Mr. He Mao Zhongxing quickly chose the date, and the wedding date of Shaluo and Qingming was set at the end of spring and early summer, the season when the water lilies first bloomed.
The night before the wedding, the night was like water, melted into the moonlight, clear and shallow.
Seeing that everyone around her is busy with this marriage, Sha Luo seems to be more nervous. Time flies so fast. Tomorrow... Tomorrow, she will marry Qingming. When she thinks of this, she can't calm down anymore. down.
Before she knew it, she had already walked to the lake in the courtyard.
The lake is clear and shallow, and there are several white water lilies clustered on the green lotus leaves, "I am the son of a white fox, it is best not to approach me." She sat quietly on the stone by the lake, and suddenly the memory of the first time she met appeared in her mind. Seeing Qingming's scene, she couldn't help but feel a little funny again when she thought of that cold face that rejected people thousands of miles away.
"Qingming, I wonder if you are really the son of the white fox." She murmured to herself.
"What do you think? Do I look like a fox?" Qingming's voice suddenly came from behind her.
She was startled, and when she turned her head, she saw Qingming's crystal-clear eyes bent, her thin lips slightly parted, looking at her with a half-smile.
"Qingming, will you scare people to death like this?" She patted her chest, her heart seemed to start beating uncontrollably again.
"You were the one who talked about me behind my back first." Qingming sat down beside her.
She suddenly laughed again, and said, "I think of the first time I saw Qingming, Qingming refused to even tell me his name."
She looked at Qingming, who had a slight smile on Qingming's calm and gentle face.
"That..." She paused, seemingly struggling for a while before asking: "Is what Qingming said last time true?"
"Oh, what?" Qingming immediately understood which time she was referring to.
It was the time when you said you liked me, Sha Luo said it in his heart, but he was too embarrassed to say it.
"It was the last time...in front of my lord father..." Her voice became softer and softer.
"Last time? I have forgotten what I said." He continued to smile.
"Abe Seimei, you're pretending to be stupid again... I'm going back!" She finally couldn't bear it anymore, stood up awkwardly, turned around and left.
As soon as she took a step, Qingming grabbed her sleeve.
"Shaluo..." His eyes were like stars shining in the sky.
"What." She said angrily, and Shaluo was very depressed when she didn't get the answer she wanted.
Qingming seemed to let out a sigh of relief, and said in a low voice, "Of course it's true."
"What really? I don't understand." Sha Luo was overjoyed, but also pretended to be stupid.
That fox-like smile flashed across Qingming's eyes again, and the moment Shaluo thought about whether he was up to something tricky or not, he pulled him into his arms.
"Qing, Qingming..." Before she finished speaking, she felt two soft and warm lips gently covering her lips.
when! Her brain completely lost consciousness... She couldn't think about anything... She seemed to be trapped in a soft cloud, with a light breeze blowing from time to time... "Shaluo, now... I understand." After a long time, he let go She, smiling slightly.
Her face was already blushing, and she shyly buried her little head in his arms. His body still had the familiar scent of incense, which was her—her favorite scent. She hugged this body tightly, just It seems to be embracing her happiness, because she and Seimei breathe under the same sky.
I can't remember when my heart was moved. Can't remember every episode of getting along. What can be remembered is only this person, this voice, this feeling, everything else doesn't matter.
"Look, Shaluo, it's a firefly." Seimei called out to her in a low voice.
She looked up, and there were a few small fireflies flying on the lake, twinkling and twinkling, very cute.
"There are fireflies so early?" She asked in surprise.
"Maybe today's summer is earlier than in previous years." Sha Luo looked at the fireflies with great interest, and suddenly remembered something, and said, "Qingming, you didn't finish telling the story of fireflies last time, tell me again."
What? It was clear that you fell asleep last time, okay, Seimei smiled helplessly.
"Tell me, otherwise I won't marry you tomorrow."
"Oh, but Master will not agree, Abe Sara."
"Ah, you changed my last name too."
"Marry your husband and follow your husband, don't you?"
"Uh... tell the story of the fireflies!"
"I heard that in ancient times, there was a fire that burned many animals to death." He looked at Shaluo, who was listening attentively, couldn't help laughing, and continued talking. When he was talking, he only felt his shoulders sinking, and looked sideways, both amused and angry.
That idiot Sha Luo actually fell asleep again. Were his stories so boring, so easy to put her to sleep
"Shaluo..." he whispered.
Sha Luo's body squeezed against him, grabbed the hem of his clothes, and said a word in a daze.
"What?" He didn't hear clearly and asked again.
"I... really like... Seimei."
Qingming was taken aback for a moment, and then hugged that small body tightly, but there was an unconcealable smile on her lips.
It seems that the story of the firefly is in vain again. As it stands, I don't know when it will be finished.
He gazed tenderly at the lovely sleeping face, and reached out to touch her cheek lightly.
But even if it can't be finished, what does it matter
Because, there's still a long, long time to tell this story... a lifetime...