"What, don't you want to give it?" Lan Tianxing looked at Chenmeng's stunned expression, and continued to urge, "No, I have to ..."

"But..."Dusty Meng couldn't help but bite her lip and asked puzzled, "But I... What can I give you? You don't lack anything, what more do you want? ”。

A very scoundrel smile flashed on the corner of Lan Tianxing's lips, "It's okay to say a few thoughtful words, give me a promise, that's what I want...".

Chen Meng couldn't help but smile when he looked at his scoundrel and serious expression, and then shook his head slightly, "Are those rhetorical words useful?" Isn't it all an excuse to lie to yourself and others, do you believe it? ”。

"As long as you say it, I will believe it!" Lan Tianxing replied very seriously, "Give it to me, otherwise I will..."

Leng Xuan was taking Xiao Tian'er to catch butterflies in the square outside the ancestral hall, and the bees and butterflies outside were full of spring.

However, Leng Xuan has been quietly peeping into the main hall, he wants to hear what they are whispering?

Xiao Tian'er saw Leng Xuan's 'thief's expression from time to time, and couldn't help but want to peek twice.

"Don't make a fuss, the kids are here..."Dusty Dream pushed him away, but as soon as he pushed it, he was hugged tighter, and his lips slid over her sideburns and landed directly on her cherry lips.

Dusty Meng could only turn his head and dodge, and begged in a low voice, "Okay, I promise you that you can't do it?" ”。

"Okay! Let's say..."A smile flashed at the corner of Lan Tianxing's lips, "I'll listen!" ”。

Saying these flowery rhetoric has always been Lan Tianxing's strong point, and she is used to listening to it and likes to listen to it, but now it seems a little difficult for her to repeat it.

"Say..."Lan Tianxing urged softly again, it seemed that he would not give up if he didn't hear the answer he wanted today.

"Okay, I promise you..."Dusty Dream had no choice but to promise, "In this life and this life, we will not be separated...".

"No, this life is not enough!" Lan Tianxing immediately corrected.

"Oh?" Chen Meng couldn't help blushing, so he had to change his sentence, "Then Sansheng...".

Lan Tianxing was still quite dissatisfied and corrected, "One life is too short, and neither can three lives and three lives." As... Let's make a vow for the rest of our lives, right? ”。

"Living... The world? If there is an afterlife, we... Will we really ever see each other again? Chenmeng sighed softly, she didn't want to, she didn't dare to ask for it.

"Promise me!" Lan Tianxing urged again, "Give me your promise, and what will happen next... I'll leave it to your husband! ”。

Chenmeng bit her lip and looked up at him, in this life, he had tried his best to keep this opportunity to be with her, how could she bear to torture him like this for the rest of her life?

"I do!" Lan Tianxing whispered in her ear, "Give me what I want, okay?" ”。

"Okay, I'm waiting for you to come to me..."Even if she can't bear to torture him like this anymore, she can't bear to see him sad and disappointed, she can't hurt herself and watch the love in her heart hurt because of this, otherwise why would she fall into this world?

"I will find you, and I will love you like this all my life...".

The dream is picturesque

Red dust is close at hand

The wind in the cup is like wine

Drink the beautiful smoke of thousands of years

Green silk like strings

When it was gloomy, it once swept the prosperity of anyone's heart

The snow fell silently

Whose hair was pale in the light of the gone?

There is no reason to hate, and he breaks through the secluded steps

Scattered flowers in the middle of the zero

There is no reason to complain, year after year

In this life, the dream falls to the end of the world

I don't want to chase the flies of the years

Whose cheeks are sculpted day after day

A dream of red dust, floating life is wrong

In the ups and downs, see the scenery of the world

He woke up from a dream

It's already sad under the bridge

Lethe River is clear and the jade flute is dumb

In a red pen

Buried a few degrees

A sad fairy tale of life and death

Perseverance and hard work

Wait until the curtain falls

All you can see is light mist and flying sand

A song of desolation, deep in white clouds

Concealed all the vague elegance of this life

A dream of red dust

A dream comes alive

Floating .......

Mu Xiaoshuang respectfully