Happy Meeting

The faint clouds touch the distant peaks, cold and warm. Just like the individual Qingxiao, Thrush. Red wax tears, green silk quilt, heavy water. But I stayed with Huang Maoye and listened to the west wind. --Nalan Rongruo She, Leng Lingnong, and He Yunfeng were childhood sweethearts, but they never fell in love. He, Qin Fengxiao, and her, Xiao Qinghua, were childhood sweethearts. He loved her, but she didn't love him. One day at three o'clock in the afternoon, Leng Lingnong and Qin Fengxiao met. Love was planted in their hearts, but they didn't know it. At three o'clock in the afternoon the next day, He Yunfeng took Xiao Qinghua's hand and met the two of them. One was heartbroken and the other was blessing. The fate of the four people is intertwined with each other. Why does what happened ten years ago make Leng Lingnong and He Yunfeng suffer to this day? On the night when Xiao Qinghua and He Yunfeng got engaged, He Yunfeng went to bed with Leng Lingnong. When they caught the rapist, they discovered that both of them had tattoos. What other secrets did they have that no one knew about? Leng Ayano: "What I want to do in my life is to kill her, but she has become like this, how can I bear it? After all, she was my best confidant." Qin Fengxiao: "Leng Lingnon, will you marry me? I want to take care of you and the child for the rest of your life. Although the child is not mine, we can still have another child." He Yunfeng "I was really cowardly. I let Ayano carry it alone for 4 years. It was really unacceptable. In just 2 hours, I lost my sister and my good buddy." Xiao Qinghua said, "Sister Ling, you have to give birth to the child well. I will be your godmother. When Yunfeng and I get married, I will give the baby a half-brother or sister. Play with her." Destined to do so, I only lament bad fate, bad fate; When we first met, we couldn't forget it, but unexpectedly, we were just distracted; When we meet again and smile at each other, the bad fate has sown the seeds and the heart is not in the fate; They met again, they knew each other deeply, but they couldn't understand each other, and it was unforgettable at that time; Who can understand the joys and sorrows of meeting each other, what is wrong and what is right? Sigh, sigh, sigh, the world is desolate; Mo, mo, mo, it's hard to remember and worry; Cherish, cherish, cherish, the fate is deep and the affection is shallow; A touch of green peaks and a pool of still water, accompanying each other and enjoying each other.