In the evening, the streets were luxurious and lively, the sun was shining, and the breeze blew through the terraces of the Dream Afterlife Inn, looking at these passers-by downstairs, some in a hurry, some carelessly.

Shi Ziying was wearing the clothes she had forcibly borrowed from the butterfly yesterday, with her back to the door of the guest room, and her hands were on the wooden side of the corridor on the balcony, her eyes looking at the passers-by who were hurrying by, her hair scattered to cover her face.

Lang Shixun got up early in the morning and walked out of the door, Shi Ziying heard Lang Shixun's greetings early in the morning, but he didn't look back, and he didn't speak. Thinking that a good show was about to be staged, I was ecstatic in my heart, turned my face sideways, and glanced at the hair that covered my face and looked at Lang Shixun who came over.

Lang Shixun walked behind Shi Ziying, who was wearing a five-color butterfly shirt, and handed over a piece of the most famous snack in the late days called Centennial Yuanlai, which was famous for being rich in romantic snacks, and Centennial Origin was a famous snack pastry for expressing affection in the late past.

The snow-like white cake is mixed with sweet sweetency, fused into a heart-shaped container, and the appearance after cooling is the appearance of a heart, and then penetrates into the red flower juice.

Shi Ziying almost laughed when she took the pastry from Centennial Yuanlai, but she still couldn't help but laugh, her hair covered her face that was about to laugh, and she held the pastry she had just received with one hand.

Lang Shixun saw her take the pastry, although he didn't look back, he didn't speak, but he was happy in his heart, and a little scared, but a little shy, his heart beat faster, seeing that there was no one around, he quietly returned to his room, closed the door and leaned against the door frame and smirked secretly for a long time.

After a while, Quartz Jun held a bouquet of delicate flowers in his hand and stood behind Shi Ziying, who was wearing a five-colored butterfly shirt, and the fragrance of the flowers was so strong that he could smell it even if he didn't turn his head. This is the most famous Ai Ruolai in the late days. In the late days, this romantic street market, prosperous, extravagant, not only rich in lovers to express affection for a hundred years, rich in Ai Ruolai to lead this strange bouquet is even more famous.

"Girl, I'm ....." Quartz Jun held the flower, a little shy and stood in place, unable to say what he wanted to express.

Shi Ziying glanced at the hair covering her face again, and saw Shi Yingjun standing there confessing to herself, her heart beating faster, but she didn't dare to turn back.

If the woman you like is willing to accept the bouquet, it means that the woman also likes the man who gives the flowers. Shi Ziying was so excited and happy in her heart that she almost forgot that she was wearing a forcibly borrowed five-color butterfly dress to have this.

Shi Ziying still didn't look back, and saw the bouquet in Shi Yingjun's hand through the blocked hair, and Shi Ziying stretched out a hand to take the bouquet in Shi Yingjun's hand. At the moment of receiving the bouquet, Shi Ziying secretly thought happily in her heart: "Cousin, I accept your confession, I am serious." ”

Seeing that the woman took the Ai Ruolai in his hand, Shi Yingjun turned around and quietly returned to his room happily, closed the door of the room, and jumped up happily.

Shi Ziying couldn't help laughing, not knowing whether she was happy or funny. Holding the bouquet and pastries in his hand, he happily returned to his room.

The bouquet sent by Shi Yingjun Ai Ruolai, put it in front of the nose and smelled it, only in this romantic old age can such a bouquet be produced, the delicate flowers are mixed with a rich fragrance, the shape of the petals is like a palm to a palm, and the bouquet of flowers is carefully placed in the pot on the table.

Shi Ziying looked at Ai Ruolai on the table, and seemed to have forgotten the century-old fate sent by Lang Shixun just now. Shi Ziying held her chin with both hands, staring blankly at the flowers on the table and smiling.

Smiling from ear to ear, the hand holding the chin suddenly overturned the hundred-year-old fate sent by Lang Shixun, and the heart-shaped pastry, as white as snow, was permeated with red flower juice on it, and fell out of the box: "Miss Mu, since the first time I saw you in the Blood Gathering Mountain, I had a strange feeling, I always felt that we were familiar, and I always felt that we had known each other for a long time. ”

This is a box of magical pastries that will appear when the man who delivers the pastries says the words of confession, and it has a nice name: A hundred years of fate.

"Hey, I said Brother Shixun, why are you so dirty? With such an old-fashioned love story, you can't change it to something fresh. Shi Ziying listened to Lang Shixun's confession in the pastry, and couldn't help laughing when she talked to herself.

"It's so fun to put on the clothes of the girl, I can actually receive the Ai Ruolai from my cousin, and I can also receive Brother Shixun's century-old fate, haha, it turns out that Brother Shixun likes Miss Mu. Shi Ziying said to herself, smiling happily.

When it was time to eat lunch, Shi Ziying changed out of the five-color butterfly clothes, put on her own clothes, walked to the dining table, and sat next to Shi Yingjun, with Shi Yingjun and Lang Shixun sitting on the left and right sides of the butterfly.

"Cousin, I can't reach that dish either. Shi Ziying looked at Quartz Jun who was picking vegetables.

"You can eat this plate. Shi Yingjun pointed to the dish in front of Shi Ziying.

"I'm so full that I don't want to eat. Shi Ziying pursed her mouth, put down the dishes and chopsticks in her hand, and ran back to her room, remembering that in the morning Shi Yingjun had mistaken her for a butterfly, and gave Ai Ruolai a bouquet.

Looking at the flowers on the table, thinking about the scene of Quartz Jun sending flowers in the morning, he lay on the table and giggled happily.

"Why didn't Miss Zi Ying eat it?" Mu Butterfly looked at Shi Zi Ying who left the dining table and asked with concern.

"It's okay, Zi Ying is like this sometimes. Shi Yingjun didn't find any unhappy emotions in Shi Ziying, but he was used to Shi Ziying's being so rude and willful when he was a child, and he said that if he didn't eat it, he wouldn't eat it.

Quartz Jun and Lang Shixun sandwiched the dishes to the butterfly, but found the butterfly's indifferent expression.

Quartz Jun thought to himself: I bought it from the flower market this morning, I don't know if Miss Mu likes it or not?

Lang Shixun thought to himself: I went to line up early this morning to buy the century-old yuan, I don't know if Miss Mu has eaten? I wonder if Miss Mu heard her confession?

"Hey, Brother Yingjun, what are you doing?" Miss Xia saw that Shi Yingjun was in a daze with the dishes, and suddenly shouted, and Shi Yingjun was so frightened that she almost dropped the dishes on the chopsticks.

"Brother Shixun, what's wrong with you?" Ruth also noticed that Lang Shixun was in a daze at this time.

"I said you two have a meal, what's wrong?" Xia Gongzi also noticed that Shi Yingjun and Lang Shixun were in a daze, which made people feel strange, but they couldn't guess what was going on.

"It's fine. Lang Shixun and Shi Yingjun came back to their senses. With his head down, he quickly ate the rice in the bowl.

After eating quickly, he didn't dare to look at the butterflies, and quickly returned to his room.

"Why is the heart beating so fast?" Lang Shixun and Shi Yingjun touched the seat of the heartbeat at the same time, and touched the hot cheek with their hands, this feeling has never been felt before. Why don't you dare to look directly into the eyes of the butterfly now, and don't dare to talk to the butterfly, what's going on?

In this world, perhaps the first love is the most beautiful, and it is also the truest and purest.