Leng Xizhe gently plucked the strings, his gaze withdrew from Lin Sese's body, and looked at the sea of flowers, as if passing through layers and penetrating into the distance.

He sang in a low voice:

The wind, blowing without direction;

The rain also began to grieve;

No one can tell me when love crept in;

The wind, accompanied by the flowers, is thanked and bloomed;

The rain brings tears to the sea;

Do you understand now that I chose to wait with a purple dream?

Memory is a burst of flowers, and we say that no one can forget it;

Guarding the sunshine of the night, liking but pretending to be indifferent;

……

Memory is the fragrance of flowers, and we can never forget it when we walk together;

Your gentleness is the sunshine that fills my future.

……

A song "Fragrance of Flowers" with slightly changed lyrics was sung softly by Leng Xizhe. His voice was clean and clear, like flowing water flowing through a person's heart.

Lin Sese's eyes were moist for no reason, and the emotion at this time, as at the beginning, had not changed at all.

She doesn't know why Leng Xizhe changed the lyrics? She was flustered, she didn't want to understand, and she didn't dare to understand, what was he waiting for with a purple dream?

Purple dreams, purple flowers, purple - 'eternal love'!

And her favorite color is purple.

Leng Xizhe's gaze fell on Lin Sese's body deeply, like the brightest star in the night, which was intoxicating. Lin Sese suddenly held her breath, and her heart beat even faster.

Her gaze flickered, and she felt a little like pins and needles.

Her throat felt like something was blocked, and she couldn't make any sound. She didn't dare, she didn't dare to imprint the thoughts in her heart, because at this moment, she was no longer worthy.

"I, I want to go." Lin Sese said and was about to get up.

"Nervous." Leng Xizhe grabbed her hand at once.

Lin Sese's heart swelled with a trace of sour pain, and tears suddenly filled his eyes. She's not an emotionally intelligent girl, no.

She knew how Leng Xizhe felt to her at this time.

The heart-to-heart bond she had dreamed of had finally come true, and she no longer had the courage to face it.

"Certat!" Leng Xizhe called her name again, but because of the throbbing in his heart, his voice seemed slightly hoarse.

He buried too many emotions in his heart.

Lin Sese did not dare to answer, and stood stiff in the lavender. There are so many movie scenes, after this call full of special feelings, it will be followed by a series of moving love words and affectionate confessions.

It had been what she wanted most. But now, reality pales in comparison. He was so close, but those former desires were getting farther and farther away.

"This song, for you." He stood behind her, the breeze carrying a faint scent of his body.

He couldn't forget the first time he saw her, when she was just a young girl who had just entered high school.

Dressed in a pure white skirt, walking briskly on the tree-lined path of the campus, like a snowflake dotted with green velvet, so light and so plain.

The dust of the world seemed to be cleansed by her breath.

She glanced at him, then pursed her lips and chuckled, her eyes lowered. In an instant, he was shocked and suddenly moved.

He pulled her around and stared into the corners of her eyebrows. He held her hands, Lin Sese's lowered eyelashes twitched slightly, and she slowly raised her eyes, a little afraid to look at the man in front of her.

Tears filled her eyes, like black gems at the bottom of the stream, extraordinarily bright and moving.

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