But I Am Like a Star, Not a Moon

"In the future, I will find a young master whose heart and eyes are full of mine." Yi Yingying turned around and smiled shyly, but for some reason she suddenly ran away with a blushing face. It turned out that when I turned around, I met a casual gaze while reading a book. Yi Yingying didn't remember when she was sent to Wangfu. She was probably twelve or thirteen years old. She met him, and a few years later she happily entered the young master's heart, and could never bear to leave again. Previously, when she heard Wangshu's name for the first time, she thought to herself that the name of Miss Wang's family was so beautiful, and her eyes were as bright as the moon. But when she really met the real person in the future, Yi Yingying knew that this book was not the other one, and that Wangshu was a tall, thin and handsome man. She had not read many books, but she just knew it. Yi Yingying likes to kneel and sit by the desk, reading and writing. It would be better if she could pour him a cup of hot tea. The same goes for reading books. As long as Yi Yingying sits next to her, she will be particularly calm. With this, Wangshu quietly inscribed the four words "Yingying Yixiao" on each title page. In the cardamom years, girls also have spring. "Wangshu, can you... Can you just marry me and have three wives and four concubines... Not good." "If you say it's not good, then it's not good. It's all good, just you." But, youth is always a youth, and it never belongs to anyone. "Wangshu, don't force me." "I want to marry you." In fact, why should we speak clearly about grudges, grudges, right and wrong, and why should we personally bear everything... If possible, although the light is fleeting, I still have one wish, that is, I hope that I will be like the king of stars and the moon. The light will be bright and clear every night. The moon will be temporarily dark, but the stars will always be bright. I will wait for the bright moon to come back, and the three to five will be full and full.