"I didn't make a wish. Leng Yue whispered: "I have obtained everything that more people can hope for! If I want to get more, then I will become a greedy ghost." She sighed lightly and said, "And making a wish is a little girl's trick, and I'm not a little girl anymore......"

She groaned for a moment, like a mature and sorrowful little woman.

"With you by my side, I'm content......"

Looking at the already calm sky, she smiled. Her smile was subtle and thought-provoking.

"Actually, meteors are the most ominous signs. She whispered, "Legend has it that every meteor that crosses the night sky represents the disappearance of a life on earth." You say, if I leave, will I also become a meteor across the night sky?"

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he covered her mouth.

"You're here again!" he shuddered, "we'll snuggle up like this for the rest of our lives!" he said, "we'll be together for the rest of our lives." ”

He hugged her tightly, as if he was afraid that she would fly.

"Okay. She snuggled up to him submissively. "I won't say anything!" she held out her hands and hugged his waist. "May the next life be transformed into a bird and fly into your arms. She hummed like a oriole at midnight.

"Yue'er!oh!Yue'er!Yue'er!"

He looked at her, his eyes quickly moistened.

"What are you doing?"

She tried to smile at him, but the smile faded before it could reach her lips. She opened her mouth to say something more, but only to spit out a soft, imperceptible call:

"Breeze-kun!oh, breeze-kun!breeze-kun......"

He hung his head and gagged her murmuring mouth with his lips.

She took a big breath, left him, and whispered, "Oh, Qingfeng-kun, what are we doing here? Forgotten? Aren't we going to hold a wedding here? Aren't we going to have a wedding here? Aren't we going to have the bright moon testify, and heaven and earth are the mediators, and we want to complete our life events? Now, the moon is out, what are we waiting for?"

She looked at him, her eyes like stars in the night.

"Qingfeng-kun, are you willing to marry me?"

Would you like to? He looked back at her stupidly, his heart ecstatic, his brain dazed...... He forgot to answer.

"What?" Leng Yue hesitated. "Have you changed your mind?"

The breeze was awakened, this was a major event he had been looking forward to for a long time! How could he change his mind?

"I do, I do, I do, I do, I do!"

He quickly took her in his arms, wrapped his hands tightly around her, and couldn't stop saying that he was willing.

"That's fine. ”

She buried her face in his shoulder, and suddenly she began to cry, like a child.

"Although a grand wedding is what every girl wants, I prefer such a natural wedding when love comes to me, and the sun and the moon are the mirrors. She whimpered, her face buried deeper in his shoulder.

"I know, I know. Qingfeng nodded incessantly. "I like it too! No pressure, no regrets. He stroked her hair, his nose sour. "Although the etiquette is heavy, how can it be as long as this heaven and earth-"

"You really understand me...... Woo......"

She cried, wetting the clothes off his shoulders.

"I, Yuan Qingfeng, am willing to marry Leng Yue, live and die together, and never be separated-"

He pulled Leng Yue to his knees, kneeling on the beach, under the bright moon.

Their faces were filled with boundless enthusiasm, like religious fanatics facing the gods she worshipped.

"Okay - now the wedding ceremony of the groom, Mr. Yuan Qingfeng, and the bride, Miss Leng Yue!"

In the silence, Qingfeng's affectionate eyes looked at Leng Yue, and then, he raised his right hand:

"The bridegroom Yuan Qingfeng is willing to take care of my wife Leng Yue sincerely in the future married life, whether it is happiness or sadness, whether it is health or illness! Love her, spoil her, trust her! So, Miss Miss Leng Yue, you and Mr. Yuan Qingfeng have become lifelong partners, no matter whether the future is good or bad, difficult or smooth, you have the confidence to spend it together and hand over each other's lives to each other, are you willing?"

"Uh-huh!"

Her tears welled up.

"No matter what difficulties you encounter, you will use your life to love each other, support each other, and grow old, are you willing?" he asked again, his voice choked.

"White-headed to old......" she whimpered, not daring to look at him. "Perhaps, we can only rely on God to make this dream come true......"

She looked up at the fiery red moon, and her heart was infinitely desolate.

"I just want this bright moon to hang in the sky, and it will be a day to be with you...... Being able to marry you is something I often dream of, and now that it has come true, I can't believe it, as if I am still in a dream......"

"Ah, my poor Yue'er—" He leaned down and kissed her. "So, do you still think you're dreaming?"

He looked at her, layers of mist floating in front of him, and his entire vision was blurred.

"I love you!" he shouted tremblingly: "Being able to marry you is the happiest thing in my life! I will love you with the deepest love, and I will be unreservedly loyal to you and wholeheartedly." ”

He paused.

Looking at the crying mess of Leng Yue, his bride.

"Yue'er! I love you—forever!" his voice was hoarse and affectionate, gentle and trembling, "This is the whole meaning of my life! Now, can I kiss my bride again?"

"Breeze ......"

Leng Yue cried bitterly.

She put her arms around his neck and kissed him passionately, kissing his hair, his forehead, his cheeks, his lips.

Their tears, combined into one, wet each other's lips, salty and astringent.

"Don't cry, today, you are the most beautiful bride. He kissed away the tears on her cheeks, and said with a tearful smile: "After a while, I have to take pictures, my makeup is crying, and it doesn't look good." ”

"Okay! I'm not crying!"

She smiled at the breeze, her smile poignant and desolate.

"Did you bring scissors?"

"What?"

"I heard that when folk couples get married, they will each cut off a strand of their own hair, and then put it together into a knot, indicating that they are married and love each other. ”

She pulled Qingfeng to her feet, she opened the white handbag, and then took out a white embroidered handkerchief.

"Actually, I had a strand of hair ready for a long time. As she spoke, she lifted the handkerchief layer by layer, revealing a long strand of hair wrapped around her. "It is said that the red face is old, and it is gorgeous in an instant. The ancients cut the invention will, and the cold moon cut the hair and gave it to the king. ”

She stood by the blue sea, bathed in the hazy moonlight, her face glowing, her eyes bright, and her voice full of a certain enthusiasm.

"Just let my green silk always be with you, the silk is there, the heart is ......there," she handed the handkerchief to Qingfeng, and then said: "Qingfeng-kun, you have to take care of yourself, don't ...... Grief for me...... I...... I'm going to ......"

Standing there, her body suddenly staggered, and her face suddenly turned snow-white.

Qingfeng let out a cry, and he grabbed her.

She fell into his arms, her eyes helpless and desperate.

"Yue'er!

He called out to her in a panic and snark, and took out the medicine from his coat pocket, he uncorked the bottle and put it under Leng Yue's nose for her to sniff.

Leng Yue looked at him and exhaled weakly.

"This medicine is useless...... she said weakly, "as if I can't control the feeling of the disease...... But, I didn't faint, I just had a lot of energy...... Give up on me......"

"No! no—" He buried his head in her clothes, his voice shaking violently. "I can't give up on you! You can't leave me! Not for a minute!"

"I'm so tired......"

"Go back to the RV and get a good night's sleep and wake up tomorrow. He hugged her tightly and walked quickly towards the RV.

"I'm not physically tired, I'm mentally tired, so tired that I can't think......," she murmured, "What if I die, what ......will you do?" It seems that I can dream of you at night these days, dreaming that we live in a place where there is no one, but when I wake up, I can't see you, and I am very sad......"

"You ......" Qingfeng bit his lip in pain. "You'll be fine, everything will be fine. ”

"That's what I told myself, I fought with myself, I couldn't let myself die...... I'm not a patient, I'm struggling in the dark world, I'm tired......"

"It's going to be fine, trust me......" he said.

At this moment, Qingfeng felt so incompetent...... He didn't know what else he could do other than say these pale words.

He hugged Leng Yue, feeling her weak heartbeat and cold body temperature, as if she was slowly dying in his arms.

He didn't know who to hate, he didn't know who to blame, he just felt sad...... I'm sad to die.

Finally returning to the RV, Qingfeng put Leng Yue on the bed, changed into a comfortable dressing gown for her, and then wrapped her in a quilt.

He sat on the edge of the bed staring at her, tears filling his eyes.

"Cold Moon!"

He called in a low voice.

"I'm so cold......"

Leng Yuewan was lying in the quilt, still cowering.

Her face was pale as paper, and she looked very weak, and she clutched the clothes on her chest with her hands, and she was obviously suffering in some way.

"Yue'er, my poor Yue'er!"

Qingfeng changed into pajamas and went to bed, he let her lean into his arms, and then hugged her tightly.

"Yue'er, don't be afraid!" he said with tears in his eyes, "I can't live with you in this life, but I have decided to die with you! Although you and I don't have many years in this life, don't worry, I will find you in the next life! Even if you can't find me, I'm willing to wait!"

"Yuan Qingfeng, you are not qualified to die with me!"

Leng Yue suddenly pushed him away with all her strength, her eyes burning, staring at him as if she was about to breathe fire.

"I curse you in the name of God—this life, this life, eternal life, neither old nor dead, neither wounded nor perishable! I have never regretted this life, but if I could do it again, I would never fall in love with you again—"