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Tears wetted her soft eyelashes, and her cheeks turned red.
The slight sweat on his forehead wetted his messy long hair,
Her fingertips grasped the sheets weakly, feeling fragile.
In the silent night,
The light rain finally subsided.
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In a hazy state of consciousness,
Yun Si seemed to have returned to the peach forest again.
Colorful pale pink peach blossoms fall,
The figure with white clouds was leaning against the tree, looking lazy.
The warm eyes between the brows are like clear ink paintings, stunning and unparalleled.
At the waist, a small and exquisite flower bag is tied on the brocade-colored belt.
On the flower bag, there is a lifelike flower of the other side embroidered, with a bright red color like blood, pure and beautiful, and a faint fragrance.
The man's long, well-jointed fingers gently caressed the flower bag, with a gentle smile on his lips.
A female voice came and asked him slowly, "Xiaojiu, are you in love with her?"
The man raised his picturesque long eyelashes, and his clear purple eyes were filled with a soft smile.
The thin and crimson lips were slightly raised, and the voice was loose,
"Flowers from the other shore are a bad omen."
"Manzhushahua is so...beautiful and charming."
The woman's voice paused.
The next second,
The man lowered his eyes and looked at the small and exquisite flower bag in his hand. The tenderness at the corner of his lips seemed to be soaked in time, with infinite affection.
"only……"
"It's really... unnerving."
"My stupid Sisi."
He whispered softly, like a whisper between lovers, with gentle fingertips and rippling eyes.
The woman seemed to laugh too,
"So, you want to take her with you to practice?"
The gentle and beautiful man nodded slightly, his lips were touching,
"I don't worry about her being alone."
"not to mention……"
"She's too stupid and needs to... learn more."
If it is obviously disgusting,
But when the man said it softly, it seemed to be joyful and indulgent, with a hint of unexplainable affection.
He kept lowering his eyes, looking at the little flower bag around his waist,
Warm fingertips carefully caressed the Bianhua flower on it, the force was very light, as if they were afraid of breaking something, gentle and pitiful.
The woman smiled again, "Are you sure it's her?"
"Um."
The man slowly raised his long eyelashes and looked at the woman,
The corners of his lips are slightly curved, with a hint of cuteness,
"Mom, will you bless me and Sisi?"
"My Sisi is very well-behaved and very good."
He seemed a little nervous.
The woman thought for a moment, then stepped forward, touched his head, and chuckled, "Xiaojiu likes it, and mother likes it."
"When you come back from your training, will my mother give you a gift?"
"Okay." The man smiled softly.
"Thank you, mother."
He lowered his head slightly, the gentleness between his brows still there,
There is a bit of softness and kindness hidden in the beautiful and pure purple eyes.
Like a child, quietly accepting the mother's compassion,
Under the slowly falling petals,
The words of the two people stayed here and there was no sound anymore.
That delicate little flower bag,
From the beginning to the end, it was in the man's palm and never let go.
The charming flower of the other shore,
Freeze in a dream and bloom slowly.
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Yun Si slowly opened her eyes.
Wei Wei stared blankly ahead, silent.
After quite a while,
Her eyes turned red and her fingers curled slightly.
Nine songs...
Her nine songs...
She raised her hand and wiped the corners of her eyes.
He pursed his lips silently, very quiet.
after awhile,
She turned her head and looked at the man beside her.
