Chapter 397: Still Fighting?

Luo Chen was overjoyed in his heart, and he was not far from ten. Look at the heavenly vanity, this unreliable old man actually lowered his head and didn't say a word, he was running away.

"Old ghost, how long do you want to escape, even if you marry a wife, why do you keep hanging like this?"

Di Rongyao suddenly rushed to the side of Tian Vain, there were tears in his eyes, but he didn't have time to fall.

Tian Vain just turned his head away, still silent.

When Luo Chen saw this situation, he leaned over.

"Beautiful senior, I'll say some things!"

Di Rongyao asked, "What are you going to say?" ”

Luo Chen said secretly, although I don't know your way, some things can be explained in the same way.

Immediately, Luo Chen recited a paragraph again, anyway, he would say it if he knew.

I was not born, and I was old.

You hate me for being late, and I hate you for being early.

I was not born, and I was old.

Hate is not born at the same time, and every day is good with you.

I was born before I was born, and I am old when you were born.

I am far from the end of the world, and you are separated from my cape.

I was born before I was born, and I am old when you were born.

Butterflies go to find flowers, and perch on fragrant grass at night.

Di Rongyao froze directly. "These sentences?"

Luo Chen said: "The blind date is picturesque, but there is always a threshold for some things. ”

Needless to say? Look at the appearance of the bad old man in the sky, and the earth is young, although she is not young, but compared with the vanity of the sky, she is really a delicate little girl.

Heavenly vanity is so evasive from such a reality, obviously worried about the gap in age. But in this world, age shouldn't be a problem!

Di Rong spoke out. "Is the threshold that big?"

"Yes."

Heavenly vanity finally spoke.

"Not only that, but it's bigger than you think, I don't know what you think, but some things are simply impossible."

"Really?"

Di Rongyao's tears finally fell, how many times, how much time, finally brought the topic to this. She didn't want her life anymore, and finally had such an opportunity to communicate, but would it be a collapsed starlight?

"Hey."

Heavenly vanity sighed.

"You like to talk about the king's birth and I am not born, but I am not."

The day vanity will stand the body straight. "I'm almost five hundred years old, and you're less than fifty, and between us is not a threshold, a wall that was once insurmountable."

Luo Chen...... Rub, I didn't expect this! I thought that there was only a gap of a few dozen years, but it turned out to be a gap of hundreds of years, so when the sky was more than four hundred years old, the earth was just born.

But their strength seems to be about the same, by the way, Luo Chen's aura flashed, Di Rong was less than fifty years old, and Tian Vanity was about to be five hundred years old, so he had such strength.

Could it be that heavenly vanity is inferior? Imagine being frightened by your own performance, and Heavenly Vain is also very keen to talk about those geniuses, mentioning the kind of people who are born in the realm of gods.

He is not confident, quite possibly.

"Walls?"

Tears fell from the corners of Di Rongyao's eyes.

"Why are you so nice to me when you think there is a wall between us? Most of the care I get comes from you, and when I am attached to you, you ruthlessly avoid me, don't you think it's too irresponsible? ”

Sky Vain bit his lip. "I don't know you'd think that."

"But that's what I thought."

Tian Vain walked to the side irritably, and suddenly groaned.

I was born before I was born, and I am old when you were born.

When you fell in love with the world, I had already crossed the cape.

Each has its own fragrant grass to inhabit, and it has never been full of flowers.

The meeting seems to be acquaintance, but the love in the previous life is not over.

I don't hate you for being late, I only hate me for being old.

Looking at the clouds in the fog, you can't know when the night passes.

Tea and rice are always lovesick, and the shadow of the heart gradually disappears.

Only when we meet, the flowers bloom to the sunny.

Hate can't live together, don't hate flowers blooming early.