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[1] Shangyuan Festival, evening.
The sound of flutes and drums outside Xuande Gate, the silver lanterns and snow waves,
Ying Yue carried a dragon and phoenix flower basket and a glazed lamp, and squeezed in among them.
People were crowding around her, and she was knocked into someone's arms.
Leng Mei's fresh air spread to her nose——
The man she hit was extremely tall, and she had to raise her head high to see his smooth, handsome chin.
Yingyue raised her eyes: "What a coincidence, Mr. Tinglang."
Tingjie lowered her eyebrows, her eyes as clear as moonlight: "It's a coincidence."
After all, this was the third time she ran into his arms tonight.
[2] Yingyue met a young man when she was a child, and he saved her life.
The young boy was gentle and peaceful, but his background was not good: he was an illegitimate child, was not tolerated by his father's family, and was bullied by his aunts and brothers, so he lived a very hard life.
Later, the two got separated due to something, and Yingyue searched for him for a long time.
God bless us, we will meet again on a spring night ten years later. However, he seemed to have forgotten her.
It doesn't matter, if you "see" him a few more times, he will always remember it.
Yingyue thought optimistically.
3Tiankuang Festival, noon.
Tingjie sat cross-legged, the book in his hand still not turning a page——
Outside the Water Pavilion.
Yingyue scooped up the water with her hands and was feeding the ji'er that she had picked up.
She has a beautiful side face and long hair hanging down. The sunlight was slender and bright, making every strand of her hair shine.
Such a day is really good.
I just heard——
The younger brother who looks similar to him is about to return to Beijing as his term of office is about to expire.
Is there any way to make a person disappear from the world?
Like water disappearing into water.
Tingjie thought about it.
Intention: Be yourself
