"Yunyue," Ji Qing murmured thoughtfully, then smiled.
"As white as the snow on the mountain, as bright as the moon among the clouds, your name is wonderful."
"I heard that the Miao people are good at voodoo, do you take it seriously?"
Ji Qing nodded slightly and said, "Of course."
Ruan Yunyue asked again, "What about the love Gu?"
Ji Qing looked at the endless valley in the distance, his fingertips brushed the spirit butterfly on the tail ring, and his clear eyes flashed slightly.
"If you have feelings, why do you need love Gu?"
The young man's voice was soft and low, as if he was reciting a distant and mysterious poem.
He laughed softly, then turned his head to look at Ruan Yunyue, his hair tied with a silver bell beside his ear swaying in the breeze.
Jingle bell, jingle bell.
Ruan Yunyue's eyebrows were crooked, and she grabbed the corner of the boy's clothes, blinking her dark and bright eyes with a strange brilliance.
"No need for love Gu, Qingqing... I like you."
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Concept: A cold and mysterious Miao boy and a sober and enthusiastic foreign girl
