When Li Wuxin asked, "Would you like me to be named after you?" Huai Zhi was about to drink her fourth cup of peach blossom wine with a slightly drunken face. She was trying to see the person in front of her clearly while thinking about the meaning of her words, "You want me to marry you? Can you prepare a high bed with a phoenix crown and a pillow to warm me? I need a matchmaker to marry me." , I won't share your surname until I bow down to heaven and earth, drink wine and enter the bridal chamber." Huai Zhi's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and his consciousness was blurred due to drunkenness, but he clearly remembered that in his dream, she was sitting by the bed in red clothes, cold and cold, and when she heard the footsteps getting closer, a strange fire burned in her heart. "The white head remains together, and the same acupuncture point is used after death." The last murmur that Li Wuxin heard before the silence.
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