When I saw your bright smile in the vast sea of people, my heart became soft and warm at that moment.
The most beautiful encounter comes from waiting for five hundred years one after another.
Ranran couldn't help but smile happily when she looked at Lian who was blushing in front of her. "Why are you so funny? You turn white and blush all the time." Ran deliberately wanted to tease Lian. Who told her to look at him every day but not talk to him, and to show her how cool she was? What's annoying is that I still think about her every day!
Lian started to squeak again and seemed speechless. She would do this whenever she was nervous. Ran didn't smile either, just waiting patiently for Lian to calm down her nervous mood. After about a minute, Lian finally lost her nervousness as she watched Ran quietly waiting for her.
I have a painting I want to give to you, Lian said, handing the painting in her hand to Mingran. This was an 8K large, beautifully decorated sketch. But when I took it and took a look, it was my own pure and bright smile that appeared on the picture.
Did you draw this? Ran hesitated for a moment before asking in surprise. Ran stared at Lian's clean and clear eyes, watching her shyly scratching her hair.
"Well, I don't know if you like it? I haven't had the courage to give it to you." Lian seemed to feel relieved after saying this. It would be nice to just say the question that she had been thinking about for so long.
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Our love requires more courage, and I am willing to take on this courage and promise you all the joy and happiness!
If you are really curious and open this pink heart and see this, then let my heart kiss you affectionately for me...
"The Most Beautiful Encounter"
I would like to turn into a stone bridge,
Enduring five hundred years of wind and rain,
Enduring five hundred years of scorching sun exposure,
To endure five hundred years of silence and solitude,
Waiting for you to walk across the bridge...
I am willing to turn my heart and surround the city,
Enduring five hundred years of darkness and silence,
Enduring five hundred years of loneliness,
Enduring five hundred years of lovesickness and snow,
Waiting for you to walk through the city...
The most beautiful encounter,
It comes from five hundred years of waiting one after another!
Thousands of years of lovesickness just because I once met you.
——2015.02.26