Qingluo changed his sitting posture and sat slightly inward, with his legs on the horse frame.

Gu Jingzhi breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and then pulled Qingluo's body inside, knowing that half of her body was hanging outside, and her feet shook like kicking him in his heart, and she was so scared.

Hearing that he was going to tell him a story, he didn't have to stretch out his hand and shake his feet like this, so he nodded hurriedly.

"Well~ It's about a story, let's just say she's still a girl, well, it's a story about a beautiful and beautiful girl!"

Qingluo lowered his head slightly, so shamelessly praising himself in his previous life.

Even if the appearance of the past and present lives is very similar, it is equivalent to praising the current self by the way, and it is a little shy~~

Her smooth, full forehead rubbed against her soft cape and hat.

Gu Jingzhi turned around, wrapped his wide cloak around her, and then took her to himself.

Qingluo moved his fart, feeling as if he was sitting on a brazier, and he relaxed his body when he was warm.

The whole body was wrapped in a dark cloak, which set off the snow-white and delicate half of her face, and even the mocskin boots only had a little tip exposed, delicate and small.

Then I listened to Gu Jingzhi's deep and deep voice in the wind and snow, "That girl must not be as beautiful as Ah Luo!" ”

Qingluo blinked, "She's a girl, she's a girl, I'm already a woman, I can't compare, how can I have such a young and lovely girl!" ”

Gu Jingzhi looked at Qingluo in his arms disapprovingly, "The little girl is young and has not grown, she is not as beautiful as Aluo now!" ”

"Okay, when I didn't marry you before, did you think I didn't look good when I was young and didn't grow up?!"

Qingluo grabbed Gu Jingzhi's clothes, his eyes widened, his eyebrows were upside down, and he looked like he was going to be powerful.

Gu Jingzhi tightened the arm that hugged her slender waist, and squeaked and couldn't speak.

"Arlo has different appearances and different beauty, every day is beautiful, no matter what, it will always be beautiful, but others are not necessarily!

Besides, why should we discuss the beauty of others? That's none of our business! ”

Qingluo glanced at the serious Gu Jingzhi, and reluctantly accepted his explanation, and then said solemnly:

"Other people have nothing to do with us, no matter how beautiful and stunning the beauty is, it has nothing to do with us, mainly it has nothing to do with you!"

"Arlo is right!"

The same handsome man has nothing to do with us, especially with Arlo!

Seeing Gu Jingzhi nodding without thinking, he agreed with her statement, Qingluo's face was slightly pale, and then he said seriously:

"But apart from the girl I'm talking about, she's very close to us!"

Saying that, Qingluo looked at Gu Jingzhi's expression.

Gu Jingzhi groaned for a while, and said with a glance: "I only have a relationship with A Luo!"

No one else has anything to do with me, but since she has a relationship with Arlo, it can be regarded as a relationship with me. ”

Qingluo pursed his lips and smiled, his eyes were soft and watery, overflowing with sweetness, and the cold frost seemed to have become the spring breeze of March.

Gu Jingzhi hugged Qingluo tightly and laughed like a hundred flowers blooming, and his heart was also full of spring.

Then Qingluo's melodious and sweet voice slowly overflowed from the apricot mouth, like a tune composed in the wind and snow, and the wind and snow seemed to gradually weaken.

"The girl is really close to us, and she has a relationship with Ah Jing, so she is also surnamed Gu.

The girl and I are more destined, her name is Qingluo, and I am very familiar with her, we have spent half a year together.

Then I parted ways with her and saw Ah Jing again.

Gu Qingluo, she is dead, in this world, in other worlds, maybe I am the only one who still remembers her......"

Gu Jingzhi wrapped his arms around Qingluo, and his ink-like eyes set off waves, and the ripples in circles reached his heart, not calm, and his eyes were far away.

Immediately, Qingluo's voice seemed to change with a faint sadness and melancholy, becoming light and playful.

"Forget it, after all, it's hard to come out once, and it's a bit inappropriate to just tell the story like that.

I think we'll have to light a charcoal basin in a quiet, familiar cave and make the room warm.

Then a plate of pastries, a pot of hot tea, the same posture as at this time, sit on the warm couch, and then quietly talk about the afternoon. ”

Qingluo turned around and sat sideways on Gu Jingzhi's lap, his head tilted back, leaning on his strong arm.

The curly eyelashes trembled, and slapped down on his heart, stirring the unsettled heart lake more and more rippling.

He curled his thin lips, his smile was hearty and gentle, his deep and three-dimensional features softened, and his mellow voice softened the cold wind.

"Listen to Arlo, it will always be like this!"

Qingluo's eyebrows and eyes are crooked, and his clear peach blossom eyes seem to carry a bright galaxy.

Gu Jingzhi also laughed, with stars in his eyes.

"The story is a bit long, Ah Jing don't find it boring."

"Arlo can speak slowly, a little bit a day, as long as we finish that story before the end of our lives."

Qingluo's soft and smiling voice said coquettishly: "That's not going to happen, one afternoon is enough." ”

She didn't live long, so short that she could finish that short half of her life in less than an afternoon.

"Gu Qingluo, in other worlds, you are completely gone, no one knows you, and there is one more person in this world who knows you.

You're not lonely anymore, never will you! ”

Qingluo leaned on Gu Jingzhi's thick and hot arms, the cold wind blew, and the soft and thick hair of the cloak was blown back.

Her brief eyes were exposed, her eyes were ethereal and hazy, and she seemed quiet, with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

Gu Jingzhi hugged her tightly from behind, his handsome face against her head, looking ahead, his star-like eyes full of tenderness and affection.

Life is still a long time, the past life has come to an end, and there is still a long, long time to write one beautiful story after another in this life.

until they were gray-haired and no longer healthy and strong.

At that time, there will also be plain and monotonous but warm stories that happen until one of them dies, and the other closes his eyes.

But that was a long, long, long time later.

Now they are young and in the prime of life, full of energy, and can love themselves and each other without distraction.

I love you, Ajing.

I love you, Arlo.

In this life, we will go on forever and forever, as long as you and me, as long as each other.

Others are fleeting, others are partners in a period of life, they will part, they will separate.

And you and I will always be there, in this life, you and I are together!

Death and life are broad, and the son is said, holding the hand of the son, and growing old with the son.

For the rest of your life, you and I will spend the same amount of heaven and earth and the sun and the moon together.

……