"Can I hold your hand?" Yan Mian said.
Ji Kaiyun was stunned for a while, then grabbed the hand that Yan Mian secretly stretched out, turned his face away, and pulled him to trot along the bluestone road. There was always a little water on the road after it had just rained, and the splashes wet the corners of their clothes.
They ran among the crowds, among the lights, and through the paths hung with lanterns. The warm light from the sparse river lamps in the water spread out, creating an ambiguous soft light. The noise gradually became irrelevant to them.
It seems that we will stay together forever.
A pure love story that goes smoothly and smoothly! ! ! Cultivation of immortality Cultivation of immortality