Yang Jian was holding a large handful of roses in his hand, and before leaving, he gave the little girl an extra tip.

"What shall I say when I see Celia later?" , Yang Jian was as shy as he was on his first date at the moment.

He has long chosen a variety of confession methods in his mind, including warm and affectionate, romantic and sweet, and even, and even overlords.

Hehe, the most important thing is to make the cuties happy and moved. Yang Jianshuang thought crookedly, and then gently pushed the door open.

It's a small hostel, simple, neat, and unpretentious.

On the counter, there is a pot of white lilies, emitting a faint fragrance.

The host must be a person who knows how to taste life.

"Celia?" , Yang Jian called softly in the living room.

Voices echoed in the living room, but no one responded.

Yang Jian walked around anxiously, the heroine was delayed on the stage, and he didn't know what to do.

Finally, he made up his mind and walked to the door of the room.

"Celia, I'm going to find you," he muttered, and he pushed the door open.

The door creaked open, and Yang Jian looked fixedly, and the room was empty, and there was no one.

On a small round table, an old-fashioned record player sits along.

Yang Jian was stunned, and finally understood that all this was just his own fantasy, how could Seliya be here?

Sighing, he walked over to the record player, turned it on in a dejected manner, and sat down on the floor.

There was a hoarse reading sound, followed not by a coquettish baritone, but by a female voice like flowing water.

Yang Jian pricked up his ears, trying to hear every word clearly.

"If it lasts forever,"

"The Sun and the Moon Change,"

"I can still hear you,"

"Tell me your favorite story,"

"I think my whole life will be away from sadness."

"Now,"

"If there's still a chance,"

"What do you want to say to me?"

The warm voice came to an abrupt end.

Yang Jian stared at the record player without saying a word, then he closed his eyes gently and spoke slowly.

"I, Yang Jian, have different feelings in this life, and I am a big carrot," he paused.

"But I have a sincere affection for the people I love", Yang Jian's eyes were gloomy.

"No matter what the circumstances are, life and death depend on each other, and this life will never be disappointed", a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.

"If I can renew my relationship with you in this life", his voice trembled.

"Since you should be protected by love, accompany you to feed the horses and chop wood, travel the world, and share the prosperity of the world", his voice calmed down.

"If you want to give a deadline to love you", at this moment, his face was solemn and solemn.

"Mountains without edges",

"Heaven and earth together",

"I dare to be with you."

After he finished speaking, he let out a long breath, as if all the words that had been stored in his chest poured out.

Then, he opened his eyes and found that the miracle had not happened and that the house was still empty.

Suddenly, he saw an extra letter on the table.

He hurriedly opened it and found a few lines of handwriting on it:

Guardian Knight Yang Jian,

To prove your loyalty to me,

I want you to do something for me,

With the evil dragon Spitz,

Ice dragon Skasa,

The crystallization of the dragon Hess,

Make a necklace for me,

As a token of our love.

Celestia will wait for you until you are old.

Seeing this, Yang Jian clenched his fists and silently collected the envelope in his arms.

Looking at the extraordinarily bright night sky tonight, he muttered:

"Even if you want a star in the sky, I'll take it off."