Ten years of appointment, ten years of emotion, ten years of missing, now it has been quietly lost!

This falling flower has been stained with too much love, too many scars, too many thoughts, now, where are you?

Under the plum blossom tree, the woman sat against the tree, playing with a plum blossom falling from the plum tree in her hand, her eyes were very clear, but with a heavy sense of grievance. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"You're still waiting for him. "A man came from under the plum tree, his posture was dashing, there was a gentle temperament between his eyebrows, and he had a pair of extremely slender fingers, which was very good-looking.

"It's been ten years, it's been ten years, I've waited for him for ten years, but I haven't seen him come back, has he forgotten the original promise?" Tears fell from the corners of the woman's eyes, and she began to cry, and the plum blossoms in her palms withered in an instant.

"If you are sad, the plum blossoms will wither, if you are happy, the plum blossoms will bloom, the god of flowers is you, you are the god of flowers. The man sat down against the woman.

"Xiao Peng, for ten years, you have stayed by my side and never left me, giving up the freedom you yearn for the most, is it worth it?" The woman looked at Xiao Peng sadly, the man who had accompanied her for ten years.

"If I don't have you by my side, what's the use of me?" Xiao Peng smiled indifferently, looking at the falling flowers on the ground in a daze.

"Sometimes I wonder how happy I would be if I had fallen in love with you?" said the woman sadly.

"Hehe, if you fall in love with me, you won't be happy, Luohua, you are happy to fall in love with Jincheng, even if Jincheng hasn't come back for ten years, but the expectations he gives you will always be so desirable and happy. Waiting is actually a kind of happiness, isn't it?" Xiao Peng comforted the woman in front of him with a smile.

"Maybe you're right, although I've been waiting for ten years, I don't feel pain, but under this plum tree, I will think of the bits and pieces of Jincheng before, so happy, so free. With a happy smile on the corner of Luohua's mouth, it seems that she has returned to the happy moment ten years ago.

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"Holy Son, do you want to go out and see, the holy war has begun, and you will be the presiding officer of this holy war. The Holy Spear stood respectfully behind the Holy Son, waiting for the Holy Son's answer.

The Holy Son raised his hand, a plum blossom flew from his fingertips, his eyes were extremely gentle, and there seemed to be a trace of fragrance floating on his gray hair.

"In my lifetime, I don't know if I will ever be able to see her. The Son did not answer the question.