Li Ye held out his hand to her, "Let's go." ”

There are many, many memories of this place.

It takes a long time to climb to the top of the mountain, but fortunately, the steps are well repaired and the road is easy to walk.

"If you're tired, just say it, and we'll stop and rest for a while." Zuo Ling looked back at the staff carrying the camera and reminded him.

Several staff members nodded in unison.

Li Ye led her up, and said as she walked: "I was quite surprised when you said that you asked for a marriage or something. ”

"Who knows that in the end, the person in front of him is his sweetheart, and his sweetheart is also a destined person." Zuo Ling raised his eyebrows and answered.

Hearing this, Li Ye smiled, "Let's go up and pull the red rope once in a while." ”

"Aren't you afraid you won't be able to pull the same root?"

I still remember that Li Ye said that the chance of pulling the same root was really too small, and he didn't believe that he could pull the same root, who knew that he would really pull the same root in the end. It's just that at the beginning, Li Ye didn't know. Later, she told him that in fact, they pulled the same root.

This is also fate.

But if you pull it now, Zuo Ling is also a little bottomless in his heart, so many lines, it is really rare to pull the same one.

Li Ye thought it was okay, "Try it." ”

Li Ye's mood now is like Zuo Ling a few years ago. At that time, Zuo Ling had to try it, and felt that he could pull the same root, but Li Ye didn't believe it. Now the two are just the opposite.

Zuo Ling shrugged his shoulders and responded.

After a break in the middle, the group successfully reached the top of the mountain, there were not many people in the temple, because I was afraid that so many people could not go in to shoot, so a camera took a small camera and followed in, and the others sat in the pavilion outside and waited.

As soon as he entered, Li Ye led Zuo Ling and went straight to the tree. Because there were not many people, there was no one in front of the tree now.

Li Ye and Zuo Ling stood on either side. Zuo Ling looked at the dense red line, a little worried, paused, and said: "This thing, if you can't pull the same root, it doesn't mean anything, you know." ”

"Hmm." Dawn of the night responded.

The temple was very quiet, and after about a few seconds, Zuo Ling had just picked up a red thread when he heard Li Ye's voice sound again, "Even if you can't pull the same one, I will marry you, you have to do it." ”

The last four words are firm.

Zuo Ling lowered her eyes and laughed, under the camera, her cheeks were slightly red, and there was a hint of sweetness and rare shyness in her smile. "I'm alright, are you alright?"

"Alright."

As his voice fell, Zuo Ling directly tugged at the red thread in his hand, which seemed to be entangled or something, Zuo Ling didn't feel that he had pulled the rope. "Huh?" There was something strange about her.

The red thread in Li Ye's hand was wrapped twice, and he could clearly feel the strength coming from there, but he was holding it tightly, so the rope was not dragged away.

Seeing this, Li Ye smiled.

Li Ye has a sense of youth that does not belong to his current age, his smile is not adulterated, like a boy in a clean school uniform in adolescence, and his gentle smile makes people intoxicated.

There was still a hint of childishness in his actions, and he was now like a child who had gotten candy, satisfied.

"You drag it again." Li Ye's voice was a little hoarse, but this time he relieved some of his strength.

Hearing the sound, Zuo Ling sighed and raised his hand to pull the rope.

(End of chapter)