The morning glow is all over the sky, like fire. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The morning wind blows far away from the sky. The morning light is faint, the maple leaves flutter and tremble, and the golden-red spots of light between the leaves shimmer.

The two figures walked side by side in the morning haze like a light veil shrouded in the maple forest mountain road, and the red maple floated down silently, spinning around the two of them.

The young man's long, soft golden hair, which shone like the sun, was tied behind his head and hung down softly around his waist. Behind him, a pair of snow-white slender wings were lightly closed, and the snow-white feathers fluttered slightly, glowing with soft sunlight.

The morning light is misty, and the handsome and holy figure seems to be about to melt into the clear morning light.

It's just that the plain white clothes and snow-white wings are stained with blood, which is slightly abrupt in this hazy and beautiful morning scene.

The girl walked beside the blonde boy with a little white fluffy fox in her arms. A knee-length white dress embellished with fresh four-leaf clover, a few clumps of white velvet animal hair on the neck and corners of the skirt glow softly white in the sunlight.

The maple leaves swirled and fell, and the morning breeze gently ruffled the two long strands of chestnut hair on the girl's cheeks, and fluttered quietly.

She tilted her head slightly, quietly staring at the blonde boy beside her, whose face was almost transparent in the hazy morning light.

As if noticing her gaze, the young man turned his face slightly and smiled gently.

With light golden eyes, his eyes seemed to be flowing with crystal morning light.

The moment the four eyes met, Qianling's cheeks turned red, and she lowered her head in a little panic.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing that her cheeks were a little unnatural, Qingxue Jing reached out and probed her forehead, and her pale golden eyes revealed a little worry.

Qianling was stunned for a moment, and quickly shook her head, but the flush on her cheeks worsened a little.

Qingxue Jing's eyes looked at her face that was as red as a tomato, and a light smile gradually appeared on her lips.

Such an expression, such eyes, such crimson cheeks like spring peach blossoms......

He's seen a lot.

The girls of Ellen Iss always screamed at the sight of him and rushed over and grabbed him, and some even took the opportunity to touch his wings, and the snow-white and clean feathers were grabbed and ripped around, and they were in a mess.

In desperation, he had to spread his wings and flee almost into the air to escape the layers of encirclement, and the girls would almost at the same time spread their wings and scream like a swarm of buzzing bees......

I have to admit that he is a little afraid of them, so most of the time, he stays in the temple or the Laurel Palace, and if he can, he won't come out.

Even so, the threshold of the temple had been almost trampled by the girls for months.

After being attacked for all sorts of strange reasons and even by force, gradually the temple guards came to a consensus:

Except for the elders and holy angels, other people, even if there are big things-

Bar!

It's just that...... The girl in front of him never made him feel annoyed or have a headache.

Perhaps from the first time he saw her on the slopes of the lily of the valley, he thought this weird girl who could sing to the bell flowers was funny.

The morning breeze rises, and the red maple falls. fluttering down between the shallow chestnut hair.

He raised his hand slightly, and removed the red leaves that were as shy and red as a girl's cheeks, and his white wrist was smeared in the blurry morning light, almost transparent.

The light gold eyelashes drooped slightly, and Qingxue looked at the girl in front of her, who kept her head down as always and didn't dare to look directly at him.

She doesn't seem to be the same as the girls who can't get rid of Ellen Is. Standing there quietly, watching from afar, not speaking or approaching, but his eyes were slightly dodging, but there was a faint touch of clear and pure emotion.

The red maple in her hand shone with a faint golden sunlight, faintly revealing the fragrance of the girl's hair.

In a trance, a strange throbbing gradually appeared in my heart.

Feeling the young man's warm fingertips brushing his hair and taking off the red maple leaf, Qianling's cheeks were hot and he lowered his head and didn't dare to look at him, but his eyes just happened to be fixed on the white clothes stained with blood on his body.

The mottled blood-colored color spread on the plain robe and the snow-white and flawless wings, which was particularly dazzling.

As if remembering something, she raised her head to meet his gaze, and her amber eyes shone brightly:

"Jing, I have some ointment for scars, it's very effective in treating injuries, I'll bring it to you later. ”

Qingxue Mirror was slightly stunned, and a smile gradually appeared in her eyes.

Given by Laurel Feather, the first healing power of Ellens, it was the first time he had heard someone say that he would be given medicine......

It's just that my heart is gradually warming like being softly wrapped in cotton.

seemed to see the smile in his eyes, Qianling reacted suddenly, and suddenly lowered her head in embarrassment like a frosted eggplant.

She had already seen the healing power of the mirror, and it was only a matter of minutes for him to heal such an injury......

She seemed to have completely forgotten his honorable status as a laurel angel, and blurted out in a hurry that she was so shameless in front of a true healing genius......

"Good. A voice came softly from above.

She was stunned and looked up at him, her eyes showing dullness: "Ah......?"

With a gentle smile on her face, Qingxue Jing blinked gently, and her pale golden eyes were full of sunshine:

"I'm waiting for you on the slopes of Lily of the Valley. ”

The morning breeze was blowing, the light blonde hair was bathed in the light sunlight, and the wisps were fluttering on the young man's cheeks, and his eyes reflected her shadow, and the shallow curvature of his lips seemed to be about to melt with the morning breeze.

She looked at him a little sluggishly, and gradually showed a big smile:

"Hmm. ”

The maple blossoms are like fire, and the morning light is scorching.

Along the mountain road covered with autumn leaves, you will make a rustling sound when you step on the maple leaf mountain road.

Feeling the sight of the young man behind her, she paused, turned around and waved at him.

The plain white figure stood in the blurred maple forest, and the white and handsome face always carried a light smile.

The red maple swirled and fell, vague and dreamy, like falling stars, and shimmered with a faint golden red brilliance in the hazy morning light.

Qianling ran forward with the little fox in her arms, restraining herself from reluctantly turning back.

The little white fluffy fox in his arms curled up in a ball, snoring, and a light nasal bubble floating next to his little nose.

The white dress fluttered at her knees, and the warm snow-white fur shone softly in the sun.

Gradually, the maple forest went away, ran through the green velvet hillside, passed the fragrant fruit forest, and met a few wild boars walking leisurely......

One or two heartbeats, more cheerful than a mountain stream.

So clear, yet so unreal.

So many years of spring, autumn, winter and summer, so many days and nights. The golden laurel tree in the starry sky was the place she had looked at from afar, and the execution table in the rainstorm was the place where she had been disheartened and hopeless.

But when it was all over, when a new path began, the golden sunlight reappeared, as it had poured into her dusty and small world.

Snow goggles, snow goggles.

Is meeting you an irresistible dream for me?