Liang Chugu said, Shan Jin, why don't we stop practicing medicine and go to opera.
The long and narrow eyes are as curved as the crescent moon. The lip line is slightly pressed but not very obvious. Shan Jin, who has always been gentle, still has such gentle eyebrows and eyes. Smiling softly. But didn't speak.
Liang Chugu suddenly understood. Shan Jin is always Shan Jin. He won't become anyone's Shan Jin. He will be gentle to everyone. Treat everyone with confidence. Maybe, just maybe, Shan Jin will never subvert the world for anyone in this life.
Qi Ge said, Chu Gu, come with me. How about looking for Wanli Valley, which is even more colorful than Baili Valley?
Liangchu Gu turned around and asked Shan Jin, "Will you be Shan Jin's wife for me?"
He was still wearing a white silk shirt, with three thousand black hair tied randomly with a jade hairpin, and stood beside the Baili Valley Monument with his hands folded. Gentle expression. However, Liangchu Gu felt that there was a layer of mist between her and Shan Jin. Shan Jin's delicate and picturesque eyebrows could not be seen clearly at this time. From a distance, it looked like the arrival of immortality.
He smiled slightly, still looking as beautiful as when he first saw her, and said, "Ah Liang, I'm afraid I will never be your Shan Jin."
However, what I can say in the future is that I am willing to be your Su He Wushuang.