Xiao Xu's attention shifted from her to her words. He pondered these words carefully, and soon realized that she was turning a corner to comfort him.
His heart warmed, and he couldn't help touching her face with his hands. The skin was as smooth as jade, just like the feeling she always gave him, very comfortable.
The warm hands, with a little roughness on the fingertips, were left over from holding the weapon for many years, but it was this rubbing touch that made her feel at ease.
She tilted her head and rubbed his palm, like a kitten, with a strong dependence.
Xiao Xu looked at her lovingly, and finally couldn't help raising his hand to help her straighten her hairpin.
"Does it look good?" She couldn't help asking, her tone a little shy. Although she is not a person who cares about appearance very much, in front of the person she likes, she always hopes to face him with the best side.
The expectation she tried not to show still fell into his eyes, and he smiled, "Want to hear the truth or lie?"
Uh-
Isn't this question difficult to answer
Chu Qingyan puffed out her cheeks, "A lie!"
If the truth hurts, listen to the lies first.
"It's beautiful." A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Although the lie sounded comfortable, it was a lie after all. She took a deep breath, "What about the truth?"
"The lie is true."
Chu Qingyan raised her head and looked at him in disbelief. In the pale golden-red sun, she recognized the playful smile on the corner of his mouth. The sigh in his eyes seemed to be evaporated by the air, and gradually turned into surprise and shyness.
Xiao Xu was amused by her expression, why is she so cute? In his eyes, no one has ever been able to match her.
Finally, she leaned into his arms and held him in her arms until Mo Xiang lingered around her, and she felt at ease.
"Big Ice, I remember you once said that on my birthday, you would tell me a secret." She thought about it.
Xiao Xu did not deny it, "Do you want to hear it now?"
"No—" She raised her head, put her finger on his lips, and shook her head, "I don't want to know now, let me know when we come back from the battlefield and get married."
"Why?" Xiao Xu couldn't understand.
That's not a secret, but the little guy never knew it.
It's about their first meeting, in that remote and remote Mao village.
Chu Qingyan bit her lip, a little distressed, "Actually, I really want to know, but I think we need to keep a thought, so that we will try to solve all the things in front of us as soon as possible."
Speaking of which, she turned her head sideways, her long black hair leaned over her shoulders, beautiful and graceful, her eyes slightly brightened, "I look forward to your confession to me when the time comes."
"It sounds like I'm hiding something heinous from you." Xiao Xu fiddled with her hair, his eyes were clear and warm.
The corners of her mouth were raised, and she pretended to be mysterious, "Actually, I also have something in my heart that I haven't told anyone, and we will exchange secrets at that time."
That's about her origins.
It sounds unbelievable, and it may be regarded as a strange power, but she believes that Big Ice will not think so.
"Well." Let her be happy, as long as she can feel at ease.
Cheng Yanluo and the others saw two figures leaning against each other and watching the sunset from a distance, the afterglow shrouded them, one mysterious and the other red, one was the most dazzling sun in the sky, and the other was a fiery sunset. It became the most magnificent scenery in the world.
Cheng Yanluo seemed to be murmuring in a low voice, and seemed to be respectful to her side.
"Sometimes when I see the two of them, I believe that there is still true love in this world.
Feeding the horses, Jinxin heard the words, and his gaze was directed at the backs of the two. He thought that this pair of beautiful people would definitely come to the end.
By the time Chu Qingyan and Xiao Xu came back, she had already taken down the phoenix hairpin and re-tied her hair, sweeping away her charming and charming appearance.
Some women's clothes are bright and moving, and some men's clothes are gentle and jade-like, but few people can control both kinds of clothes at the same time, and she can always use them freely.
It can be said that she is a charming girl with seven orifices and a delicate heart.
As soon as Chu Qingyan came back, she carefully put the brocade box into her bag. Cheng Yanluo, who was beside her, saw it, and couldn't help but teased her a few words.
She was about to reply when her finger touched something hard, and she took it out. It was given to her by Dongting Wangyu when she left that day.
She remembered that he told her to open it again on her birthday. She thought about it and couldn't wait to open it. She didn't know what he would give her, and she had some vague expectations.
When the box was opened, Cheng Yanluo also came over.
It's a fan.
To be precise, it is a glazed fan.
"What a unique fan!" Cheng Yanluo couldn't help but exclaimed, as if she was blinded by what was inside.
Chu Qingyan was also stunned, and took the glazed fan in her hand. It was somewhat heavy. It was not made of ordinary bamboo, but made of purple crystal. When she moved her finger, the fan unfolded, and it was instantly brilliant. It flashed in front of my eyes, and when I saw it clearly, there were faint dots inside that looked like gem fragments but didn't look like it. It was already near night, and this glazed fan exuded purple light in the dark, making people dizzy. dizzy.
"It can be seen that the gift-giver is very attentive." Even Cheng Yanluo couldn't help but admire.
Chu Qingyan looked at the distant horizon and smiled, Dong Ting, thank you.
"Little girl, happy birthday!"
In a lush mountain forest, Dongting Wangyu sat on a tall tree on the top of the mountain, holding a pot of wine in his hand, his eyes looked at the rising moon, and the corners of his mouth curved upwards.
He imagined the surprise expression when the little girl opened the gift he gave.
This was the first time he had prepared such a carefully prepared gift for the girl's family.
A gust of cold wind blew, blowing away the heat from his body and calming his mind.
I have never participated in every birthday since I met you, and I may not have the chance in the future.
Because when we may meet again, our position will be—
For some reason, my chest hurts slightly.
His face turned cold, he raised his head and drank the wine in his hand, then loosened his hands, and there was a crisp sound under the tree.
He jumped off the treetops and walked steadily down the hill.
As my mother said, no one will accompany someone for a lifetime, and most of them will go their separate ways after walking with them for a while.
So it's time to leave.
Only until much later.
That, he found, was nothing but self-deception.
For so many years, others have revolved around him, and he has no one in his heart, no relatives, no friends.
He is very stingy. He doesn't do business at a loss. He only deals with one person. He loses his wife and loses his army.
It was only later that he had an epiphany. In fact, he had given all the gentleness and kindness of his life to the little girl who often sat with him on the treetops chatting wildly.