The moon hangs on the willow branches, and two figures are whirling.
A warm breeze blew by, carrying with it the refreshing scent of cloves on the roadside.
The orange light shone down, and the shadows of people and trees scattered all over the ground. In the floating shadows of the lights, there was a hint of warm fragrance, and there was a lingering lingering sound.
In the shadow of the moonlight, a woman as pale as a lotus said in a slightly sad tone: Because, love.
Because of love?
Liu Ruixuan was stunned again and again, looking at the charming and silky woman in front of him, who was unique and gentle.
She was looking at him and smiled slightly, with bright eyes and white teeth, her red lips opened slightly, and she hummed softly:
"I'll give you a CD from the past and listen to our love at that time. Sometimes I suddenly forget that I'm still in love with you.
If I can't sing a song like that again, I will blush and avoid it even though I will often forget that I still love you.
Because of love, you will not be sad easily, so everything is happy.
Because of love, simple growth can still make you crazy at any time.
Because of love, how can there be vicissitudes of life, so we still look young..."
The moonlight lights and shadows sparkle with a special charm, and this beauty emanating from her voice is particularly moving.
Liu Ruixuan looked at the woman, his bright eyes slightly curved, wanting to give up?
It seems like I am reading a sad story, like I am in a nostalgic mood, and I feel like I am recalling the feelings of yesterday.
Suddenly I remembered that ancient love poem: On the top of the willow tree in the moonlight, people make an appointment after dusk.
Which lonely beauty is waiting heartbroken in the bustling market? "The flowers fall helplessly, and the familiar swallows return." Which passionate young man is it, wandering alone on the garden path and sighing melancholy?
How many things have been remembered, and how many words have been left unanswered?
The song is over.
Ouyang Fu looked at Liu Ruixuan intently, just like when he was singing.
In this early summer moonlight, listening to her voice, I suddenly felt as if this moment had happened before, but I couldn't remember it.
Liu Ruixuan's voice changed slightly, "Have we known each other before?"
"We've never met before." Ouyang Fu smiled faintly and turned away.
The moment she turned her head, Liu Ruixuan suddenly saw a crystal drop sliding across her face, a shocking tear!
Is she crying?
Liu Ruixuan only felt that his heart was suddenly suffocated, and he was a little depressed and depressed. It was so stressful that he could hardly breathe.
He unconsciously took a step forward, leaned over, and stretched out his left hand, but was pulled back.
Turning his head, he met Zhao Mobei's gaze and his gently shaking head.
Um? What happened to Mobei?
No, no, no, what happened to him?
Liu Ruixuan suddenly woke up, quickly withdrew his outstretched hand, put it into his pocket, and touched the wallet in his pocket. Fortunately, it was still there!
A gust of warm wind blew over, carrying with it a faint fragrance, which was different from the fragrance of lilacs.
What was he doing just now?
If it weren't for Mo Bei, Liu Ruixuan blinked and gave Mo Bei a grateful smile, "brother!"
I almost fell into a trap!
Zhao Mobei smiled faintly, raised his hand and patted Liu Ruixuan's shoulder, then put his hand back in his pocket, and looked at Ouyang Fuqian, "Ouyang Fuqian?"
Zhao Mobei's voice came over.
Liu Ruixuan glanced at Zhao Mobei, then looked at Ouyang Fuqian.
Ahem, I only saw her delicate back!
A gust of wind blew, and the long hair was slightly raised at the back, and the tips of the hair danced with the wind, almost flying to his eyes.
Inexplicably, another inexplicable emotion slipped through my heart. I always felt that I had seen this scene and the person in front of me before, but I couldn't remember it.
There was also that shocking tear, which made him feel inexplicably heartbroken.
"Huh?" Ouyang Fu responded lightly, turned around, and smiled lightly.
The rapid rotation caused the long hair to fly, and the hair tips drifted past, leaving a faint lemon smell!
Liu Ruixuan couldn't help but blinked, it was a familiar smell! Familiar, ahem, unfamiliar smile!
Was that tear just now his illusion?
Liu Ruixuan stared at Ouyang Fuqian's face carefully. A faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, just like when he saw him before. At this time, he was eye-to-eye with Mo Bei.
"Is it over?" Zhao Mobei raised his chin slightly, lowered his eyelids, and looked at the person in front of him.
"It's over a long time ago." Ouyang Fu chuckled lightly, glanced at Liu Ruixuan, and then turned to Zhao Mobei, "Goodbye."
goodbye? Liu Ruixuan was shocked when he heard this. Is this the end?
Good because of love?
Ahem, Liu Ruixuan blinked slightly, was he overthinking again?
This is because of love, not because, love, but because.
My thoughts suddenly became confused!
Liu Ruixuan looked at Ouyang Fuqian who was about to turn around, and suddenly wanted to step forward. I couldn't help but clenched my hands in my pockets, calm down!
Mo Bei had stopped him just now!
Also, Ouyang Fuqian has passed, he is the one who was designed.
The one who acts with them!
But why did he suddenly feel like he didn't want to see her leave?
When I watched Zhu Yan leave, I felt something I had never felt before, a feeling of almost reluctance!
Liu Ruixuan opened his mouth, but in the end, no words came out. He frowned and lowered his head, sighing slightly in his heart. Maybe it was just an illusion.
"Liu Ruixuan!" Someone called him?
"Huh?" Liu Ruixuan responded reflexively. After that sound, he saw Ouyang Fuqian's smiling face as he turned around.
A flash of joy suddenly flashed through my heart.
"We have never met each other before." Ouyang Fu smiled lightly, "But, it may be that we have known each other before."
Um? Liu Ruixuan was stunned again and again. He didn't understand these words!
"Twelve years ago, by the Suzaku Bridge," Ouyang Fuqian said suddenly. Halfway through his words, he stopped again, looked deeply at Liu Ruixuan, and stopped talking.
Twelve years ago? By the Suzaku Bridge?
Liu Ruixuan's mind seemed to be suddenly broken. Looking at Ouyang Fuqian in front of him, his mind went blank.
Twelve years ago, the memory of twelve years ago!
He doesn’t seem to remember clearly!
Xia Yang has his ten-year bitter love.
What about him? There is also an unknown memory from twelve years ago?
In his memory, except for his sister Liu Xiu, no girl had ever appeared in his memory of nineteen years.
When has there ever been such a girl as calm and serene as a snow lotus?
If it was true, he wouldn't have discovered it by now.
What's more, Liu Ruixuan tilted his head back slightly, looked past the quiet group of fat swallows, and looked towards the intersection, and found that Zhu Yan was standing at the intersection looking here.
Under the orange streetlight, the skirt fluttering in the wind is like an angel who has just folded his wings, standing silently at the intersection not far away, looking here indifferently.
At that moment, he realized where that familiar feeling came from.
Liu Ruixuan lowered his eyes slightly and glanced at the road under his feet. The wind blew by, making the figures and tree shadows on the ground drift. It was as if there was a sweet and bitter feeling in his heart at this moment.
Zhu Yan, Zhu Yan, it’s your first time to look at him so close!
Although there was a distance of more than ten meters, he felt her presence so clearly that he mistakenly thought that the turmoil in his heart was because of Ouyang Fuqian in front of him.
In the strange life and turbulent years to come, in the rolling world of mortals, in those cold, sad, calm and happy moments, he can feel a woman with a smile and peace looking at him in the deepest part of his heart. .
A warm breeze blew by, carrying with it the refreshing scent of lemon.
"No," Liu Ruixuan shook his head, "Twelve years ago, there was no Suzaku Bridge where I lived."
For a while, there was silence, except for the occasional warm breeze that blew by, bringing with it a refreshing aroma.
"Ha." Ouyang Fu smiled lightly, took two steps back, and clapped his hands, "Beautiful. Really beautiful."
Almost instantly, there was a burst of applause.
Amidst such applause, Ouyang Fuqian turned his head and looked left and right, waved his hand, "Come out, it's over."
What? come out?
Liu Ruixuan was startled for a moment, then looked towards Ouyang Fuqian, then looked left and right, and found that three people came out from the left and right, each holding a camera in their hands.
Ahem! Liu Ruixuan couldn't hold it back and coughed repeatedly.
Surprisingly, there are actually people. Is anyone else taking pictures? !
He looked and looked just now, but he didn't see Rao behind the tree?
How big a deal is this? !
"Nice to meet you, Liu Ruixuan. Let me introduce you again. I am Ouyang Fuqian." Ouyang Fuqian smiled lightly, raised his head and pointed at the group of fat and thin people behind him, "They are my club friends, some of them you have already know."
Ahem! Liu Ruixuan almost choked and coughed again. He quickly raised his right hand to block it in front of his face. The medicine bag on his right hand was very ignorant and he started to do the unsightly swing exercise again.
"Love is like a scene in a movie, which makes people have to watch it. Recording it in the camera is more durable than photos and will not be forgotten." Ouyang Fuqian's voice came over, "So."
so? Just because of love?
Liu Ruixuan took a slight breath, so he became the one who was designed.
How lucky he is!
"Not all encounters have a beautiful ending." Ouyang Fuqian's voice came over again, "I met him at No. 118 Liujia Village twelve years ago."
Um? Liu Ruixuan was startled for a moment, No. 118 Liujiacun? Isn't that Hu Lai's home?
"Hu Lai, he's my cousin." Ouyang Fu smiled lightly, "Have you remembered?"
Cousin? Liu Ruixuan thought and thought, and thought about the situation many years ago when Hu Lai was chased throughout the village by a girl with braids.
This is too outrageous.
Liu Ruixuan looked at Ouyang Fuqian, with a trace of doubt in his eyes. This is really a transformation of a woman!
No, no, no, it hasn’t changed at all! At that time, the girl was followed by five or six girls of the same age.
No wonder, he felt that Ouyang Fuqian looked familiar!
I see!
"Cousin." Ouyang Fu smiled lightly, "I am the vice president of the drama club. If you are interested, you can join."
"Vice president?" Liu Ruixuan repeated and blurted out, "Who is the president?"
From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the group of fat Yanshou, Yan Jing? Or Gu Nian?
"President," Ouyang Fuqian lowered his head and smiled, glancing at Mo Bei, "you know him."
"Do I know him?" Liu Ruixuan followed his gaze and asked, "Mo Bei?"
So versatile!
"No, no, no." Zhao Mobei denied continuously, "I'm not interested in acting in school."
That is? Liu Ruixuan was startled for a moment and couldn't help but look at Zhu Yan not far away.
"Xia Yang." Ouyang Fuqian chuckled.
What? who? Xia Yang?
Liu Ruixuan instantly turned his head and looked behind him. Second brother, is he here too?
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