Chapter 697

His greatest wisdom is that he fell in love with her, so he consumed all his brain?

The least stupid thing he did was to make the Beiming small seal

In the future, when there is no such mean, venomous, stingy and selfish man, it can replace him and accompany Ji An'an for the rest of his life.

"What limited time? There is a long way to go... " Ji'an folded his hands on the back of his hands. "We still have a lot of the best and most beautiful times."

Beiming Shaoxi kisses her ear lobe: "the vitality of Xiaoxi will be forever. It can keep you old. "

What do you mean? Why can't he say goodbye?

Just casually, or really intend to drive her away

"When you are old, it will stand beside the tombstone, watering flowers and sweeping tombs for you. Sit on the steps and watch the stars and sunlight with you. "

Ji'an's heart is sour: "it's gone for a long time --"

"life is just a blink of an eye, not far at all."

He wanted to think for a long time, "promise me, no matter at any time, don't leave the little seal."

“……”

"If you find it annoying to follow you all the time, it also has the setting of staying at home. Don't worry, I won't find you and annoy you through it. "

Ji'an's heart tingled: "Beiming Shaoxi, are you saying goodbye to me?"

"No

"Then why are we all separated in your vision of the future?"

"You've got the tourmaline, don't you want to go? Go to Gu Nancheng? "

Ji'an turned her face, put her hands around his neck and looked at him earnestly: "I say again, I don't want a tourmaline. I want your eyes to see, and you can be happy. You have no obligation to save those people For Gu Nancheng, I'm a kinship. I love you... "

With a slight movement of his body, he looked at her stiffly.

"I love you, I love you, Beiming Shaoxi, I love you..." Ji'an confessed dully.

Beiming Shaoxi held her tightly in his arms: "do you have my love? Ji'an, I am the love engraved into my bones. "

"I love you because you never believed it."

……

I had a few peaceful days.

They dance, and Xiao Xi plays the music of the piano She was barefoot on the back of his feet Like two heavy bears in their arms.

She made biscuits for him. He was not allowed to hide any more. She fed them one by one to watch him eat them himself

He gave her a box of roses, lifted the crystal like lid, the roses clustered, like the color of red wine.

"When the last petal falls, it's when I don't love you."

"This is the eternal flower..."

Also known as "never withering flowers", after a series of complex processes, flowers are almost the same as flowers in color, shape and feel.

Ji'an heard that before a couple of lovers in the war parted, the man said, "when the last petal of this bunch of roses falls, it is when she forgets him that she starts her own new life."

When the bloody news came from all over the sky, the roses seemed to know the girl's thoughts. There is no dew, no fresh extract, even the fragrance is slowly light. Miraculously, a petal has never fallen from the flower bottle. Finally, one morning, the man came back in a triumphant robe with the scars deposited. Never separated again. And a bunch of dry but still standing roses.

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