In fact, it is still a little shameless to be said by a boy, after all, people have never confessed, as if she is self-inflicted.

However, it is better to have no face than to have trouble, whether she is too sensitive, or Wu Chao is unwilling to admit it, it is the best to let all possibilities end here.

"Xiaohe, didn't you give me a lot of ideas when my inn was newly renovated? Your ideas are very popular with the guests, but they have helped me a lot, and I am very grateful to you. So......" he was still a little restrained, "so, I just wanted to...... We...... It's also fate to be neighbors, isn't it good to take care of each other? ”

She looked up at him and smiled, "Of course it's good." I felt a little embarrassed, but I was also relieved.

Wu Chao seemed to feel relaxed after saying these words, but he didn't know how to continue to pick up the topic if he continued to stay, so he only told her that there was still something to do at the inn, so he left first.

Ye Qinghe finally had time to think about what kind of mentality she and Xiao Yiting should use to face this reunion in the game.

Sitting in front of the computer, staring at the game icon on the desktop, as if it were a mysterious mechanism, touching it can open the door to another world......

Shouldn't Xiao Shaohe's world be permanently sealed?

Suddenly, the night wind came the tinkling sound of the zither tuning.

There will be some talented shops on the riverbank, and from the beginning of the night, some music will be played, such as "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night" or "Plum Blossom Three Alleys", as a cheering show for customers.

Her feet are inconvenient, I don't know where these songs come from, and I never inquire, some things, the hazy state is the most beautiful, specific, understood, but less artistic conception, especially, before she goes to sleep, if she can still hear these songs, she will often think to herself between half dreaming and half waking up, which deep boudoir is the young lady, thinking about the moon, and complaining about lovesickness......

This kind of imagination and listening is also a very charming thing in Jiangnan life.

I don't know, what will be played tonight?

The summer evening breeze blows gently, sending the sweet and greasy taste of duck egg powder in the fragrant powder shop, the glutinous fragrance of steamed Jiang rice cake in the pastry shop, and the fireworks of I don't know who's house, and the smell of the sauce elbow burned.

The sound of the piano always flows slowly in the dusk of this fireworks atmosphere, like the faint moonlight that clears the clouds and fog, bringing the whole town into the ancient charm of the south of the Yangtze River.

And today, the song that sounded turned out to be "Vain Eyebrows......

She froze......

I will never forget the swan song when I was eighteen years old, poignant, introverted, profound, persistent, and I will never forget the tears that flowed down my face......

One is Langyuan Immortal, the other is beautiful jade and flawless, if you say that there is no strange fate, you will meet him again in this life, if you say that there is a strange fate, how can the heart finally be empty......

One is in vain, one is empty, one is the moon in the water, and the other is a flower in the mirror......

I don't know where this body lives, I don't know when it is at this moment, and even, I can't tell whether this song is in my ears, whether it is Hu Le or Zheng Yin, and somehow, the mouse has clicked on the game, the mountains are flowing, the oblique clouds are flying rainbows, and the sonorous music in the game has scratched off the Zheng song, and she falls in the bustling market.

The street market under the starry sky, the red lights are hanging high, the crowd is crowded, she stands in the crowd, far away, a large piece of golden light is speeding closer, hair is like snow, clothes are like blood, the blade in her arms is a yaoqin, also red and dazzling, whistling away from her eyes, carrying a wind lotus that will always follow him, the same red clothes as him, and the weapon "full moon" in his hand is so red that it wants to drip blood......

It turned out that this was the couple outfit he made last night......

It's beautiful......

Even the weapons have been transformed into such a wonderful shape......

Clicking on the leaderboard, he was dressed in red and bloody, standing at the top of the peaks, and after changing the shape of the weapon, his mood was written: Who listens to the broken string......

Five words, hitting the warm and soft string in her heart.

Inexplicably, her heart suddenly precipitated......

It seems to have returned to the time of eighteen, the flamboyant and domineering teenager led her to fly over a thousand mountains, and the melancholy and frizzy child played the huqin alone......

The corners of the eyes are wet, but not bitter tears, the inner strings, gently plucked, rippling warm ripples, the world is instantly bright and cheerful......

The strings are broken, and there are people who listen, in far away, and also by your side, listening quietly......

"City Wars! Speed YY Collection! The elders of the gang gave orders for him.

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