Once upon a time, there was a fairyland called the Corner of the Heavens.

There the four seasons are like spring, and the peaches bloom everywhere; It's beautiful and full of light; There are scorching peach blossoms there; There are rivers that flow gracefully; There are pear blossoms blooming from thousands of trees; There is a beautiful scenery show; There is also a man who is as quiet as a virgin.

The man's name is Xiao, and he is the beloved god of the heavenly palace in charge of the world, and the corner of the end of the sea is his mansion. Chapter 1089 of Chapter 376 of Book 57 of the Law of the Heavenly Palace stipulates: "Whoever serves as a priest is not a lover." But lovelessness does not mean true lovelessness, and the law is only prescribed because it exists.

So, the man flickered in this fairyland for ten thousand years. He was not lovely, so the man poured all his love into the pear tree in front of his door, and took care of it every day. Watering the water of this cape, absorbing the essence of the end of the world, shining through the sun and the moon, the fairy breath is smoking, and the fruit is finally fruitful.

The pear tree is a plant that has grown into a fine for 10,000 years and cultivated immortals for 10,000,000 years. However, because the pear tree in front of Xiao Sishen's door grows in the fairyland at the end of the world, and Xiao Sishen's love is used as an auxiliary material, it gradually has facial features, hair and skin, limbs, thinking, and emotion. It has become an immortal in just 10,000 years.

Xiao Sishen and Lixian, they naturally fell in love with each other.

This matter soon reached the ears of the Heavenly Emperor, who was furious. The two of them were escorted to heaven, and the queen mother had been loyal to her duties since Xiao Sishen took office, and it was not easy for Lixian to achieve positive results, and she saw that it was not wrong for the two to love each other, so she had the heart to let go, but she had to be punished because of the law. In desperation, he had to remove Xiao Sishen from his position, and put the two into reincarnation after three lifetimes, if the two of them still love each other after the third life, it will be regarded as no fault.

Nantianmen.

Xiao and Lixian hugged each other and jumped down from this red dust.

Life is impermanent, the world is impermanent, what will happen to the third life, the third life?

The first life.

The moon is like a hook. The silver-like moonlight shuttles through a courtyard in Jizhou City like a ghost, and the undulating chirping of fireflies is like an elegy of mourning. The wind was blowing, and the trees in the courtyard rustled and beat a sad song. The black clouds in the sky moved slowly, devouring the moon little by little, until it was completely engulfed.

Tonight. Something is destined to happen.

In the backyard, a dark shadow was pacing back and forth. The moonlight peeked out from behind the tumbling clouds and reflected directly on the dark shadow through the treetops, outlining a graceful figure. The angle of her forehead hanging down just buried her face in a haze, and we could not see the woman's appearance clearly, but we could only vaguely see that she was wearing a silk plain white embroidered yellow and Tilian skirt, with a peach sprinkled jacket on the outside, and the black green silk poured on her waist, slightly raised with the wind.

At this time. The woman raised her head slightly, the moonlight just shone on her face, her cheeks were condensed, and her nose was greasy with goose fat, what kind of peerless face was that? The eye waves are wandering, the eyebrows are frowning slightly, what kind of expression is that? Anxious, nervous or uneasy?

"Knock knock."

Sansheng's extremely slight knock on the door sounded. She looked around, then gently opened the back door. I saw a man in a white shirt walking sideways. Then she took him by the hand and walked through the garden into a side room. On the round table in the room, there is a pot of pear blossom wine and two celadon wine glasses.

The woman is soft and weak, as if she can't help but blow the wind, there is a faint sadness and loneliness between her eyebrows, and the plain long skirt seems to be a woman's commentary. set off the whole person even weaker. The long hair is casually poured around the waist, but the casualness makes people feel like that, only the casual long hair belongs to her.

The man looked at the woman in front of him stupidly, his eyes were wavering, as if he wanted to spend his life carving the woman's face into his mind. The same goes for women.

For a long time, "Draw a picture of me." She lifted her lips lightly, and walked over to the bookcase, inked for her, and then went to the dresser and sat down, and brushed her hair lazily. Looking at the face in the gorgeous copper makeup table mirror, which I feel enchanting and charming, it is so beautiful that it makes people feel flashy in a trance.

The man in white didn't speak, quietly walked to the bookcase, raised his sleeve and held the pen

Outside the window, the wind blew like an elegy of despair and desolation, but beyond that, there was only silence, silence, silence.

An hour had passed, and he put down his pen and ink, and sat down at the round table. The woman walked slowly to him, wanting to say nothing, but gently pushing a glass of poured wine towards him. The pear blossom wine is overflowing, intoxicating, like a thick sorrow, he looked at her, his eyes were deeply reluctant and determined. After a moment, he picked up the wine and drank it with his head up.

She watched him fall, tears running down his cheeks, down his nose, over his red lips, and finally down and dressing.

The woman tearfully poured another glass.

The celadon wine glass fell in her hand, and with a crisp sound, she slowly fell beside him, and used her last strength to hold the hand of the man in white, with a happy smile on the corner of her mouth, and the beauty stayed at this moment forever.

The soul is not there, but love is there.

Hold the hand of the son, and grow old with the son.

She is the eldest lady of the pear family, and he is just a painter, even if they love each other in a thousand ways, they still can't walk together, only in this way, only in this way can they be together forever, because the tear-jerking pear blossom wine is added to the crane top red.

II.

There is no man in Jizhou City who does not love Li Luqi, and Xiao Baichen is too, but his love is different from others, his love does not contain a trace of impurities, just simple admiration. He was a dusty man, clean, indifferent, and wise. He never wants the love of Li Luqi, not because he doesn't want to, but because he doesn't want to blaspheme.

Pear Luqi lives in the Green Rui Pavilion of the Fuchun Building, which is the largest Fengyue place in Jizhou City, and the Lilu Qi is the Oiran of the Fuchun Building.

In the land of fireworks, women are all smoky and charming, delicate, or enchanting or profligate. is obviously full of charm in his bones, but he pretends to have a noble and elegant posture, and his poetry and painting are not inferior to those ladies in the boudoir, or even better. Because the men who have a lot of money like it, and the men like the money in their pockets, they will give you a great deal of it. The women of the wind and dust have had enough of the hardships of life, and they need to exchange their appearance and youth for the happiness of the second half of their lives, and so is Pear Luqi.

Li Luqi was originally a woman who didn't believe in fate, but God just let her meet Xiao Baichen. On that day, the sky and the sun were beautiful, coinciding with the day of the election of the Oiran of the Fuchun Building, Li Luqi was dancing on the stage, and she glimpsed the whiteness from afar. That's the best-looking man Ri Luqi has ever seen. She watched the man in white leisurely sipping tea, and when she looked at Li Luqi, there was a faint appreciation in her eyes. Li Luqi's heart moved, and the dance was even more charming.

In this way, the hearts of the pear green Qi have become the top brand of Fuchun Building.

In this way, Li Luqi believed in her fate, and she felt that the man in white was her destiny.

That's it. The story has just begun.

After several inquiries, Li Luqi learned that the man's name was Xiao Baichen, Xiao Ya, Bai Jing, and out of the dust. So from then on, all she thought about was Xiao Baichen, when eating, when playing the piano, and when painting. When chanting poetry, even dreams are full of Xiao Baichen.

Li Luqi is the kind of woman who dares to love and hate. If she has Xiao Baichen in her heart, it will not be just an unrequited love for one person, so she will flirt with her eyebrows, secretly send Qiubo, perform on weekdays, and every time Xiao Baichen is on stage, she will perform more attentively. Xiao Baichen is a smart person, he naturally understands Li Luqi's affection.

As in many clichéd love stories, they fell in love.

I remember the day Xiao Baichen redeemed her. Li Luqi smiled and took out the ransom given by Xiao Baichen from the old bustard's hand, and said, "I sold myself here at the age of eleven. I've earned so much money for you, it's enough to redeem myself, right? Then when the old bustard and everyone had not come back to their senses, they took Xiao Baichen's hand and walked out of the spring building like a saucer. The old bustard looked at their backs and wondered if he remembered that he was young, so he didn't chase them, so he let them go.

However, the world is impermanent. No matter how beautiful a beauty is, she has her fixed number. Since ancient times, the red face has many lives and thin lives, like an eternal law, firmly imprisoning Li Luqi. After only a few months with Xiao Baichen, she began to vomit blood, Xiao Baichen was anxious, and after a period of time, she lost a lot of weight, and she no longer had the dusty appearance of the past. It's not that the doctor hasn't been invited, but after they came, they just looked at it a few times and shook their heads and left. Li Luqi lay on the bed and watched Xiao Baichen worry about her day and night. I don't feel good either. In fact, Li Luqi knew in her heart that she was the root of the disease that she had fallen since she was a child, and there was no cure, and she was afraid that she only had a few months left to live. But she couldn't bear to say to Xiao Baichen, who was full of hope and kept looking for a doctor for her.

Li Luqi has been sick like this, and she treats every day with Xiao Baichen as if it were a year.

Day after day.

Suddenly, one day, Li Luqi asked Xiao Baichen to take her to Chixu Cliff to watch the sunset. With the afterglow of the sunset, Li Luqi danced the last dance of her life for Xiao Baichen. Life blooms with a strange brilliance in this last moment. In this way, the pear green danced and fell off the cliff with her head up, as if to end the love of this life.

Xiao Baichen is an idiot who will be obsessed with a lifetime once he loves him, and he grabbed Li Luqi's hand at the moment when Li Luqi fell off the cliff.

Hold the hand of the son, and grow old with the son.

Xiao Baichen took Li Luqi's hand, and his eyes burned on her, and he fell with her to the bottom of this Chixu cliff

The sun slowly sets, the clouds drift slowly, the trees sway quietly, and the wind whines

What is life and death? That's why they loved each other.

III

Heaven.

"What? You said that Xiao Sishen Yuanshen entered the wrong reincarnation in the third life! The Heavenly Emperor squinted at the Reflection Mirror in mid-air of the main hall.

"Back to Your Majesty, that's true. The reincarnation division on duty at that time was a newcomer who had just been promoted this year, so he didn't know that Xiao Sishen's body was in love with the third life, but it was an unintentional mistake. "Yue Lao is dressed in a red robe, lining his originally fair skin is more translucent and moist, and his bewitching eyes look at the refraction mirror, and his eyes reflect the wisdom and banter that do not match the appearance." It's just that the originally set ending seems to be about to be disturbed by this unintentional mistake. ”

The queen mother looked at the image in the mirror with a worried face, and said: "These two lives have been bitter for this pair of idiots." Falling in love is not a heinous thing, so why bother? Old Yue, I ordered you to help the two of them in the lower realm, don't let them miss it. ”

"Obey orders!"

"Hold the hand of the son, grow old with the son." is the most desolate sentence.

But my mother waited for this promise for a whole life. Watching the years carve deep and shallow fine lines on her face, across the scarred heart, it was shocking.

Li Ximu asked her mother: "Is it worth it?" ”

The mother just murmured lightly: "Mu'er, when you bury such a person in your heart, you won't ask that anymore." ”

As a result, loneliness slowly passed by under the lapse of time.

The mother's name is Li Qingyi, from Jinzhou, a water town in the south of the Yangtze River with Wu Nong's soft language. It's a joke.

At that time, Liqing's clothes were peerless, just like the most gorgeous Kodan, and the beauty was thrilling.

Such a woman is naturally proud.

But no matter how proud. After all, she is only a twenty-eight girl, and she also hopes to meet the true son of destiny.

Jinzhou in March is beautiful, with beautiful swallows and full of spring.

Spring tour, apricot blossoms blow all over the head, who is young and romantic. Li Qingyi also met such a dignified man in this spring-filled Wanqu Lake. So the girl's heart broke through the ground like spring shoots.

A man like that has never been seen before by Li Qingyi. Handsome and delicate, humble and gentle, with a hint of indifferent fame and fortune. The girl's heart was tied to the man.

At that time, Li Qingyi made all men crazy. It's not just because of her looks, but also because of her singing skills. At that time, she was already a famous character. The Li Qingyi on the stage is moving. babbling and singing the grievances and sorrows of the women in the play, the beauty is like a fairy, and it does not eat the fireworks of the world.

Such a woman is naturally proud.

But no matter how arrogant she is, after all, she is just a beautiful woman, and she also looks forward to being able to truly love others.

Of course, the man was moved.

So, acquaintance. Knowing each other, loving each other.

Fluttering butterflies in spring, appreciating lotus in summer, looking at the moon in autumn, and listening to snow in winter. The piano is harmonious, and the affection is lingering. In the end, the gap between hearts and minds is filled.

The man was quietly buried in Li Qingyi's heart, taking root and spreading wantonly. Tightly wrapped around the girl's soft heart, it has become a beautiful vein on the heart wall. With the heartbeat, rippling and rippling. Li Qingyi knows that this feeling is called happiness.

Li Qingyi's eyes are very big and bright, revealing a little tenderness, cleansing the most tenacious string in people's hearts. The fortune teller said that such a woman would have an unfortunate fate.

Time flies.

Three years have passed in the blink of an eye. Li Qingyi took the young her to stand at the head of the bridge and sent her father to Beijing to take the exam. Three years of happy life made Li Qingyi forget, even if the man back then was really indifferent to fame and fortune, no one could be like this for the rest of his life, even Zhuge Kongming couldn't do it, let alone his father?

My mother stood at the head of the bridge like this, watching my father drift away, and finally disappeared. She looked at her mother. The expression was sad, and there was deep reluctance in his clear eyes. The wind lifted her clothes, and her clothes flew and looked thin and depressed.

Such a woman is naturally strong.

But no matter how strong she is, after all, she is just a woman like water. I also hope that I can guard my husband and children and live an ordinary life. for a lifetime.

There is a saying in this world that "the moon is cloudy and sunny".

After years of hard study, my father became an official after all, and he also abandoned his mother. As if to atone for his sins, he bought a courtyard in the east of the city, and placed the young her and her mother in it, leaving a large sum of money and a letter of resignation. Since then, Li Ximu has never seen that man again, and so has her mother.

The days went on like this, little by little, and endured. The mother cried, hurt, resented, and hated, and finally calmed the resentment in the bottom of her heart and stopped asking. Li Ximu knows that her mother's heart is broken, and now her mother will sleep, eat, teach her to recite poetry and paint, and will laugh happily when she sees herself happily telling her the interesting things she has seen on the street recently. It's just that the smile has not answered the bottom of the eye for many years. The once beautiful Shui Qingyi fell silent and disappeared, leaving only the puppet-like body in front of her, as if living for her, lifeless.

Looking at her mother like this, Li Ximu suddenly hated that ungrateful man.

She hated the man.

She hated him.

It's spring again.

The young branches spit green, the grass grows and the warbler flies, and the pear blossoms in the city are in full bloom one by one, the snow is as white as this, and it is very good-looking. Li Ximu was dressed as a man, holding a folding fan and walking alone in Jinzhou City.

Today's Jinzhou City is destined to be lively, with the sound of gongs and drums from far and near, pedestrians on the street have given way to a road, talking to each other.

"I heard that the prefect welcomed his relatives today?"

"Yes, you said that our prefect has been marrying the fifth aunt for too long, and then he will marry again!"

"Shhhh Be quiet! Don't let anyone hear about it. People are powerful and powerful, and it doesn't matter how much they want to marry. ”

"Alas, I only see the newcomer laughing, and I don't hear the old man crying."

Li Ximu frowned slightly, stopped, and looked sideways. Looking at the prefect in the middle of the street in a red wedding dress looking at the people around him with a high spirit, the officials behind him kept throwing happy money to the people on both sides, and for a while everyone was vying for it, and it was very lively.

The scene in front of him coincided with the memory, and the man back then was also like the prefect now, and eight people carried a sedan chair to marry another woman. At that time, she and her mother were heartbroken when they listened to the noise on the street, and Li Ximu never wanted to believe that the father who once loved her and her mother so much left their mother and daughter like this.

Now, looking at the festive greeting team in front of him, he smiled self-deprecatingly: "Yes, I saw the newcomer laughing, but I heard the old man crying." ”

Turn and leave.

Evening on the outskirts of the city.

The sunset reflects the red of the sky, and the afterglow of the setting sun pours down lightly from the sky. Shroud everything in silence. Li Ximu sat by the lake, casually throwing stones into the lake. Looking at the sparkling lake, layers of sadness rippled in my heart, my originally bright eyes lost their brilliance, and the waves in my heart surged wildly when I lowered my eyes.

After all these years, the man really never came back to see their mother and daughter. The mother pretended to be happy in front of her, why not Liximu?

Since she was a child, whenever she asked her mother when she would come back, her mother's eyes would always show a deep sadness, and then she would be in a daze. In the end, he smiled and said to her, "Your father is just going out and will come back." ”

Until one day, she rushed back from the street, happily threw herself into her mother's arms, and asked happily with a smile like a spring flower: "Mother, my daughter saw her father on the street today, is my father already back?" ”

Then she felt her mother's body stiffen, and in the end, she just hugged her and cried desperately. Heaven and earth are eclipsed. Li Ximu was at a loss to hug her mother's thin body, and that night the two of them sat in the yard with each other in their arms and cried all night.

The next day. Li Ximu calmly helped her mother into the room to rest, and from then on she knew that her father would never come back. So, from then on, she and her mother have pretended to live very happy, happy and strong lives until now, in fact, they both know each other's injuries in their hearts, but they can't bear to expose them.

Stand up and pat the dust off your body and go home. When he walked to the front of the house, Li Ximu put away his sadness, and then pushed the door in with a smile, "Mother, I'm today"

There is no one in Jinzhou City who does not know Xiao Shuqi. This is not only because he is the only son of the prefect of Jinzhou, but also because of his beautiful face.

Li Ximu has always believed that Xiao Shuqi is really as beautiful as others say, after all, a man's face can't be so beautiful.

But at this moment, the man was standing under the willow tree by the lake, dressed in white and dusty, and the wind was blowing, and his clothes were fluttering. The soft sunlight casts sporadic silhouettes through the fine fragments of the leaves, sprinkling a brilliant light on the body of the man in white. All of a sudden, everything around me was eclipsed.

The man had a dusty elegance.

Someone once said that Xiao Shuqi's beauty has nothing to do with appearance, but temperament. And at this moment, he seems to exist to verify this sentence.

Li Ximu stood on the bridge like this, looking at Xiao Shuqi in a daze.

After some time, the man seemed to notice her gaze and turned his head slightly. The eyes of the two met in the air, his eyes clear and lazy, with a hint of seduction. Strange emotions grew in the body, and as the blood spread to the heart, the heartbeat suddenly became uncontrollable and faster.

Xiao Shuqi looked at the woman standing not far away, her eyes quickly swept over the men's clothes she was wearing, and the cloth under her eyes was deep, but it quickly closed, as if it was an illusion.

Xiao Shuqi curled his lips slightly and smiled gently at Li Ximu.

Li Ximu was stunned for a moment, her heart was disturbed by the laughter, she hurriedly looked away, and her face instantly turned red. Look at him again. only to find that he had already left, and his original shyness was replaced by loss. Li Ximu thought that she should be in love with him at first sight.

It's just that she didn't expect the price of sinking at this glance.

It's night.

The moonlight is like a wash. Li Ximu sat next to her mother, staring at the moon quietly on her mother's knees, and her mother gently followed her hair. After a long time, Li Ximu muttered: "Mother, tell me about you and your father." ”

The mother's hand paused between her hair, and then it went on as usual.

She heard her mother sigh softly, and then whispered in the softest voice she had ever heard: "At that time, my mother and your father had just met. Your father is a very talented person, and my mother is so desperately in love with your father, and your father also likes it very much. Then my mother and your father built a grass house on the outskirts of the city, and it was a beautiful place, and there was a lake in front of it, and the two of us lived happily there for two years.

Your father always said that meeting me was the greatest happiness in his life. My mother likes butterflies, so your father caught many butterflies to make my mother happy. Singing poems and painting with my mother. Sometimes he played the piano and danced with him, and he said that I was the most beautiful at that time. ”

"Later, my mother became pregnant with you, and your father used all his savings to buy a small courtyard house in the city. It's where you lived when you were a kid. Later, after I gave birth to you, your father decided to take the test for fame in order to make our mother and mother live a good life. ”

Li Ximu moved his posture and asked, "Were you happy at that time?" ”

The mother listened to her words, and said dreamily: "The mother is a drama." It's a blessing to meet your father. Those three years were the happiest time in my mother's life. ”

Li Ximu raised her head and looked at her mother, the silver-white moonlight gilded a thin halo on her body, like a melancholy fairy, as if the beautiful Li Qingyi had returned. She thinks that her mother should love her father very much, and she loves him so much that she can forgive him for the mistakes he has made.

But she wouldn't allow it! She didn't allow that man to waste her whole life by only giving her mother three years of happiness! She is not a mother, she will never be able to forgive that incompetent father-in-law and father!

When Li Qingyi first appeared on the stage, she was amazed. Such a mother, her daughter is naturally out of place. It's just that Li Ximu's beauty is a little more enchanting and charming than Li Qingyi.

Because of this. So in the past, when I went out, I always dressed up as a man, which saved a lot of trouble. Today, Li Ximu is dressed in a plain white embroidered yellow women's dress, with a pair of eyes full of light, indescribably delicate and moving.

She Shi Shiran took broken steps and met Xiao Shuqi unexpectedly, and when his gaze touched her, Li Ximu clearly saw a touch of surprise in his eyes. A smile crept up the corners of her mouth, full of joy Xiao Shuqi's startling glance.

Since then. Every day, Li Ximu will meet Xiao Shuqi in his steps. In this way, from the very beginning of the passing of shoulders to the later look at each other and smile.

Until one day, Xiao Shuqi and her "coincidentally" met again on the shore of Wanqu Lake. His sparkling dark eyes stared at her for a moment, then gracefully walked this way. The crisp manly breath is close at hand. Li Ximu lowered her head, her cheeks crimson, and her heartstrings fluttered.

Xiao Shuqi smiled like a spring breeze and saluted her slightly, "Miss." The frequent encounters between you and me can be described as fate, and today's wind and sun are beautiful, and Wanqu Lake is also beautiful. I wonder if the young lady would like to go boating here? ”

Li Ximu raised her head, her watery eyes were shining, and she watched the love in his eyes bloom. Affectionate. The face was as beautiful as a red glow, and the brilliance under the eyes suddenly appeared, and then the red lips opened lightly: "Childe's good intentions, how can the little girl refuse." ”

The spring breeze is soft, the water is rippling, the painting boats on Wanqu Lake are staggered, and the sons and daughters of many official families are taking advantage of the good spring to go boating and playing. The joyful laughter accompanied by the faint sheng song and dance on the painting boat is particularly beautiful.

Li Ximu and Xiao Shuqi sat in a light boat together, a little embarrassed, and they didn't dare to look at Xiao Shuqi sitting there, so they had to turn their eyes away.

There were a few dusty women gathered on the flower boat not far from them, all dressed as deceptive flowers and willows, leaning on the railing and beckoning, so not high-profile. The spring sun is gorgeous, shining on the red-covered faces that look more and more delicate, coupled with the charming laughter, the eyes of the noble sons present are all gathered.

Li Ximu turned his gaze and secretly glanced at Xiao Shuqi, wanting to see if a man like him was like those boys, but when he raised his head, he crashed into a deep feeling.

What does he seem to be thinking?

Sensing her gaze, Xiao Shuqi retracted his thoughts and smiled at Li Ximu, the smile was warm and peaceful, just like this warm day.

Li Ximu was flustered again.

"Hehe, in Xia Xiao Shuqi, dare to ask what Miss is called?" The low smile is like a catkins floating down in the spring, falling softly in the palm of the hand, blown by the wind, slightly floating with a hint of itching.

Li Ximu's eyes flowed, and her voice was shy: "Xiao Gongzi doesn't need to be polite, just call me Li Ximu." ”

Xiao Shuqi glanced at the painting boat that had been stopping somewhere opposite, and still smiled gently: "Miss Li, do you say that you have a fate with you?" ”

When Li Ximu heard this, his cheeks suddenly turned even redder, and he thought to himself, did he know that he deliberately approached him? Don't you think she is as shameless as those dusty women?

Thinking of this, Li Xi Mu Dai frowned slightly, chagrin appeared on her face, and under the entanglement in her heart, a thin layer of sweat floated on the wing of her nose, shining brightly in the sunlight. It is more beautiful and moving against the whole face.

"Xiao Gongzi, I" Li Ximu was just about to say something, but Xiao Shuqi reached out and pressed it on her lips, covering up the explanation she was about to blurt out.

I saw him chuckle and look at her with tenderness: "Miss Li, I'm afraid that what I will say next is a bit abrupt and beautiful." But not to mention that I feel a little sad in my heart, what do you say? ”

"Xiao Gongzi, but it doesn't hurt to say it." Li Ximu lowered her head and didn't dare to look at him.

Xiao Shuqi looked at the woman in front of him, and a dark light appeared in his eyes: "Does Miss Li know that she has admired you for a long time?" ”

"What?" Looking up in disbelief, Li Ximu couldn't believe his words, it turned out that he had always liked her?

"Scares you, doesn't it?" Xiao Shuqi's eyes were filled with sadness, and there was sadness between his eyebrows. It seems that Li Ximu's disbelief makes him very sad, "But what I said below is all true." ”

Li Ximu lowered her eyes to hide the brilliance in her eyes, and her heart was already happy.

That's what you want, and everything seems to be a natural one.

Spring is like a dream.

She and Su Qi boated on Wanqu Lake, released paper kites, and sang peach blossoms. The red thread that bound the two of them became tighter and tighter, and the closer they were. From time to time, Li Ximu sat at home thinking about himself and Su Qi, and smiled when he raised land. It's fun to watch her. The mother is also happy.

Summer like a drop.

Li Ximu looked at the large lotus flowers in the pool, and was moved for no reason, and raised her eyes to look at Su Qi, her eyes were filled with smoke and fog, and she was affectionate. So is Su Qi.

Autumn is like drunk.

Li Xi Mu snuggled in Su Qi's arms and watched the full moon, listening to him tell her ancient moving legends in a deep and beautiful voice. He said that he would love her only one person and love her alone for the rest of his life like Wu Gang loved Chang'e. That's how the promise of a lifetime was made. Li Ximu shyly buried her face in his arms, and the feeling of happiness overflowed from her heart little by little.

Winter is like rain.

She danced in the snow like a fairy in the snow. A bright smile like a red plum blooming in the snow. Su Qi stood not far away. Looking at her and smiling, the pampering in her eyes is needless to say.

That's it. Li Ximu was addicted to Su Qi's gentleness and couldn't extricate herself, she could even understand her mother's uncomplaining and unrepentant attitude towards her father.

Just like her mother said, she has a person buried in her heart.

buried Xiao Shuqi.

The inky black sky was dotted with stars, and from time to time it slid over two beautiful imprints, and the starlight actually overshadowed the bright moon and illuminated the entire sky. They are all competing for the last splendor of life.

Li Ximu lay on her side in Shu Qi's arms. Quietly gazing at the sky, there are bursts of insect chirping in my ears, like the whispers of lovers. Although it was summer, the wind in the early morning was still a little cool, and it gently drilled into Su Qi's arms. complained that he had to sit here all night waiting for the sunrise today, but the corners of his mouth were filled with happy smiles.

I don't know how long it took, the sky gradually turned white, and a few flashes of morning glow reflected in the east, which was extremely gorgeous. Everything around was annihilated by it in an instant, and it was colored.

Then the red glow spread across the sky, and the sky and the earth were filled with red and brilliant glow. A red sun rose in the brightness, and in a moment the whole world was shrouded in a thin golden veil, and the sky and the earth suddenly brightened.

Ri Ximu stood up, deeply shocked by the beautiful scenery in front of him. She thought that the most beautiful and magnificent scenery in the world was the sunrise.

Turning his head to look at Shu Qi, he looked at himself dotingly, his smile was as warm as a spring breeze, and the morning glow reflected a soft light on his face, and at this moment he was like a god son who could not be blasphemed.

Strange feelings surged between the two, and tears flowed out of her eyes in vain, Su Qi wiped her tears in a panic, and looked at him like this, and Li Ximu cried more and more fiercely.

For a long time, Li Ximu looked at him with wide misty eyes, "Su Qi, what should I do if you don't want me one day?" ”

Xiao Shuqi sighed and gently took her into his arms and kissed her hair, "There won't be a day, Mu'er." ”

It's just that what she didn't see was that Xiao Shuqi didn't have a trace of affection in her eyes when she said this.

The sunlight gradually became white, warm and tranquil on the body. The picture scroll is generally beautiful.

Time passed little by little, leaning on Su Qi's arms, she couldn't resist the gnawing of the sleeping insects all night, and finally fell asleep in that warm and fresh arms.

Xiao Shuqi stretched out his hand and touched the sleeping hole on the back of Li Ximu's neck, the tenderness in his eyes had long been gone, and his voice was cold without the slightest emotion: "Come out." ”

A trace of clothes piercing the air streaked across the night sky, and a man who seemed to be a fairy appeared in the morning light.

The man was dressed in a lake-green robe, his slender body was slightly thin, his black satin hair was tied with a ribbon at will, and a few strands of hair were slightly scattered on his forehead, passing over his slightly raised slender eyebrows and high nose bridge, and finally lightly resting on the two thin red lips, with the gentle breeze blowing, the man's skin was fair and flawless, and the morning light reflected on it with a faint pink.

It's just that such a skin lining a man looks too feminine.

I saw the man cover his mouth and laugh lowly, with a hint of charm between his eyebrows and eyes, and his voice was thin and soft: "I didn't expect Pavilion Master Xiao to have such a tender side, no wonder, with such a beauty in his arms, no one can bear it." It's just that the next moment, the man's tone changed in vain, "But Lord Xiao, it's been a year, and our master is also a little anxious." ”