Fiber Song Ning

I want to know you, and live a long and everlasting life! There are no mausoleums in the mountains, the rivers are exhausted, the winter thunders tremble, the summer rains and snows, the heaven and the earth are united, I dare to be with you! With her sonorous and powerful words and firm expression, no one could see the deep helplessness and sadness in her heart. He lowered his eyes faintly, and the joy in his heart spread slowly. He still tied the crystal pendant for her calmly, hugged her into his arms, touched her white and soft earlobe with his cold lips, and responded in a low voice, "Yes." I wish to find someone who is of my heart, and I have no doubt about my love and affection. She looked into his indifferent eyes, smiled softly, and spoke softly. His hand holding the tea froze slightly, and he looked at her smile with some confusion. Do you... Do you know what you are talking about? Certainly. She smiled faintly. After all the hardships, you are still the best to me. However, she hesitated slightly and said, I still have to do something, please wait for me, okay? Good. Almost without thinking, he blurted out, no matter how long, I will wait for you! He looked at her delicate face, and the tenderness in his eyes rippled like ripples. She lowered her head to hide the bitter smile on her lips. I swear. When I finish what I have to do, I will marry you. Don't oaths and words all have "mouth"? The oaths sworn to him were made with words but not with heart; the words spoken to him were made with heart and words, but they could not stay together for the rest of their lives. Noisy and warm only harmonize from a distance. There seemed to be an invisible line around him, cutting off the air, leaving only deserted air. She raised her head and looked into his cold eyes with a smile like a flower. Today is my birthday. Happy birthday. His cold expression became slightly warmer. It's just like this... She slowly lowered her head as if disappointed, and said to herself in a trance, I haven't lived for a long time... Birthday gift, what do you want? He interrupted her lightly, with a knowing smile on his lips. Is it really possible? She suddenly raised her head and looked directly at him, the joy in her eyes intertwined with the tenderness, and the strands of silk were tightly entangled with him, and the tenderness in her heart spread little by little. You say. You said... Just let me say it. Whether you agree or not is another matter. She sighed with a half-smile, "You are indeed the Fourth Master." But Fourth Master, you must not be able to refuse the gift I want. Before he could ask her what she wanted, he saw a sly smile flash in the corner of her eyes, and she suddenly took a step forward and lifted her toes... There is a faint smell of smoke in the air, the aftertaste of burning fireworks and firecrackers. The fog is hazy, and the bright red palace lantern in the distance emits a soft brilliance in the fog and shadow, looming. There was silence all around, except for the warmth and tenderness swirling in the cold air... There was a fleeting look of astonishment in his deep black eyes. Then he smiled slightly, stretched out his arms to hug her slender waist, and her hands were pressed against his solid chest. In the mist, the figures that were clinging tightly fit each other so well, as if they were originally one body. It feels slightly cool and dry on the lips. She closed her eyes gently, feeling the ice in her heart melting and falling little by little. Finally, there is no recovery. As her lips touched lightly, she sighed quietly... This is the gift I give myself. Upper address lock Qingqiu Luoluoxinkeng Internet King fan--Lan Xia The short story is half Jiang Sesu and half Jiang Hong Intention: