"Purple light shines into my heart, and I find a beautiful woman and cherish it forever."
"Once the Chu River divides the Han boundary, in the evening we will have both."
Li Cihan has seen too much love. Respecting each other as guests is the norm. There are very few people who have unparalleled love. And she is just a relic of miserable love. So she no longer believed it and stayed away from it. Li Cihan considered himself one of the few sober people in the world.
But Song Yan said: "Ruhuai, you don't understand yet."
Li Cihan was confused and thought that he was stunned by Miss Zhao who came from nowhere. She also said so. So Song Yan said, when you meet that person, you will know what he said. The relationship between the two has not been as good as before.
Until Li Cihan raised his eyes and met a pair of purple eyes.
She remembered that it was the Flower Festival, and there were noisy guests in the front hall. The branches in the garden were covered with small flower lanterns and red stickers posted by the maids. Little by little, the faint light is reflected in the koi pond. The little girl in front of her was squatting on the ground, her clothes falling into the pool, but she didn't even notice. He opened his eyes wide and said to her seriously: "Madam, the shopkeeper, I want to make a deal with you." Li Cihan was in a daze, and after a long time, he softly said:
"What a deal."
The little girl laughed, and all the light from the garden entered her eyes.
Purpose: Their stories