Ye Qing covered his face in pain: "Okay. I really didn't see it."
"It's normal that you don't see it." He smiled in the spring of the fourth year of Qingli: "In short, my term was only less than one year, and the most accomplished masterpiece in my short term was that the Third Highness of the Church called me Hui long."
Ye Qing curled his lips: "Don't you think you are worthless?"
"Never." In the spring of the fourth year of Qingli, he glanced at the lake at his feet: "She is the resident vice president of the Student Government Association. After all, the Student Government Association has an evil democratic electoral system, and her popularity is not only unparalleled, but also unprecedented."
"If it weren't for the restrictions that prevented her from serving as president, then the herd of animals in the college would definitely bring her re-election record to a scary level, but even so, her term as vice president of the Student Government Association is also approaching. You can't test three words." In the spring of the fourth year of Qingli, he said: "So you can't understand the effort required to achieve this achievement. First of all, we must secretly change her concept of title and let her gradually realize that the word "president" is the most important word. Your correct name. And even if it succeeds in the end, this word will be classified as a dead language by her and will not be used at any time other than to address you."
Ye Qing was suddenly startled when he heard the guy in front of him being incredibly persistent and researching on this kind of thing, and recalled that scene.
That was the last thing she said to herself at that time.
The black-clothed mage looked at him quietly, his eyes as clear as the sunset as emotionless.
"Sorry, I don't know what to say to comfort you."
At that time, he just thought she was mocking him, but at this moment, Ye Qing suddenly felt the quiet heartstrings of that girl.
"I'm sorry, I don't know what words of comfort I should say." Ye Qing repeated these words softly.
Looking back in the spring of the fourth year of Qingli, I didn't know why she said such unreasonable sentences, but I saw Ye Qing nodding seriously towards him: "I think I wrongly blamed her."
Her loneliness is not just for enjoyment, but a wound engraved into her soul.
Ye Qing suddenly understood that the loneliness of that girl had even exceeded his imagination. Even the loneliness he had experienced could not compare with her.
"I want to apologize to her." Ye Qing said with a touch of self-deprecation: "I am such a fool."
"If I could get to know someone like this, I think it would be much more interesting than I imagined."
In the spring of the fourth year of Qingli, he shook his head: "I'm not trying to hit you. There are enough people who have thought about it to form an integrated army, and everyone's number is marked as being produced by Ye Ye College, but none of them succeeded, including me."
He recalled the similar girl and said: "She seems to have no sense of emotion, only the most basic concepts of good and evil. What's even more frightening is that she has no intention of communicating with outsiders."
It's like a sturdy and autistic walnut princess. In the spring of the fourth year of Qingli, he added in his mind that it looked similar, but it was completely different from that weapon.
No! She has it. Ye Qing corrected in his mind. She silently recited the last words of the girl. She just didn't know how to express them.
Just like myself at that time.
Under Ye Qing's feet were flowing clouds. The huge lake was in its freezing stage, so only a pale white mirror surface could be seen above the sky. However, Ye Qing knew that under that layer of ice, there was More soft lake water.
"Thank you." Ye Xiaojiu felt the cool breeze blowing on his face: "I feel much better."
Then she added with a smile: "I really envy her, the person who is lucky enough to marry you."
In the spring of the fourth year of Qingli, he didn't look at Ye Qing. He was looking into the distance: "What about student Qing?"
"If I could be ten years older, then I believe I would probably fall in love with you." Ye Xiaojiu smiled and said, "It's a pity that I'm just ten years old."
"If that's the case, what should Ge Sheng do?" In the spring of the fourth year of Qingli, he said with a slight hint of narrow-mindedness.
"He's my brother." Xiao Jiu frowned and emphasized, "Why are you saying such strange things?"
In the spring of the fourth year of Qingli, he burst out laughing and sighed softly: "Do you want to listen to the final psychological counseling?"
"I am listening."
"Qing, you are a child born as a princess, so you have never received enough enlightenment in the field of sharing since you were a child. In your world, if it is yours, it must be yours only, and it can never be Not only for things, but also for people. In your mind, Ge Sheng is just your brother. If you are so good to him, he should treat you wholeheartedly. So when the Third Highness appears, let You have the illusion that he is going to be snatched away, or that he is incomplete. Then you desperately want to snatch him back, instinctively rejecting the person who took him away."
"In the eyes of outsiders, it is indeed a willful and stupid approach."
"There's nothing wrong with that though."
Ye Qing bit his lip slightly: "But it sounds ugly."
"Everyone has more or less ugliness in their heart. Compared with me, the princess is like extremely pure glass." Spring of the fourth year of Qingli smiled quietly and said: "Gesheng has never been something that only belongs to you. He is very pure." A good boy whose potential I can't even see through, but because of this, he will meet many interesting people."
"So he can always be your brother, but he can't always only know you."
Ye Qing listened carefully and sighed slightly: "Well, it seems that the person who should apologize should really be me. Thank you for saying these words to me."
"Hey!" Ye Xiaojiu turned around and looked at the blond man seriously: "To express my gratitude, I will sing a song for you. Do you want to listen?"
"What I wish for." In the spring of the fourth year of Qingli, he blinked his pure gold eyes, and the originally sharp light in them was now extremely sincere.
"I have been thinking." Ye Xiaojiu said quietly: "If one day I can speak normally, then I must sing a song to him, but I didn't expect that when I wanted to sing, you would be the only one beside me. "
"I apologize if the lyrics and music I composed are immature and ridiculous."
The girl's voice suddenly sounded in the sky, floating with the flowing clouds and wind.
She is sitting on the fastest horse in the world, named Shadow Chaser. In those legends, this kind of horse is born to chase the shadow of the sun, non-stop, until it catches up with the passing time.
It was only a long time later that Xiaojiu realized that legends would always be legends, and no matter how fast the horse was, it could not bring her back to this moment.
"I was born in the city by the lake,
There are empty palaces and endless wind in the city.
My surname is Ye. Others say I am the emperor of Lanye.
The emperor has the distress and sorrow of a child.
My fourth one is Ninth Princess Mingqing.
An elf with blue hair and blue eyes.
I am who I am,
An ill-behaved child loves to eat Ruoguo.
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Fireworks were once set off on the rockery in the Royal Garden,
He also added private goods to the tea in the council chamber.
Yue Yi’s notes have also been read,
He has gotten into many troubles, big and small.
I have never been a good girl, weak and weak,
That’s right, I am Ye Xiaojiu.
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Can you lend me the wings of a flying bird?
The sky is always a temptation to me.
May I fly through the hunter's snare,
Fly to the beach and watch the tide rise and fall.
Picking up conches on the beach with bare feet,
Fu Er left a promise for this life in it.
Don’t ask for much,
Just to tell you I've been here. "
Her voice is as clear and crisp as rain hitting a bead curtain, and the words are full of jumping movement. As she said, the song she wrote herself is a bit immature, but when she sings it from her mouth, it has a sense of vitality. A different kind of infection and style.
On this nine heavens beyond the reach of human beings, there is only one singer and one audience.
What a quiet and beautiful thing, so quiet and beautiful that just imagining it makes you feel beautiful.
"It sounds much better than I imagined." Spring in the fourth year of Qingli said with a smile: "Your voice quality is surprisingly good. After the Sound Tribulation, you can sing such a song without changing your voice. No matter how you think about it, you are jealous."
Before she could answer, the spring of the fourth year of Qingli looked down and said, "The destination has arrived."
Xiaojiu glanced at it and his eyes suddenly focused.
There is a city at her feet.
A city she knew very well.
