Although it is summer, the nights in the north are still a little cool.

Ding Lan was wearing a black dress, standing on the balcony of the hotel room, looking at the dyed sky and bright stars, and her whole heart felt inexplicably peaceful.

For the first time in her life, she had this sense of tranquility.

And Ding Lan knew that all this was given to her by the man named Xiaodao.

Thinking of the knife, the corners of Ding Lan's mouth couldn't help but smile. Her acquaintance with him is not very gorgeous, and even a little embarrassing. But fate is often the most tricky.

Ding Lan thought, I'm afraid Xiaodao didn't expect that the two of them would come to this point at that time.

From sex to love, that's pretty much it.

Just thinking about it, behind him, suddenly there was a wide embrace. The knife had just taken a shower, and there was a refreshing breath all over his body. The mint-flavored shower gel slid into the tip of his nose coolly, but Ding Lan's heart was a warm mess.

She relaxed herself and let herself lean into the embrace behind her.

"What are you thinking?"

The knife's arm tightened in front of Ding Lan's body, and his jaw was affectionately pressed against her emaciated shoulder socket, gently rubbing it intentionally or unintentionally, bringing Ding Lan a burst of crispy numbness.

Ding Lan gathered his mind slightly:

"We!"

The knife was paused, and in a place where Ding Lan couldn't see, a light smile was evoked:

"What are you thinking of us?"

Ding Lan pursed her lips and raised her eyes to look at the stars in the sky:

"Do you believe in fate?"

Destiny?

Ding Lan's question made the knife stunned for a moment. Does he believe in fate?

In the past, of course, he didn't believe it. His background is not enough for outsiders. His past is full of blood. And these, of course, were not chosen for him by fate.

He only believes in himself, and believes that man will conquer heaven.

This is also the reason why he became friends with Lin Man. Because both of them are like this, believing in themselves is more than fate.

His life experience and past have never been told to Ding Lan. Ding Lan never asked, not because he didn't want to tell her, but because he had already decided to break away from the past.

His new life began the moment he met Ding Lan.

The so-called past, of course, is not so important.

As for fate?

The knife calmed his mind slightly, and with a low and tactful, melodious voice like a cello, he said word by word:

"I believe in myself more than fate!"

Sure enough!

Ding Lan smiled quietly, this man looks deep on the surface, but the coldness and arrogance in his bones have already been inadvertently revealed.

"Hmm!"

Ding Lan responded in a low voice, and his body was suddenly pulled by a knife.

The two of them faced each other, and in an instant, the four eyes touched, and Ding Lan suddenly crashed into the deep eyes of the knife as if they were the sky rendered by ink at the moment.

If she sinks into it, Ding Lan thought, she must be willing.

Sink like this forever, never open your eyes again, never hear any sound again.

Ding Lan looked at the knife so straight, and the knife also stared at Ding Lan deeply, at that moment just now, he suddenly felt that he had something to say to let Ding Lan know.

There are some things that Ding Lan has to choose.

The thin and sexy lips pursed slightly, and after a moment, the knife slowly spoke:

"Ding Lan, my past ......"

"If you don't want to say it, you can not say it!"

Before Xiaodao could say all the words, Ding Lan interrupted very understandingly.

She has always been like this, and she has never been forced to make things difficult.

Ding Lan's answer was not much more than Xiaodao expected, he had already guessed that Ding Lan would not be the kind of person who was obsessed with his past. Although, she can't let go of her own past.

Knife smiled, then shook his head:

"Nope! Ding Lan!

I'm talking to you about this now, just to leave the choice up to you! ”

The knife's words suddenly made the smile on Ding Lan's lips pause.

The knife slightly chilled his mind:

"Ding Lan, if you want to know, at this moment, I am willing to tell you all about my past without reservation!

Of course, if you choose not to ask, I won't tell!

Just because, from the moment I met you, my past, the past of the knife, is no longer there!

From now on, from this moment on, my life and my destiny will be in your hands!

You say I'm a knife, I'm a knife! You say I'm Fan Ye! I'm Fan Ye! ”

As he spoke, he couldn't help but shake Ding Lan's shoulder, and at that moment, Ding Lan suddenly smiled.

What she knew, she always knew, she was lucky to be able to meet such a good man as Xiaodao in this life.

Although, even at this moment, the understanding between the two has not reached the point of going deep into the bone marrow, but Ding Lan just knows!

She smiled, and her cold eyes were full of unconcealable charms.

She slowly raised her hand and put it on the palm of the knife, which was not big, but it was enough to shock the voice of the knife's heart, word by word:

"Don't think of the past, don't fear the future!

From now on, your life will be handed over to me, and my life will be handed over to you!

Even if in the next second, our lives will end, as long as we spend this last moment with each other, it will not be in vain! ”

At that moment, Xiaodao looked at Ding Lan and looked at the light in her eyes, which seemed to have fallen into the stars, brighter than the night sky at the moment.

The knife suppressed the throbbing in his heart and took Ding Lan into his arms:

"Good!"

……

The next day, the two of them left the Hanging Water Tower Waterfall and came to another nearby scenic spot.

Last night, Xiaodao heard the tourists next to him talking about an underground forest not far from the Hanging Water Tower Waterfall.

In the past, it was near a volcanic crater, and after the eruption, it left such a strange landscape.

Xiaodao thought about taking Ding Lan to go shopping, the dense forest growing under the crater, and the imagination made people yearn for it.

But what Xiaodao didn't expect was that after he told Ding Lan about this idea, Ding Lan just smiled and told him-

No matter how beautiful the scenery is, if you don't look at it with you, it will be boring.

This woman ......

From the moment he met Ding Lan, Xiaodao knew that compared with herself, she was an out-and-out veteran of the love scene. But he knew better that after being with him, everything Ding Lan said was sincere.

It's just because her gaze when she looks at him when he speaks, it is clear and frank, which makes people's hearts ripple.

Finally, we arrived at the underground forest, because you have to climb to the top of the crater and look down to feel the majesty. So the knife pulled Ding Lan all the way up.

The road is not easy to walk, Ding Lan seems to have little exercise, plus the original life is indulgent, always smoking, drinking, and always touching those things, so he is jealous of the lack of exercise.

After crawling for a while, Xiaodao's face did not change color and his heart did not beat, but Ding Lan was already out of breath.

Her fair skin was coated with a faint flush, and under the sun, it was soft and frightening.

But the stubbornness in her eyes made Xiaodao admire, this woman ...... The stubbornness in his bones will always crash into people's hearts unexpectedly.

Even so, the knife was a little distressed.

He slowed down, walked up to Ding Lan, and bowed:

"Come!"

Seeing this, Ding Lan couldn't help frowning:

"You want to carry me?"

"Isn't that obvious?"

Ding Lan pursed his lips in displeasure:

"I'm not so ......industrious," he said, as if he had suddenly thought of something, and a hint of cunning flashed across his eyes, and he leaned down and approached the knife.

Her rapid breath sprayed the base of the knife's ears with a scorching wave of air, sending shivers.

However, she still used the kind of voice that can only be made when she is in bed, and said softly in the ear of the knife:

"Don't you know if I'm in good health?"

Xiaodao was stunned for a moment, his narrow eyes couldn't help but squint slightly, and in the blink of an eye, he saw the cunning in Ding Lan's eyes and the smile that couldn't be hidden at the corner of his mouth.

He suddenly understood.

This woman ...... She just did it on purpose!

"I know very well!

But ......"

The knife paused slightly, deliberately lengthening the end note, as if to emphasize what was said later:

"I want to experience what it's like to carry the world on my back!"

“……”

Ding Lan suddenly stopped talking, before, she had always thought that a man like Xiaodao would not say that kind of soft love words.

But at this moment, she realized that she was wrong!

He said he was going to carry the whole world on his back!

Does it mean that, to him, she is the whole world?

Thinking of this, Ding Lan no longer resisted, and smiled and handed over his whole person to the man in front of him.

The moment she lay on the back of the knife, she seemed to be able to understand the feeling of the knife.

"Is it heavy?"

The knife carefully carried Ding Lan on his back, stepped on the steep steps, and walked up step by step, and when Ding Lan's voice came from behind him, he couldn't help but smile:

"Heavy!"

“……”

Ding Lan's face darkened suddenly, you know, no matter what kind of woman she is, it is not a thing to be happy about!

What's more, it's at the level of a beauty like Ding Lan!

However, before Ding Lan completely turned his face, Xiaodao chuckled:

"Light as a feather, but heavier than everything!"

One sentence, a few words, but Ding Lan felt that her world was full of sunshine!

……

Getting closer and closer to the highest point of the crater, Ding Lan's eyes began to look around.

Suddenly, her eyes focused on one place, and she said softly:

"Knives!"

"Huh?"

"Can you see the Buddha over there?"

Ding Lan said a word, and the knife couldn't help but follow her instructions and look ahead.

There is a sign that reads "Songbai Buddha", and there is an explanation underneath that only those who are destined can see the so-called "Buddha".

Xiaodao paused and didn't reply, but he heard Ding Lan say:

"Unfortunately, I can't see it!"

People like her, even the Buddha, don't bother to save it!

The knife sensed Ding Lan's thoughts, and suddenly, his voice sank, word by word, but it was extremely solemn:

"You don't need the Buddha, you just need to have me!"