Chapter Eighty-Eight: This Life Doesn't Change

"Xiaoyu, you go there and get ready, I've already arranged a stand-in for you, Long Zhixuan doesn't have to worry there." Fu Junqian patted Su Muyu on the shoulder: "You fight for yourself, if you are discovered, I will definitely be cleaned up by Long Zhixuan!

"Long-winded!" Su Muyu pretended to be impatient, covered his slightly flushed face, and left here quickly.

Fu Junqian half-hid his smile, tilted his head to look at Su Muyu's back, and said in a voice that only he could hear: "What a dishonest guy."

Then without lingering, he walked towards Feng Cangyue, who was drinking alone at the banquet.

Feng Cangyue felt Fu Junqian standing beside her, but she didn't raise her head at all.

"Cangyue, Xiaoyu is going to visit Moyue, do you want to go and see it?" Fu Junqian asked with a desire to catch him.

Feng Cangyue didn't pay attention to Fu Junqian at all, and drank the wine on the table alone, as if they had nothing to do with him, but the faster and faster drinking speed made people feel that his pain was getting deeper and deeper - in this life, I have met many people, but I didn't love each other, until I met you, but unfortunately even if you accept my feelings, this love of mine can only be stored in the dark. ......I don't care what other people think. We can be brave enough to tell everyone that we love each other......

Fu Junqian blocked the wine glass that Feng Cangyue picked up and said, "What's the point of drinking bitter wine here, if you don't want to regret it for the rest of your life, come with me!"

After speaking, Fu Junqian simply turned around and left.

Feng Cangyue looked at Fu Junqian's back, a pair of Danfeng eyes slightly covered her bright eyes, the corners of her lips rose with a hint of pain, put down the wine glass, and followed Fu Junqian with a little swaying.

Feng Cangyue followed Fu Junqian's steps like this, shaking her body step by step until the moment Fu Junqian stopped advancing.

It's just that at that moment, Feng Cangyue thought she had hallucinations-

The simple water pavilion hidden in the depths of the garden is surrounded by red paper flowers at the moment, and the eaves of the water pavilion are covered with gold trimmed red satin, which looks gorgeous and festive, and in the middle of the water pavilion is a pair of candle wine glasses engraved with the word "Xi" and a wooden table covered with red cloth.

Fu Junqian didn't know when he had disappeared from Feng Cangyue's side, and Feng Cangyue had just recovered from the small building of the water pavilion arranged like a cave room, but the bright red petals fell from his head, and then more and more petals fell from the sky, crossing Feng Cangyue's clothes, and his face.

A red figure appeared in Feng Cangyue's gaze, which seemed to merge with the petals flying in the sky, and the scene at this moment was so beautiful and moving.

Feng Cangyue felt that her eyes seemed to have a tendency to moisten, how many years had she not felt like this?

Feng Cangyue opened her arms and greeted the person falling into her arms.

The petals were still flying in the sky, but the red-clothed man was already in his arms, tilting his head and saying to himself, "Surprised?"

Feng Cangyue was inexplicably blocked at this moment, and moved her lips for a long time before she asked stupidly: "Aren't you visiting with Moyue?"

Su Muyu said with a smile: "Although the worship hall is not a big deal in my opinion, I think it is right to be with the person you love...... I'm here."

Don't ask where is the return date, the love of this world lives up to the lovesickness, waiting for the flowers to bloom in the sky, I just wish to never forget jì in your life, don't look back and smile at thousands of landscapes.

Feng Cangyue hugged Su Muyu tightly and whispered: "With your words, even if you die, you will have no regrets."

"Phew!" Su Muyu pursed his lips, pinched Feng Cangyue's face, and said angrily: "It's rare that I have arranged such a good scene...... Well, the angry one!"

Feng Cangyue didn't answer, but the face of the iceberg was paralyzed, and his hand suddenly picked up Su Muyu's chin, and then lowered his head and gently attached his lips to Su Muyu's lips, so lightly pecked.

"Boom!" Su Muyu's face instantly turned into a boiled shrimp, which was even more dazzling than the red newlywed dress.

"Xiaoyu, I love you." Feng Cangyue's voice whispered in Su Muyu's ears.

Su Muyu's flushed face gradually calmed down, his hand also hugged Feng Cangyue's waist, and his head rested on Feng Cangyue's arms, "I am also ......"