather, it became extremely quiet. Because of this sudden snow thought, it immediately became boiling again.
The people who had been hiding in the house all walked out with great enthusiasm and looked at the snow falling from the sky excitedly.
It became very lively outside, but the smile at the corner of Xuan Cang's mouth was only light, as if all the lively outside had nothing to do with him.
My gaze slowly moved from the window to his body. I looked at him, knowing that he should have seen a bigger and more beautiful snow scene.
It's just that for hundreds of years, he has come by alone. Perhaps the snow in his memory was just endless loneliness and coldness.
Seeing his eyes slowly becoming a little blank, my heart hurts.
I stretched out my hand and pulled at his hand, and he immediately returned to look at me.
I bent my mouth and smiled and said to him: "From now on... I will always be with you! You accompany me to eat chestnut cake, and I accompany you to watch the first snow of every year."
The smile on Xuan Cang's face gradually expanded, and he nodded heavily: "Okay!"
I don't know what Xuan Cang still thought when I said something there. When I said this, my heart was anxious and excited.
After the two got along for so long, I finally said what I was thinking in my heart.
There is no very nasty confession, only my sincere heart.
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It was the end of the year in a blink of an eye, and every household had already hung up couplets and lanterns. The family happily went out to shopping malls to purchase Chinese New Year goods. Whether it was on the road or in an open store, there was always a lot of people coming and going.
Although the Western Festival is now popular, no matter what the festival is, it really cannot be compared with our traditional Spring Festival.
Perhaps the flavor of the New Year is not as strong as before, and the festive atmosphere is not as good as before.
But in the hearts of all Chinese people, we have always been fettered.
When the Spring Festival is approaching, I will not forget to gather with my family and friends. Even if you can't meet, you will never forget to send a blessing text message to the other party and say a blessing word.
Xuan Cang is a ghost, so naturally the family can't make it too festive.
I dragged Xuan Cang out and went to the mall to buy a set of parent-child clothes for him, myself, and Kan'er.
The clothes are mainly blue and white. Men's wear, female lead and children's wear have their own design styles, but they are very harmonious when put together.
At first glance, others feel that this is a family's clothes.
I don't like the popular couple outfits between couples, but I like parent-child outfits very much.
When I was alone in the past, I thought that if I were to get married, I must buy a set of our own parent-child outfits for my husband and children.
I bought the clothes, but Jianer hasn't come back yet.
Looking at the empty house, I felt a sense of loss for no reason. Only when I feel that Xuan Cang is still standing by his side, the empty mood will recover.
Going into the bedroom with Xuan Cang, I put the new clothes I bought on the bed.
Weakly sat down on the edge of the bed, propped up the bed with both hands, and I raised my head and said to Xuan Cang, "Cang! I'm thinking about it!"
Xuan Cang was stunned for a moment, reached out his hand and touched my head, but he did not speak.
I said: "Let's go see him!"
"Okay!" He nodded.
I reached out and hugged his waist, and I felt a little sore in my nose for some reason.
In fact, when I realized that all the artifacts had been found, I was always a little worried.
I am afraid that Xuan Cang will suddenly speak to me one day and tell me that he is leaving and that he will return to the underworld with the baby.
Later, when I learned that he had given Ling Qing and his master to study the artifact, I breathed a sigh of relief. I felt that Xuan Cang wouldn't say he was leaving at least at this time!
And now...
I really want to speak to Xuan Cang, telling him not to leave. Ask him if he will come back to me if he returns to the Quota Street and returns the artifact.
I thought a lot, but the only thing I can say is that I will accompany him to watch the first snow of each year.
Xuan Cang gently touched my head, and his cold hands slowly slipped down. The fingers patted my cheek lightly, very lightly.