Zi Qianmo's mood gradually improved, and he added: "It's beautiful." ”

The corners of Mo Yan's lips were a little uncontrollable: "It's not as good as you." ”

In my eyes, you are the most beautiful scenery.

Thousands of rivers and mountains, not as good as you look back.

Ziqian Mo's ears were slightly hot, but fortunately they were covered by long hair, otherwise she would be embarrassed again: "In addition to the Big Dipper, what other stars are there?" ”

When you are shy, it's like being an ostrich, subconsciously changing the subject.

She is not good at dealing with these ambiguous love words.

Mo Yan obviously understood her, so he didn't force her to respond, or flirt with him with a grin, that way, it didn't look like her.

His little Momo was originally shy.

Lovely and lovely.

"That's the Andromeda River." Mo Yan adjusted the direction of the stargazing scope and motioned for Zi Qianmo to take a look.

What caught Zi Qianmo's eyes was a splendid and slender galaxy like a fairy skirt.

Crystal clear, brilliant and dreamy.

At the same time, there is an inexplicable sadness.

"Fairy Star River, in the world, there is a legend." Mo Yan's tone was very slow, low and sexy and magnetic, and he said, "There is a fairy who fell in love with a human being, the fairy is different, the two cannot be combined, the fairy spent seven days and seven nights to pull out the fairy root, and the fairy root turned into a brilliant galaxy, flowing in the sky forever." The fairy tried everything to become mortal, and in the end, the two were together. Sixty years of happiness in short. ”

Zi Qianmo listened very carefully.

After listening to the story, he expressed his opinion: "It's good. ”

Mo Yan raised his eyebrows: "It's good?" ”

Zi Qianmo nodded and said lightly: "That's the fairy's choice, she feels happy, that's enough." ”

As for immortals, as for immortality.

Ordinary people care, but fairies don't care.

As long as the deity doesn't care, no matter how precious it is, it's worthless.

Mo Yan glanced at his sweetheart deeply and said, "Don't you think it's a pity?" ”

He may have asked about fairies.

Maybe it's herself.

Zi Qianmo shook his head without hesitation, and replied without thinking: "If you like it, you like it." ”

The fairy liked that mortal, so she didn't feel sorry for it.

What others lament is nothing more than what the fairy has given up what she doesn't want. In just 60 years of life, happiness is fulfilling, and it is better than despair and eternal life.

Mo Yan's heart seemed to be scratched by Xiao Momo's white fluffy little paws.

Knowing that what she said about "liking is liking" was to this legend, not to herself, but Mo Yan couldn't help but feel a sense of sweetness.

"It's like fairies like that mortal."

Zi Qianmo paused, turned his head to look at Mo Yan, his expression extremely focused, "It's like I like you." ”

I don't know how, I just said it naturally.

Maybe it's the night that's too beautiful.

Maybe the wind is too light.

Maybe it's because the galaxy is too dreamy.

Maybe it's because the legend is too good.

In short, the layer of tulle obstacle that had been lying in Zi Qianmo's heart disappeared naturally at this moment.

No shyness.

There is no embarrassment.

Her attitude has never been calm, her eyes are unprecedentedly focused, her light-colored eyes are so focused, looking at him, as if she wants to look into the depths of his soul.

Originally.

Xiao Jiujiu is right, confession, it's not that difficult.

The time and place are right, the atmosphere is right, and it is easy to say.

Ziqian Mo confessed.