He lowered his head and sighed softly: "Little Rabbit, I once told you that on your birthday, I would play a few songs for you. Just for you. Unfortunately, I broke my promise after all. Still.

Before your birthday, you went..."

There was a slight tremor in his cold voice.

Feng Lingyan's heart seemed to have collapsed, the pain was unbearable,

Looking at him blankly, a vague scene came to mind.

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"Fan Xiang, you play the piano very nicely. Can you play a few songs for me?"

She held his arm and acted coquettishly, yawning as she spoke.

He sat sideways next to her, processing some backlogged documents,

Hearing her coquettishness, he rubbed his eyebrows helplessly: "Good boy, I'll play it to you later. I'll take care of these military reports first."

She said nothing, let go of his arm, and turned over.

"Little rabbit, are you angry?"

After all, he didn't trust her, so he pulled her body back and looked at her.

"snort!"

She snorted heavily.

I don’t know why, but she likes to act coquettishly in front of him...

"Oh fine."

After all, he couldn't bear to let her be sad, so he clapped his hands twice and wanted to call someone to come in and deliver the piano.

But she sighed and waved her hand: "Forget it, I'm not in the mood to listen now. I'm so sleepy, sleep, sleep."

Turning over, she fell asleep almost immediately.

Knowing his hard work, I was still considerate of him...

"Little Rabbit, your birthday will be in a few months. When it's your birthday, I'll play all the songs I know for you. Okay?"

He held her round body and wrote the check.

But she didn't move, as if she was fast asleep.

There is just a slight arc at the corner of the mouth.[

like--

I like the feeling of being cared for by him.

Really, really beautiful...

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The sound of the piano began to play again, but she burst into tears.

All the past events revived in my mind like lightning, and the memories were like an overturned Pandora's box, overturned all at once.

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Okay, the little rabbit has finally recovered his memory. I can come out to breathe while holding the lid on the pot.

The reason why I wrote about the amnesia of the little rabbit is that it is necessary for the plot, and the other is that I can take care of both sides of the story at the same time.

Otherwise, the time front would be stretched so long, and the lives of both parties would not be able to be balanced.

Through plots such as the little rabbit falling into a dream, you can capture a few key moments to write without appearing abrupt.

In this way, the lives of both parties can be clearly explained in the least amount of words.

It’s also to end it as soon as possible, right?

And the little rabbit has the ability to fall into dreams. If you don’t write it now, when will you write it?

Otherwise, if the little rabbit dies and travels back in time, the ability to fart will come back immediately. Then it will immediately wake up in the arms of the little palace. What else is there to see?
Chapter completed!