Missing paints the most beautiful picture in the world
Waiting for a thousand years to say "do you love me"
Don't say we missed the most beautiful years
The sound of the piano falls to the flowing water again
Envy of a pair of childhood sweethearts...
The sound of the flute is quiet, and although the singing voice is slightly hoarse, it has its own charm.
After singing the song, Long Siye's eyes brightened, and he raised his hand to hold her hand: "Xijiu, you are what I have been looking for. It's not a lie. We will not miss the most beautiful time..."
Gu Xijiu smiled softly and finally leaned her head on his shoulder: "Fool!"
Although her love with him could not be called childhood sweethearts, it was still a long-lasting one.
Even if the wedding couldn't be held, it was enough for her to stay with him, why should she care about the false ceremony
She closed her eyes, and a voice seemed to ring in her ears: "Xiao Xijiu, you are in love with me..."
My heart felt like it was stabbed by something!
She acted very calmly at that time, but her heart still beat a few times.
Of course it was just a few times, because she knew he wasn't serious.
So what if he was serious? She neither wants to be his cinnabar mole nor his white moonlight...
There were three thousand pieces of weak water, but she only took one gourd to drink it.
She has found her own scoop now, and throws away the rest...
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On a big tree not far away, Di Fuyi was sitting on a red maple tree, looking down at the pair of lovers not far away who were leaning on each other, and listening to her singing.
Her singing voice was good, but in the eyes of Di Fuyi, who pursued perfection, there was still a slight flaw.
I remember when she sang to him, he picked out a lot of problems with her and gave her a lot of medicine...
Now that she is injured after all, her voice is even worse, a little hoarse, a little out of breath, and some words are unclear...
He could find more faults with her, but she didn't sing to him, she sang to Long Siye.
She has always liked Long Siye. She liked her in the previous life and will never forget it in this life. Now she finally got what she wanted? Yeah? Yeah
Di Fuyi picked up a small wine jug from nowhere, holding the cup in his left hand and the jug in his right hand, and drank one cup after another.
The wind lifted the corners of his robe and raised his black hair. Some of the hair covered his eyes, so he casually moved it away.
He knew he should go down and separate them, and question Long Siye for his untrustworthiness...
But he didn't want to go down, he didn't want her to hate him anymore...
Everything he did recently seemed to make her hate him...
He has done a lot of hateful things in his life, and he doesn't know how many people hate him secretly, and there are countless people who stab him, but he doesn't take it to heart.
So what if everyone slanders you
His identity is there, and his responsibility is there. As long as the ultimate goal is right, he is not afraid of using any means, and he is not afraid of being the target of a thousand people -
Therefore, he never looks at people's faces when doing things. As long as it is something that should be done, he will do it immediately without hesitation.
But now he clearly knows what to do, but he hesitates and can't bear it anymore...
The two men finally got up and left, walking away together.
The back view is beautiful but dazzling, gradually disappearing into the distance.
Di Fuyi did not get up, but just drank another sip of wine. Unexpectedly, he choked on the wine and started to cough.
After a while, the coughing stopped, and I felt some bloody smell in my mouth. I wiped it with my hand, and a ray of bright red was dazzling on the snow-white handkerchief.
He frowned slightly and wanted to throw away the veil, but as soon as he started to exercise, he felt that all the veins in his body were about to break...
(End of chapter)