"I want you to leave the capital with me."

This sentence blurted out, and it seemed that it had been brewing in my heart for a long time.

However, in response to her was a deathly silence.

After a long time, the warm chest behind her suddenly left, and a hand helped her lift the red dress that fell from her shoulders, followed by the sound of footsteps, and gradually disappeared.

Cen Yao strode forward, his body was still a little hot and unbearable, but there was a cold wind in his heart.

Faintly, he heard sobs from behind him, and he couldn't bear it, full of sadness and loss.

Cen Yao's footsteps paused slightly, stood at the door, and looked back when he pushed the door out.

"I have something to do tonight, and I'll pick you up tomorrow and take you back to Beijing."

The door was closed, all sounds were cut off, and the room fell silent.

And Ding Bao, who was still sobbing and crying a second ago, instantly froze the falling tears at the moment when the door was closed, and then was wiped away by his sleeves.

Before the candle burned out, Ding Bao got up and walked to the bed, kicked off his shoes and fell asleep.

The bed was cold, but there seemed to be a little residual warmth behind him, some numbness, some itching, but I have to admit that I really couldn't stand it.

Cen Yao has a cold temperament, she is calm and low-key on weekdays, but once she touches her body, she must be breathing disordered, and her eyes are clear and broken, overflowing with confusion and intoxication.

"Hey......"

Ding Bao found himself suffering from insomnia.

She rolled over.

"Do you know what Cen Yao did on the night of the Lantern Festival?"

Bazaar said coldly.

"Do what?"

"He scooped up all the lightboats, found the one you put down, and read the note of your wishes."

Ding Bao's face was still calm when he heard this.

"Uh-huh, just look at it, it was originally for him to see."

"Do you know fortune telling? How can you calculate anything? ”

Ding Bao smiled.

"Amazing, I know everything."

"Do you know what he did after reading the note?"

"What else can I do, tear the paper and dismantle the ship, fortunately, the lantern is the cheapest, otherwise it will be a big loss."

Well, the lantern of thirty yuan, Ding Bao remembered it until now.

Baza Black is trying to get used to the iron rooster in front of him and continues the conversation.

"I guessed wrong."

When Ding Bao heard this, he turned over and sat up.

"What's wrong?"

"He didn't dismantle the lamp, not only did he not dismantle it, but while you were sleeping, he put the lantern back again, and the lamp was replaced with a note written by himself."

“……”

Ding Bao was silent for a while, and his beautiful eyes, which were clear and clean in the past, were now a little more confused.

It was rare for Baza Hei to see Ding Bao show this expression, and he felt a little more happy in his heart.

"People's hearts are unpredictable, Cen Yao likes you a lot more than you think."

"Well, it's a good thing, it's a good thing."

"You have no conscience."

Baza Hei can always be bland and to the point, Ding Bao is still smiling, not caring.

"Awards, awards."

Late at night, Ding Bao hadn't fallen asleep yet.

"So what did he write on the note?"

"Whatever you write, he writes."

"What did I write ......"

What was written?

When she got up that morning, she put pen to paper.

May the years and months, your heart be like my heart, and enjoy the river lantern together.

On that cold night, he bent down to put down his pen.

May the years and months, her heart be like my heart, and then enjoy the river lantern.

Cen Yao knew that her heart belonged, he was rational to death, and he knew that she was still thinking about the man she had never met before entering the palace.

——

The old house of the Ding family is solemn and solemn.

Recently, Concubine Zhuang incense, the ancestral hall has already been kneeling.