Missing paints the most beautiful painting in the world

Waiting for a thousand years, wait for a sentence to say do you love me

Don't say we missed the most beautiful years

The sound of the piano falls again and flows through the flowing water

Envy a pair of childhood sweethearts...

The sound of the flute is quiet, and although the singing is slightly hoarse, it has a charm.

After the song was sung, Long Siye's eyes lit up slightly, and he raised his hand to hold her hand: "Xijiu, what I have been looking for is you, not a lie, we will not miss the most beautiful youth..."

Gu Xijiu smiled lightly and finally leaned her head on his shoulder: "Fool!"

Although her love with him cannot be called childhood sweethearts, it is still a long-lasting life.

Even if the wedding cannot be held, it is enough for her to stay with him. Why bother to care about that false ceremony?

She closed her eyes, and a voice seemed to sound in her ears: "Xiao Xijiu, you are in love with me..."

My heart seemed to be stabbed by something!

She was very calm at that time, but her heart still beat wildly.

Of course it was just a few strokes, because she knew he wasn't serious.

So what if he is serious? She neither wants to be his cinnabar mole nor his white moonlight...

There were three thousand waters, and she only took a can of drinks.

She has found her own scoop, and she will throw away the others...

...

On a big tree not far away, Di Fuyi sat on a red maple tree, lowering her eyes to the pair of beautiful people who were leaning against each other not far away, listening to her singing.

She has a good singing voice, but there are still some small flaws in the eyes of Di Fuyi, who pursues perfection.

I remember when she sang to him, he picked up a lot of problems for her and gave her a lot of medicine...

Now she is injured, and her voice is even worse, a little hoarse, a little out of breath, and some words are not clear...

He could find more faults for her, but she didn't sing it for him, she sang it for Long Siye.

She has always liked Long Siye, and she liked him in her previous life, and she can't forget him in this life. Now she finally got what she wants? Yes?

Di Fuyi took out a small wine pot from somewhere, holding the cup in his left hand and the pot in his right hand, and drank one cup after another.

The wind raised the corner of his robe and raised his black hair. The hair covered his eyes and he lifted it away.

He knew he should go down and separate them, and should question Long Siye's untrustworthy...

But he didn't want to go down, he didn't want her to hate him anymore...

What he did recently seemed to be hated by her...

He has done a lot of hatred in his life, and I don’t know how many people hate him behind his back and gritted his teeth. There are countless villains, and he doesn’t care about it.

So what if everyone in the world slanders?

His identity is there, his responsibility is there. As long as the ultimate goal is right, he does not avoid using any means, nor is he afraid of becoming a ruling from thousands of people.

So he never looks at people's expression when doing things. As long as it is supposed to do it, he will do it immediately and never hesitate.

But now he knew what to do, but he hesitated and couldn't bear it anymore...

The two men finally got up and left, and left together.

The back is beautiful but dazzling, gradually disappearing in the distance.

Di Fuyi didn't get up, but just took another sip of wine, so he couldn't help but choke and coughed.

After a while, I stopped coughing and felt a little bloody smell in my mouth. I wiped it casually, and a bright red strand on the snow-white handkerchief was dazzling.
Chapter completed!