Today is the last day of staying here.
The system said that her body would automatically degenerate and become a lotus flower again.
Her soul will also return to reality.
Bai Weiwei didn't feel anything after listening to it, after all, she went back and forth in so many planes.
She's used to it.
So she still happily followed Wen Jinqian out to play.
Wen Jinqian is holding the rabbit lamp, the young man's face is too handsome and beautiful, and he is holding such a childlike thing, and it looks like a painting.
He looked at her tenderly.
The girl lowered her head and ate the red bean cake.
The lips touched the beautifully colored cakes, which were covered with icing sugar, which was unbelievably sweet.
His eyes darkened by three points, and suddenly he whispered, "Weiwei."
Bai Weiwei looked up because she didn't know, and carefully held the sweet cake that had been bitten a few times in her hand.
They are under the lamp, shining all over the place.
The young man held the lamp in one hand, his ink hair hung down his shoulders, and the ink that snaked down was thicker than the dark night.
He lowered his head and kissed her icing lips.
The girl's eyes were dyed with water mist, and her face was like a cake, with a sweet red color.
There was a kind of strong domineering in his kiss.
It seems that I can't wait to eat her, but I can't bear to hesitate like that.
He finally let go of her, a smile caught his eye, and his thin lips pursed in satisfaction, as if he had tasted the sweetness of red bean cake.
Bai Weiwei stayed for a while before returning to normal eating red bean cake.
No way, I've been bitten by Wen Jinqian a lot recently.
Instead, he calmed down.
The two returned to normal and moved forward, but the atmosphere was a little more ambiguous.
Walking to the river, I saw countless wishing lamps floating far away.
Bai Weiwei had no idea and was about to pass by.
But I heard Wen Jinqian's voice low and gentle, "Let me make a wish."
Bai Weiwei looked up at him.
But he saw that he had stretched out his fingertips, a piece of paper appeared on the rabbit lamp, and the paper was hidden in the lamp.
The young man lowered his eyes quietly, his eyelashes were half closed, and the shadow cast under his eyes, bringing out a gloomy dark color.
He bent over, his delicate wrist bones peeking out from his cuffs.
The beautiful rabbit lamp was lightly flicked by his fingertips.
far away.
Bai Weiwei seemed to be a little curious and stood on tiptoe to see where her lamp had gone.
However, he saw Wen Jinqian standing by the water, his eyes wide and tender and delicate.
He stretched out his wrist, and a thread of love appeared on the wrist bone.
The red silk thread is very beautiful.
It is dyed with the breath of the soul, and it looks more radiant.
The deeper the emotion, the brighter the red line.
"Vivi, I hated this thing at first."
No, say it correctly.
Disdainful at first, they met for the first time.
His first glance at her was a shallow wave.
At that time, he even had the intention to kill.
Later, she died in the thunder tribulation.
He hated the thing because he guessed it was this thing.
Causes the exchange of soul breaths.
Let Lei Jie admit the wrong person and take her away.
But when she reappeared from the lotus.
He is only grateful if there is no such thing.
connect their souls.
Not to mention a hundred years, he would not be able to call her soul back for ten thousand years.
Yes, a hundred years.
He wanted to raise her from the beginning.
From when the seed fell into the pond, to when she began to turn into a lotus.
And became conscious, and then finally withered and woke up from the petals.
One hundred years in total.
She doesn't know.
Maybe she just felt like she was sleeping.
No one told her how long the storm was in a hundred years.
He may have thought it was not long before.