"What is this?" Fang Beibei looked at the small cloth flowers obsessively, but she suddenly saw that there seemed to be something else inside, so she raised her head and asked Yang Guo in surprise by pointing to a shiny thing that the small flowers couldn't hide. [S. just love to read] [To read the latest chapter of this book, please search 800]

Yang Guo taught Fang Beibei how to open the small mechanism, opened the lid of the glass box, and said with a smile: "Take it out and take a look!" There are two pieces! ”

Fang Beibei looked into it with longing, stretched out his hand and gently brushed aside the forget-me-nots, and then carefully picked up the crystal maple leaf above, although it was an artificial crystal, but it was also crystal clear, and just like the red and fiery maple leaf when it was in full bloom, this crystal maple leaf also showed a beautiful flame color.

took out the second identical crystal maple leaf inside, Fang Beibei hugged both of them in his arms, looking at them over and over, contrasting, and cherishing them so much that he didn't want to let go.

"These two pieces are exactly the same in size!" Yang Guo smiled slightly and said, "The only difference is their connotation!" ”

"Connotation?" Fang Beibei asked in a daze.

Yang Guo smiled, took out the box just now, and took out a magnifying glass wrapped in a small wooden box, opened it and took out the magnifying glass, and put the box on the bed.

"Give me a slice!" Yang Guo said softly, "Don't worry, they're not that crispy, they're hard!" ”

Picking it up, under Fang Beibei's curious gaze, Yang Guo put the crystal maple leaf in the middle of the opened wooden box, and then pressed a switch next to it. It turned out that there was a small bulb inlaid in the middle of the wooden box, which suddenly illuminated the crystal maple leaf as bright as a flame. Of course, because of a bit of refraction and scattering, the light from the small bulb becomes very soft.

Yang Guo pointed the magnifying glass at the crystal maple leaf, focused on it, and motioned for Fang Beibei to look over.

"Wow! Shu millet, there are words! Fang Beibei covered his mouth with one hand, looked at Yang Guo in disbelief and said. [To read the latest chapters of this book, please search for 800]

Yang Guo smiled: "That's right! These two maple leaves, but they are micro-carved with the two letters I wrote to you! ”

The content of the letter, only Yang Guo knows at present, one is written in the past, and it is also the leaf that Fang Beibei sees now, Yang Guo recalled the moment when the two met with an impromptu poem, it was already love at first sight, but it was too dull, fortunately I didn't miss it!

And the second letter is the future, whether it is Yang Guo's promise or his vision, Yang Guo wrote the best future he could imagine in the crystal maple leaf symbolizing eternity, and gave it to Fang Beibei, wishing her eternal love for a lifetime!

"Papai ......" hasn't taken a serious look yet, Fang Beibei's tears tonight seem to be worthless, and they fell again, but this time they were tears of emotion!

"Fool!" Yang Guo helped her wipe away her tears with pity, and said with a smile, "I haven't seen it yet!" Why do you cry? ”

Fang Beibei gently pushed Yang Guo's arm, the affection in her heart filled those beautiful eyes, and she pleaded: "Shu Xiao, can you go take a bath?" I thought, I want to read them myself! ”

Although there are not many words carved on each leaf, Fang Beibei still wants to look slowly and quietly, only in her own environment, she can immerse herself and feel the love engraved on Yang Guo, not wanting to miss a single bit!

Yang Guo nodded, and while getting up, he advised: "Then you have to promise me, don't cry when you are moved, you have to laugh!" Our love is happy! It's not good to cry! ”

Fang Beibei nodded vigorously.

Yang Guo took his clothes, approached the bathroom, and looked at his back as the door of the bathroom that closed and disappeared, Fang Beibei picked up the magnifying glass, and carefully moved the small box containing the maple leaf in front of him, his movements were so gentle that he seemed to be worried that it would break if he used too much force.

At the beginning, Fang Beibei was still looking for the correct angle and distance, and the small words engraved by the micro-carved seal flickered under the magnifying glass, and he needed to aim at the place, calm his breath, and not shake his hands, so that he could see clearly.

"The elf jumping in my heart," should be the title, Fang Beibei saw the next line, it was, "Strange Shu Huang dedicated to his favorite baby!" ”

Fang Beibei couldn't help but laugh a little, her hands were still shaking, and she murmured softly: "I still remember that I am a strange Shu Xiao!" In her mind, she had the first glance, Yang Guo holding the infant Qiqi in the back and secretly watching her stunned!

"The drizzle is like silk \/Thick and thick\/Dripping leaves of grass are lush green." Fang Beibei read out the first paragraph gently, and her eyes began to blur, as if she was being brought into the realm he created by Yang Guo step by step.

In fact, this poem is said to be a poem, but it is not like a poem, it is less neat than the ancient style poem, and it cannot find a suitable genre for modern poetry, so let's call it a poem, an improvised love poem from the bottom of its heart.

"Lingering willow shoots turn into pearls\/Fall down the grass and gather into a trickle\/Quiet like a splash of ink and danqing\/Paint the background with coldness\/Harmony lacks a wisp of style." The second paragraph describes a picture, is it the view of the lake at that time? Like, not like....

"Inadvertently, I broke into a girl\/Brushed the branches and grass, disturbed the purity of the side\/Like the naughty elf jumping on the tip of the grass\/The slender feet danced and provoked the clear waves\/Shattered the crystal of the leaves\/Kneaded into the water that was intertwined."

I understand, the earliest painting is Yang Guo's state of mind. Because of the departure of his ex-girlfriend, he was sad, weeping, gloomy and directionless. But Fang Beibei's sudden intrusion brought vitality to his state of mind, bringing happiness and hope! Fang Beibei may not know, and Yang Guo may not notice it, at that time, his heart has already been knocked open!

"Like a stupid painter, this piece of heaven and earth\/Obsessed with the happy shadow\/With her unrestrained big eyes\/Messed up\/With a big stroke of the pen\/Erased the **, the sun shines."

He looked at the shadow by the lake, and her big eyes that smiled back, but his mood suddenly brightened, and Fang Beibei's kindness and gentleness were like sunshine, imprinted in Yang Guo's heart, warm.

"The lazy sun is like satin\/Soft and warm\/Spread the stream rippling." At the end of the paragraph, Yang Guo expressed his heart with the same sentence that echoed from beginning to end, because Fang Beibei's appearance in his life, he was like bathing in the warm sunshine every day, and there was no longer a drizzle of continuous emotional sadness, some, only the hope of going up every day!

didn't cry as moved as she was just now, Fang Beibei gently stroked the maple leaf engraved by Yang Guo with heart and love, and the corners of her mouth gently turned up, just like Yang Guo's state of mind, she also felt soaked in love at this moment, warm, so happy!

(Note: This song "The Elf Jumping in the Heart" is original, but it was not written by Xiao Han in response to the occasion, but when Xiao Han was still a little literate, he improvised it for the girl who was in his first love!)

It is true that the first love has become a thing of the past, and Xiao Han is unwilling to trace it too much, so he borrowed Yang Guo's hand to give this poem to Fang Beibei, but I just think that this poem is a little bit in line with this situation~ It is also a wish, I wish the love between Yang Guo and Fang Beibei is also the same as the first time, pure, warm, and keep going like this!

Don't think about it too much, Fang Beibei and Xiaohan's first love is not related in personality, after all. ）