readx;? In this way, the two walked through the entire snack street, during which Ian almost coaxed Messiah to eat everything, including the fried tofu that smelled stinky and tasted good, and the Messiah could be said to have eaten it with his nose pinched. After eating the whole street www.biquge.info Messiah's whole face was red, and his eyes were a little moist, which was not emotional or anything, it was purely spicy.

Walking out of the snack street, there is a small river in front of me. The banks of the river are planted with willow trees, and the willow leaves caress the surface of the river with the wind. The Messiah suddenly became interested, she wanted to walk here, and of course Ian would not refuse, but reluctantly put her off his back.

The Messiah took two steps in the path on the riverbank, felt that the high heels were still uncomfortable, so he simply took them off and walked on the bluestone path with his bare white feet, like a child who had not grown up. As for the high heels, she didn't care, she left them under the willow tree and ignored them.

Ian thought to himself, how many girls dream of crystal high heels, but those who really have them feel like a burden. Ordinary girls are envious of the noble life of the Messiah, and the Messiah is envious of their freedom.

I don't know if any lucky girl will be able to pick up this pair of crystal slippers after dawn.

At night, there were not many lights on either side of the riverbank, and I could only barely see the road ahead with the help of the light of the surrounding shops, so as not to step directly into the water. But the farther road was not clear, and the willows in the moonlight looked vaguely like dancing girls with good figures, dancing in the breeze. Ian suddenly remembered Shirley, who had lived here for nearly twenty years, and who had seen the same sight as he had seen before.

Was anyone with her at that time, was it Ilyin?

Ian didn't know, everything about Shirley here, Ian could only guess and imagine.

Neither Ian nor Messiah meant to speak, and both enjoyed the long-lost tranquility, away from the hustle and bustle of the imperial capital. In this way, the two walked for a long, long time, until the road that belonged to them reappeared and the light appeared, and they came to the end.

They came to a broken bridge, where the oil lamps on the stone piers of the broken bridge banished a large area of darkness and carved their territory in ink. There were quite a few people on the bridge, but they were all couples, sitting on the stone benches of the broken bridge and whispering.

It seems to be a place specially created for couples.

Ian looked at the Messiah, and the Messiah looked at the broken bridge, and his eyes radiated a good look. Ian made a decision at once, took the Messiah's hand, and walked towards the broken bridge. The Messiah did not refuse, and obediently followed him, like a shy bride.

Although Ian didn't want to be ostentatious, the Messiah was so eye-catching that he couldn't keep a low profile if he wanted to. Male companions who have female companions will subconsciously glance at each other, and female companions will not have time to get angry, because they are also surprised by the Messiah. She was like a real fairy, floating from the clouds. As for Ian, he also attracted some attention, as his gown was still stained with the blood of the killer.

So everyone has a new definition of the two.

A down-and-out princess, and the knights who guard her.

There are no extra stone benches left on the broken bridge. Ian simply took the Messiah to the place where the broken bridge broke and sat down, and the Messiah didn't say anything, sitting at the mouth of the broken bridge, his legs dangling in mid-air, and the flowing river below. Ian sat down next to the Messiah, and the two of them stood side by side, looking at the bright moon in the night sky.

"Is the moon pretty?" said the Messiah suddenly.

"Why do you ask?"

"Because I think the moon is a little bit better tonight than ever. The Messiah looked up at the moon, and the moonlight shone on her face, "I used to see this in my family, but at that time I didn't think it was good-looking, because it was very monotonous. ”

"Of course. Ian said confidently, "Because now that I am by your side, I will accompany you to watch, of course, it will look a little bit better." ”

Messiah turned his head to look at Ian, his eyes bathed in moonlight were exceptionally bright.

"You're so arrogant. ”

"I'm confident. Ian grinned, "Think about it, when you looked at the moon alone in the past, you felt that the moon was lonely, but in fact, you were lonely." No one to talk to you, no one to lend you a shoulder to lean on when you're tired. But it's different when I'm here, I'll talk to you, it's okay."

Ian patted himself on the shoulder, "It's very sturdy." ”

The Messiah pursed his lips and smiled, not poking him, but tilting his head and leaning on Ian's shoulder. So Ian could easily smell the fragrance emanating from the Messianic hair, refreshing his nose.

It's just a little boring to sit like this, Ian thought for a moment and pulled a small brown horn out of his arms. The Messiah looked at what was in his hand puzzled: "What is this?"

"Well, I can't say exactly what it is, but it can make a sound, and it's a musical instrument. Ian put the brown horn to his mouth, "Look." ”

Messiah nodded obediently, and then Ian slowly blew into the little horn.

Soon, a soft voice emanated from the small horn in Ian's hand. The Messiah had never heard such a sound before, and unlike any instrumental music, it made a sound that was natural, like a breeze blowing across a lake. The Messiah thought that if there was a sound in the breeze, it would be this kind of sound.

The breeze blew across the lake, across the sea, to some unknown island. The island is picturesque, but there is nothing but loneliness, and that loneliness has been on the island for thousands of years, accompanied by the sea breeze.

The tears of the Messiah fell instantly.

Ian didn't dare to blow it immediately, he originally wanted to amuse the Messiah, but he ended up blowing people to tears, what is this? He felt that his blowing was not so bad, looking at the tears of the Messiah, Ian had a feeling of helplessness: "What's the matter? Don't cry, can't I blow it?"

Messiah shook her head slowly, stretched out her hand to wipe away her tears, and then she looked into Ian's eyes and whispered, "How long can you stay with me?"

Ian was about to answer when an old lady dressed in simple clothes came to them with a cane.

"Young couple, would you like to buy two red ropes that symbolize a hundred years of harmony?" the old lady stretched out her hand tremblingly, and in her hand were two red ropes. Ian noticed that these weren't just two red strings, each of which was made up of several small red threads and made up a nice pattern.

Messiah's attention was instantly drawn away by the two red ropes: "It's beautiful, how much is it?"

The old lady slowly stretched out a finger.

"A gold coin?"

"Oh no, no, no, just a silver coin. The old lady said, "It's not worth so much." ”

"No, in my opinion, it's worth exactly one gold coin. Ian smiled, took out a gold coin from his money bag and gave it to the old lady, "A lover's gift should be priceless. ”

The old lady was silent for a long time, and while handing Ian two red ropes, she also gave Ian two small stones before leaving. Ian looked at the stone in his hand in confusion, and found nothing special, just two ordinary stones the size of knuckles.

But the Messiah saw the difference: "The lines of these two stones can be put together." ”

Ian was stunned, put the two stones together, and found that it was. The half-moon-shaped lines of the two stones came together to form a crooked star!

"There is such a coincidence of stones. Ian sighed, and then gave a piece to the Messiah, "Well, this is for you, and I will keep a piece." ”

The Messiah was about to say something, but Ian didn't give her a chance, instead threaded the red rope through the hole in the small horn he had played earlier, and put it around Messiah's neck.

"This thing is for you. Ian grinned, "Even if I'm not with you, look at it like you're looking at me." ”

At the same time, Ian thought to himself: Help me protect her, Nartimas.

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