Qing Zijin suddenly chuckled in a low voice: "The first time we met, you didn't know me, if you knew that I was a terrible and violent witch, I'm afraid I wouldn't praise the beautiful flowers on my head." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"How come, beautiful things, just beautiful, it has nothing to do with who you are, I remember, that day was as cold as today, you were wearing the same thin green clothes as today, stepping on clogs, and a cluster of pink-purple flower balls in your hair, like hydrangeas after rain......"

"When I heard that your surname was Lan, I became more interested in you, because I have always longed for the Lan family...... ...... at the prom ...... you've talked about," Aoko squinted a little sleepily like a kitten.

Lan Ruo took out a few crumpled pieces of paper from his arms and said softly: "This is my hand-drawn sketch of the Lan Family Wuhua True Palace, Jinghua Palace, Rose Garden, ......"

Qing Zijin looked at the drawings and smiled helplessly: "Hey...... Draw...... It's a little hard to see, but the rose garden must be beautiful......"

Lan Ruo bit his lower lip, his lips were even dripping with blood, and then he tried to say in a calm tone, "Well, it's beautiful." ”

Qing Zijin was silent for a moment, and continued: "That day, you looked so pitiful at the dance party, which made people feel that they couldn't leave you alone, and then you suddenly disappeared...... I...... It wasn't until then that I realized that I had always been alone...... I actually started to care about others. ”

"In two years, you gradually faded in my memory, I thought I had forgotten you, but when you came back, I found that the joy in my heart was ...... Something unusual...... I'm getting a little weird, in the arena I always subconsciously look for you in the crowd because looking at you...... It just makes me feel at ease......"

Lan Ruo opened his mouth to speak, but in the end he still couldn't say a word, silently.

Qing Zijin continued to whisper alone: "During the Civil War, when I saw you and Hongyue together, I don't know why my heart was sad, sour, and astringent...... I felt like I was about to cry, and then I saw the expression on your face as you looked at Red Moon and Joseph together...... It seems like I'm about to cry, I don't know how to comfort you, I can only accompany you to be sad......"

"Senior sister......" Lan Ruo turned his head slightly, lowered his eyes, and the scene he wanted to forget the most in his life flashed in front of his eyes - the blood that couldn't stop spurting from Hongyue's white neck.

And Qing Zijin didn't notice Lan Ruo's abnormality, she became weaker and weaker, and she was reluctant to even open her eyes, but she still said in a low voice: "We went to the battlefield together, and I was very worried when I saw you so naïve and soft on the enemy, so I secretly protected you by your side...... But then I realized that I couldn't even protect myself......"

Qing Zijin smiled a little self-deprecatingly, but coughed, and bright red blood splashed on Lan Ruo's cuffs, as bright as winter plums, shocking.

The blood left a vivid red on Qing Zijin's lips, and her skin was so pale that it seemed to be transparent.

"You...... Or don't talk. Lan Ruo's face also turned a little pale.

Qing Zijin felt that her eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and her eyes were almost a line, but she still whispered; "Garuda, I thought I was going to die...... I didn't expect you to show up out of nowhere...... It's like the hero that every girl has fantasized about at one time or another...... I'm really, really happy for saving me, though...... You weren't really you back then...... I know, but I still want to hug you, because you seem to be sad, lonely, and helpless...... I want my voice to reach you and let you know that I'm there for you......"

"Don't say it......" Lan Ruo lowered her head.

"I've always been a little ignorant, and I don't know why I care so much about your existence and want to be with you so much...... Until in Wanlin...... When you say to me, 'I won't let you die'...... Probably, until then...... I finally figured out what I wanted...... Yes...... I'm so stupid...... It turned out to be such a simple and straightforward thing......" Qing Zijin bit her lower lip and smiled, and her face was stained with a less obvious flush.

Lan Ruo's eyes were quietly filled with tears, and he looked at Qing Zijin in a daze.

"I like you." She said.