Qingfeng, seeing the weak cold moon, he stepped into the door, opened his hands and hugged her, and said strangely in his mouth:

"Yue'er, you're awake! I'm so worried about you, are you sleeping? I'm so scared! I'm so scared! I'm so scared! I'm so scared......" He hugged her tightly. "I'm afraid that you will leave without a sound like before! Do you know? How much I regret leaving last night! I regret that I listened to you and left you here alone! Yue'er! After I went back last night, I didn't sleep all night! I was worried about you, I was so worried! I just left and you wanted to come back, but I was afraid of disturbing you, I was afraid that you would not rest well! I was really worried about you!"

In one breath, he said in a series of words:

"Yue'er, you must not be as willful as before! You are now a married woman, you have me, and I have love you--my parents, your in-laws! When I first went out, my parents said that today is a day off, and they told me to take you home, they miss you! Moreover, you also want to see our new house! Now, the new house has been almost renovated, how can my bride ignore it?"

Oh Breeze! Oh Oh Breeze! Oh Oh Breeze!

Her beloved, distressed, reluctant lover who is reluctant to be separated for a moment, her poor breeze!

Leng Yue thought, she wanted to reach out to touch his smacking mouth, but her hand was so weak that she couldn't lift it...... She leaned into his arms, her body fluttering, she was pale and weak.

Qingfeng, the husband she sincerely wants to marry - Yuan Qingfeng.

He looked so anxious and haggard! This man, she hurt him! She caused him to die suddenly in his previous life, she made him uneasy in this life, and she made him suffer from love......

She turned her gaze, and she seemed to see Li Min again.

She was shocked, she actually saw Li Min! He was there! Yes, she also hurt him! She gave him such an unfortunate marriage, and brought him so much humiliation, that he who was full of self-confidence suddenly fell into the deep well of pain! She hurt him!

Looking at the past, she seemed to see her dead father and mother again, they seemed to have suddenly aged a hundred years, and they were sad and helpless.

She looked over again, and she seemed to see her son Siqi again, he was crying, he was newly married, he was actually crying!

I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I've made such a mess of my peaceful home...... But it's all going to be over! Soon and soon, it's all going to be over!

"Yue'er!

Qingfeng looked at her and sneered.

He pinched her cheek, and then asked her:

"Why are you rolling your eyes around and not talking, what are you thinking?"

With Qingfeng's gaze and questioning, Leng Yue's pale face had a slight red, she shook her head and shook her head again, she shook off the phantoms in front of her, and people began to wake up and cheer up.

Still leaning on Qingfeng's arms, she leaned against him and murmured:

"Breeze, if you can hear me, if you can see me...... I ask you, hold on to my consciousness, hold on to my body, don't let it fly away, and don't let it disappear!"

"This ......"

Qingfeng opened his mouth, and he froze.

"Little villain, you're acting with me and saying lines now, aren't you?"

He picked her up, then looked into her eyes, and said with a smile: "Of course I can hear you and see you, otherwise, wouldn't you become a transparent person?"

He carried her around the room, she was so light, light as a feather.

He looked at her, looked at her deeply, looked at her strangely, his eyes flickered and brightened, and he said:

"If you don't want your consciousness to fly away, in addition to relying on the help of your husband like the sky, you are relying on yourself! As for your body......

Qingfeng smiled and hugged her tightly.

"I wish I could sew you on my skin, and engrave you in my heart, so that wherever I go, you will accompany me wherever I go!

Leng Yue closed her eyes, she wanted to cry again, because she was so moved.

His arms were so warm, his arms were so strong, and his dark eyes were looking at her with deep pity.

Yes, the three-year period has not yet arrived, and her six senses have not been lost, she wants to live, she wants to live! She doesn't want to leave Qingfeng, and she doesn't want to die! She wants to live to marry Qingfeng, and she wants to live and enjoy a happy life.

What was lost in the past life, make up for it in the days to come, yes, live, live, live, live, live.

She shouted in her heart, converging into a big wave:

To live—the surging voices—to live—the heavens and the earth are shaking—to live—

Her eyes widened, and the life force seemed to return to her, and she felt that her body was warm, and her strength returned.

"Qingfeng-kun. She whispered. "Drop me, I'm going to take a shower, and then, let's go home!"

"Dear ......"

Qingfeng was excited inside.

He finally held her tightly!

For this love, he was willing to sacrifice his life in exchange! Now, he finally put his heart at ease, he felt that he had completely owned her!

At this moment, Qingfeng felt that his whole heart was filled with an unprecedented sense of happiness!

Isn't this what we are looking for in life? To be able to feel "love" and "be loved" so strongly, this world is so beautiful!

Qingfeng's eyes were wide open, and his heart was rejoicing.

*

Coming to Qingfeng's house again, Leng Yue stood indoors, she looked around, and couldn't help her surprise.

After a period of renovation, the upstairs and downstairs have completely changed.

The decoration of the hall is magnificent and modern, luxurious and elegant. The matching ceiling, walls, floors and fireplaces, matching curtains and sofas, luxurious European chandeliers and an expensive piano in the middle of the hall add a romantic and artistic atmosphere to the hall.

The dining room is a few steps higher than the living room, a modern kitchen, and a large oval dining table with a splendid, indescribable bouquet of pale yellow flowers.

Leng Yue looked around, and then said in confusion and excitement:

"It's like I've come to a palace, and it's like I've come to a temple of art!" her slender fingers stroked the piano and plucked the keys. "I like this brand of piano the most, it's my dream piano. ”

"Really?"

Qingfeng looked at her, and there was an indescribable tenderness in his fiery heart.

"It's good to like it. ”

He pulled her into his arms.

"The piano is a must, and it is also a gift from your parents. Qingfeng said softly: "I said to give you a warm and comfortable home, didn't I? I drew a picture to the decoration masters, and asked them to design and decorate according to the drawing, they said that the few things I wanted were out of stock, and the time was too hasty, so it was not completely done according to my intentions." But it's not bad, I didn't expect you to like this style too. ”

"Yes, of course I do!"

Leng Yue looked at the breeze dizzily, and she smiled.

"I don't know what kind of rich man I married!"

"Rich?"

The breeze was stunned.

Then, he smiled.

"Let's go, let's see the new house that the rich man has prepared for you. He took Leng Yue's hand. "Our new house, that's what it's called emotional!"

He pulled Leng Yue upstairs.

The décor here is very different from the downstairs, where the colors are cooler, while the upstairs, it is warm, romantic and cozy.

Qingfeng walked over and opened the doors of each room, and Leng Yue walked in, looking, and visiting.

Bathroom, washroom, cloakroom, study, baby's room, and finally, the breeze beckons to the cold moon:

"Come here, Yue'er!"

Leng Yue walked over, and Qingfeng introduced again:

"This is our bedroom. ”

On the walls of that room, there was a red, shade pattern wallpaper. The floor is covered with a wool carpet of the same shades of jacquard as the wallpaper.

White curtains, a white makeup table and a white makeup stool, and a white bedside table are also placed on two red and white art lamps with gauze covers.

What made Leng Yue dizzy and surprised was not the only ones, those red and white arrangements made her eyes shine and open her eyes.

On the roof, a red and white artistic chandelier hangs.

A round white bed is also covered with a red and white artistic bedspread, and even the white leather sofa and white coffee table are decorated with gorgeous red roses.

"Wow!"

Leng Yue ran over, she leaned her head against the curtain, she turned her head to look at the breeze, the childish and unassuming tears poured into her eyes again, and she shouted in an excited, tearful voice:

"You're really so attentive! I really like it, I like it so much! This house is clean and festive! It's very suitable for a wedding room!"

Qingfeng walked over, and he hugged her gently.

"I know that you like white, but marriage is a happy event, if it is pure white," he said deep and pleasantly, "how can I immerse myself in the heat and tranquility with you?"

Leng Yue looked at Qingfeng's deep and dark eyes, looking at his handsome and sincere face, and an indescribable emotion and a sour tenderness surged in her heart.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him on the lips. After a moment, Qingfeng looked up, his eyes moistened slightly.

"You know what?"

The breeze sighed movingly.

"You know how much I like you, how much I appreciate you, how much I love you, you know?"

"Yes. ”

Leng Yue whispered.

Her voice is soft like a dream, light like the wind, and warm like the mellow fragrance of tuberose.

"It feels so warm!" she snorted. "You make me want to cry. She blinked, her eyes literally filled with tears.

"Oh!"

The breeze let out a low cry, and joy and excitement swept at him like a great wave, drowning him whole.

Love is not only pity, pampering, but also that kind of poignant tenderness and sweetness.