Each of us wants to be a prince and princess in love, and someone will take care of them.

To be loved, to be warmly loved, is the most genuine desire in the depths of every heart.

Will you be my prince?

Whose "little lover" am I? ——————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————— Shuqing

I want my left hand side to always be your right hand; I hope that when you are in a bad mood, I can be there for you, and when you are in a bad mood, I can encourage you when you encounter setbacks.

I wish I could see your smile at the first sight when I go home every day; I hope to enjoy the meals you cook for me every day.

I wish I could touch your head at any time.

I want you to be there to cheer me on and wipe my sweat when I play.

I hope that only me will take care of you when you are sick, and I hope that you will not get sick.

I wish I could hold your hand and fall asleep, I wish I had you in my dreams and you had me in your dreams.

I hope to wake up in the morning and see you sleeping soundly next to me.

I want to travel with you, take you to eat all the world's cuisines, take you to see the most beautiful sea, and I will carry you home.

I hope to hold your hand, accompany you to the ends of the earth, accompany you to watch the sunset, and accompany you to watch the fine water.

I hope you will never feel lonely, and I hope that all my "hopes" will become a reality.

I don't know how long a meteor can fly, whether it's worth my pursuit; I don't know how long the cherry blossoms will last, so it's worth the wait.

But I know that you and I can be as beautiful as fireworks, as eternal as stars, and that you are worth keeping for the rest of my life.

——————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————— wind and dust

Another five years later, Shu Qing's eighth birthday arrived.

In the Shu family's villa, Shu Ye and Lin Shiyi are both busy and in full swing in order to celebrate their birthday with Xiao Shuqing...

"Little Sun, Little Qing'er, where are you? Husband, our daughter is gone, I just went upstairs to look for her and didn't see her, what should I do? I'm so worried, I'm really afraid that some group of people will take Qing'er away. ”

Shu Ye gently stroked Lin Shiyi's head and said: "Well, Xiao Sun will be fine, they shouldn't know yet, otherwise there won't be no movement all the time, maybe, Xiao Shuqing is just bored and ran out to play, don't worry, I'm here." ”

……

Tonight is destined to be an extraordinary night.

Where is our little birthday boy Xiao Shuqing? Xiao Shuqing is not on the same channel as them at all. Because of Xiao Shuqing, she has quietly slipped out. This year, she wants to have a different birthday.

Cloud City, under the cherry blossom trees.

A young boy of about eight or nine years old is sitting under a cherry blossom tree in full bloom. His hair has a faint sheen like black jade, and the skin around his neck is as delicate as fine porcelain.

His skin was as beautiful as the cherry blossoms in those beauties, and his fair skin looked like an egg membrane that could be blown and broken, and it looked even more charming under the light.

His long and dense eyelashes are like two small brushes, gently sweeping his skin with his breathing, his black jade-like eyes exude a thick warmth, and his lips blooming like cherry blossoms outline a half-moon-shaped arc, gentle as flowing water, and the beauty is shocking.

Although the shirt was stained with new blood and a little shabby, it still had a kind of princely dignity on him.

"Hey, little brother, what are you doing? Oops, why are you bleeding? Does it hurt? ”

At this time, Feng Yichen suddenly heard a voice like a little milk cat, and raised his head to look at Shu Qing.

Xiao Feng couldn't suppress the amazement in his eyes: I saw that the little girl was wearing a pure white off-the-shoulder dress, the beautiful collarbone was looming, and the fabric of the skirt was so white that it seemed to be transparent, slightly reflective, like angel wings, but it was not exposed at all.

The hem of the skirt is from low to high arc, elegant and slightly puffy, revealing the girl's white and slender legs like jade, and the slowest diamonds at the corners of the skirt are like countless beautiful morning dew.

The girl's long seaweed-like hair fell over her shoulders. She wore a forehead ornament on her forehead, and the fine white gold chain made her long curly hair look pure and beautiful, and a diamond hung from the center of her eyebrows, which was unusually beautiful and dazzling, and the light seemed to be alive, like the moon, which made people marvel.

What is thought-provoking is that the girl's eyes are as calm as the sea, but she is not robbed of the slightest brilliance by the diamond in the center of her eyebrows, she is as beautiful as a princess in an exotic legend, mysterious and pure.

The little girl had a pair of crystal eyes, clear and clear, as bright as stars.

Feng Yichen didn't know what she was thinking, and smiled excitedly at herself, her eyes bent like a crescent moon, as if the spirit rhyme also overflowed.

Between a smile and a smile, the noble look is naturally revealed, and people have to marvel at her elegant and delicate light.

At that moment, his heart moved.

is also a beauty, the deepest impression of this girl is that there is an amazing beauty between her eyebrows that surpasses her age, and it is not difficult to see that Shu Qing is definitely one in a million beauty when she grows up.

Maybe it was because Feng Yichen's eyes were too hot, and Shu Qing was a little embarrassed.

Shu Qing pretended to cough: "Ahem, cough, cough." ”

At this time, Feng Yichen's eyes did not keep watching her.

"Sorry, I'm sorry, little sister, you're so beautiful, you can call me Dust or call me Brother Xiaofeng or Brother Chen, thank you for your concern, I'm fine, what's your name?"

Feng Yichen thought about it, and for the sake of Shu Qing's safety, he still didn't tell her full name, so as not to cause any bad trouble.

Shu Qing looked at Feng Yichen's still bleeding hands, a little worried.

"Big brother, are you really okay? My name is Little Sun, you can also call me Little Lover, Public Lover, by the way, little madman brother, today is my birthday, should you say anything. ”

Feng Yichen heard that today was Shu Qing's birthday, so he touched his pocket and found that it was empty, and he only found something like a coin.

A greeting, I like it very much. I waited a little and missed it very much. A blessing, very nostalgic. An obsession, very uneasy.

"Na, little lover, I didn't bring anything valuable, if you don't dislike it, this will be given to you first, you can help me keep it well, and I will make up the birthday gift for you next time."

Feng Yichen heard Shu Qing call him a little madman, and he didn't bother to correct Shu Qing's title.

Shu Qing looked at what Feng Yichen handed him, and was a little surprised, this may be the most special gift she has received in her life, a "coin".

She didn't know that it wasn't actually a coin at all, it was a token left by the Feng family to the next mother.

"Well, thank you, little madman. The coins are pretty good, so you must remember to give me a birthday present next time. Shu Qing said to Feng Yichen with an expectant face.

However, Shu Qing didn't know how much she didn't like Feng Yichen's "belated gift" after many years.

Feng Yichen didn't know why he gave that thing to her, perhaps, because she was the first girl who could make his heart move. He remembered that his grandfather had told him that this thing was important to him and that he should not lose it.

"You can't lose it, if you do..."

"Little madman, what happens if you lose it?"

Feng Yichen thought in his heart that it was good to lose it, so he let this little girl be his wife.

Shu Qing, the little girl, didn't know the wishful thinking of the wind and dust, and she didn't know that she had become someone's little daughter-in-law.

The most beautiful state of a coin is not that it is still, but when it turns like a spinning top, no one knows whether the side that is about to turn out is happy or painful, whether it is love or hate. Happiness and pain, love and hate, are always entangled.