Looking at the fireworks that rose into the air like blooming flowers, as if she wanted to get closer to the past, she took a step towards Qingyu, and approached step by step.

Qing Yu's eyes looked at Xia Yaoyao who was reflected by the fireworks, and he had no time to take care of the flowers and the moon in the sky.

Xia Yaoyao, who was shrouded in fantasy colors, was dignified and beautiful, like a dream.

The distance between the two is very close, a finger's difference? no, maybe closer.

If you get close, you might be able to kiss it if you lower your head.

The fireworks rang out and bloomed, shaking Xia Yaoyao's body and mind, and the feelings that had been silent for hundreds of years seemed to be about to explode.

I don't know where to stay. All I can think about is to talk about it.

Like the cry of a newborn baby, just straightforwardly.

As if pulled by the flying light, he puffed out his shoulders.

That longing flew up with the fireworks.

A volcano called "Feelings" in the bottom of my heart erupts like fireworks in the sky.

"I, like you. ”

I like you, he heard such a sentence.

Xia Yaoyao's thoughts rose to the side of the moon with the fireworks, and finally turned into smoke and dust and poured towards Qingyu.

I really felt it, that feeling, that feeling, the feeling that had been sinking in his heart for hundreds of years, and was only recently noticed by him.

It also hit him exactly, stirring up layers of waves on the ocean called "Heart".

It was a wave called "joy".

At this time, it has nothing to do with the full moon that emits a glimmer, it has nothing to do with the fireworks that bloom, there is only each other in their eyes.

Seeing that Qing Yu had been speechless for a long time, Xia Yaoyao's heart trembled, but she still shouted out the voice in her heart.

"I.... I like you the most! ..... more than anyone else in the world."

“...... So, what do you want me to like the most?" Somehow, this phrase came to his mind.

He didn't know why he said that, but he wanted to hear more.

"And I..... Together. ”

"Yes, together. ”

"Thinking..... My thing. ”

"I'm thinking about it. ”

She raised her face violently, as if to spread away the messy hair that covered her eyes.

Moist eyes, swaying like the sun of the day.

"I hope you can go forever with me, and I hope you only think of me alone. ”

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Really, it's not like what Xia Yaoyao would say, he thought, thought.

It is also clear what this means by these words, because it should have been said by him.

It's just that it may not be as intense as Xia Yaoyao.

To sum it up, that's it.

"What do you mean by dating me?"

Not..... Is it the term communication, what will the Xuan Realm say?

He didn't know.

Speaking of which, is this any change from what it used to be? It doesn't seem to be.

Everything is in common, and I don't know when they will be together no matter what they do.

So after dating, it's pretty much the same.

The change he had feared before seemed to have nothing to fear. 69 school bags

Because the so-called change, in fact, is just like that.

"Hmm....."

"In that case, haven't we been doing what lovers would do for a long time?"

"Sure enough, it's not okay not to agree, after all, cultivating feelings is very troublesome. ”

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“..... Don't you want to?" she didn't know what his silence meant, and her upward gaze was a little gloomy.

This is asking what he doesn't want to do, he thought, and gave his answer.

"Nope. ”

As if she was cut to the skin, Xia Yaoyao's expression was dyed with pathos.

It's cute to have such a powerful change in expression in an instant, but if it goes on like this, it might be troublesome.

"It's not that I don't want to. ”

Although it has a negative meaning, what was denied by the 'no' just now is not Xia Yaoyao.

Feeling that it was troublesome to think, he touched Xia Yaoyao.

Watching her.

I miss her.

I didn't feel the slightest bit of unhappiness.

With Xia Yaoyao's fading lament, she looked up at the night sky.

The way home after the fireworks are scattered is the night that wants to fill the gap between everything.

Even if the light shines, there is no way to penetrate the night sky, only time, only tomorrow, to know the way forward.

I'm not sure what will happen after the change, but at the moment, there is no change.

Those troubles, those worries, I believe that tomorrow's me, the future I will solve, I believe even more, these, will not appear.

He, he thought.

Under the illumination of the moonlight and the blooming of fireworks, the two became lovers, and they will continue to move forward like this in the future.

Because there is more to them than that feeling.

The status is the same, and they also bear the expectations of the sect, they have been together for hundreds of years, and they will continue like this in the future, more complicated than friendship, and stronger than love.

Saving the world we live in together, friends, friends, partners who travel together, save the world together, and ....... together

There will be no one else like this in the future, their relationship is unique.

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The next day, I woke up in my bed, and when I opened my eyes, I saw the same ceiling, and this was the first thing I saw when I opened my eyes every day for a while.

I slept on my side when I slept, but when I woke up, I still saw the ceiling.

He didn't like the feeling, the monotonous colors, as if they were trying to suck people in.

At the same time, I couldn't open my eyes a little, and I almost closed them again, but now was not the time to sleep, although I remember that I fell asleep very late last night.

Of course, I didn't do anything, but I couldn't calm down after I came back, should I say I was excited?

No, this outcome was foreseen long before that.

Peaceful? No one can calm down, it's a weird feeling, a little unreal.

His hand touched his heart, and from it came the temperature of his own body, and the sound of his heart beating.

It's calm, calm as if nothing has happened, no waves.

"Sure enough, I was weird. ”

Everything from last night is still vivid, but in retrospect, it seems a little unreal.

That's real, he knows it.

So, in order to face this truth, he got up with sleepiness.