Leng Yue shook for a moment, and it took a while for her to sit back in her place. She looked up at the breeze, her eyes dark.

"Yes!

Qingfeng said firmly.

"Could it be that you have different tastes?" Leng Yue took a deep breath, her eyes darker and darker. "It's my guilt to be light on you, and I deserve to die......" Her face looked a little pale under the starlight.

"Why do you say those dead and alive words at every turn?" the breeze interrupted Leng Yue and interjected excitedly. "Why do you have to spoil this romantic atmosphere?" he stared at her, looking at her with a heartache. "Have you seen Maugham's "The Shackles of Human Nature"?" he asked suddenly after a moment's silence.

"I know that story. Leng Yue said.

"The same story is probably going to be repeated in me.

"So, can you tell what is reality and what is a dream?" Leng Yue asked faintly: "Have you heard the story of Zhou Zhuang's dream butterfly?"

"Let's talk about it!" Qingfeng breathed quickly and smiled bitterly as if he were hurt. "I'd love to hear your story. He said.

Leng Yue looked at Qingfeng and sighed inexplicably.

She took her gaze back, she didn't dare to look at him anymore, the affectionate and distressed gaze made her heartbroken want to cry......

She rested her head in his shoulder socket, her breathing was flustered, but the heat she exhaled was soft, soft, hot, and it blew in his neck and warmed his heart.

Qingfeng sighed softly, gently grabbed her head, and patted her gently, and then listened to her whisper:

"Once upon a time, there was a man named Zhou Zhuang who dreamed that he had become a butterfly. How happy he was when he danced, but when he woke up, he was still a mortal. She closed her eyes slightly, and she leaned her head deeper into his shoulder socket. "In the end, I don't know if Zhou Zhuang dreamed of becoming a butterfly, or if a butterfly dreamed of becoming Zhou Zhuang. She sighed, rubbed it softly and said, "If you live reality as a dream, you will live a dream as reality." If you live dreams as reality, you live reality as if they were dreams...... Isn't it the same in exchange for a different way of living?"

"Is it the same?"

Qingfeng seemed to be confused by the cold moon.

He stared at the endless ocean, at the vast expanse where it met with the sea that day, and he froze there, and he pondered for a long time.

"A cloned life, a copied life, is originally a product of fiction and reality, dreams and reality...... Why be so serious. ”

"What did you say?"

Qingfeng Ling shivered.

He looked down at her in shock, her face was very pale, and her lips were gradually losing their blood, but she was bathed in the starry sky, exuding a strange beauty.

He clasped her hand to his own, her hand trembling slightly.

"What, you're cold?" he asked, uneasy. "Shall we go back?" he looked at her, asking for her opinion.

"Don't. She quickly said, "I'm fine, I like the sea breeze and I like the stars." ”

She turned her head back to the telescope.

"I want to look at the stars again, I want to find the North Star. She said.

"The North Star is a star located in the constellation Ursa Minor. Qingfeng pointed to the North Star in the telescope and said, "Because its position is unchanging, from ancient times to the present, if people get lost, they will look for the North Star first." ”

"You know so much!" Leng Yue looked at him adoringly.

"Because Polaris is like family. Qingfeng looked at Leng Yue affectionately and said deeply: "In this way, my moon likes the stars very much, and when you see the North Star, you will think of me." ”

"Yes. ”

She sighed.

"Because my family is family, my family. ”

The night was quiet, and the ships were getting scarce...... In the distance, the stars were still shining, and the sky was dark and vast.

Suddenly, a meteor streaked across the sky, it was dazzling and shiny, but it quickly disappeared.

"Shooting stars are beautiful, aren't they?" she asked, her voice calm and deep.

"Yes......" he sighed. "It's beautiful. He said.

"Meteors are beautiful and fragile...... Leng Yue's eyes were moist, and she whispered, "It shows a person's future destiny...... Because there is a person on the earth and a star in the sky, and each star represents a person. ”

"I didn't think about it so much. Qingfeng said, "It's just that when I look up at the sky, I feel that this universe is really amazing." ”

"Hmm. ”

She looked at the ocean and stopped talking.

Her eyes were misty and trance-like, and her mind seemed to float into an unknown world.

Qingfeng picked her up, opened the car door, and put her in the back seat of the car.

"Breeze. She muttered and muttered, "Please...... Don't blame me. ”

"Do I blame you?" he looked at her gently, "No, I won't blame you. ”

He suddenly felt wet in his arms, he was startled, reached out and touched her face, her face was full of tears, and he was startled.

"Yue'er, what's wrong with you? Are you crying?" he put his arm around her head. "I really don't blame you! Really, I swear!"

"Alright. I know. ”

Leng Yue hid her cheek in his arms and closed her eyes.

"I didn't cry. She said, "It was the sea breeze that blew my eyes." Her voice was so soft and soft. "You go clean up, I want to sleep. ”

"Good ——-"

Qingfeng took out a small blanket from the trunk, and he gently covered her with it.

He looked up at the stars and the bright moon, and a touch of uneasiness crept up his brows, up the corners of his eyes, and on his entire face.

He didn't know what the future was, and he didn't want to know.

He turned on the engine, and the car started—

*

The candlelit dinner of Siqi and Xiaoxi ended with a thick and mellow dairy food.

After a rich and delicious dinner, they were refreshed and energetic after a day's rest. They couldn't get bored any longer, and they were ready to go on a night tour of Rome.

The gentle Roman night breeze was blowing, and the ancient city was at their feet.

The lights seem to light up a long history, and the thousand-year-old church rises into the sky.

Bell towers, sculptures, fountains, palaces, ruins, monuments, combined with modern architecture and civilization, make up this strange city.

Siqi and Xiaoxi did not take a car, they walked on foot, watching and marveling as they went.

There was a burst of horses' hooves, and a carriage approached, and two tall horses covered in snow-white with feathers on their heads stood proudly in the night.

The creek was greatly amazed.

"I'm going to ride in a carriage!"

"Okay. ”

Siqi beckoned to the hired carriage, and after a few words of conversation with the coachman, he pulled the brook into the car.

He sat side by side with her.

As soon as the coachman pulled the reins, the cart moved forward slowly.

"Oh!"

The creek began to marvel again.

"I really don't believe it's true, I really can't believe it's true!" she said with a laugh.

"We're going to go around the whole city of Rome in a carriage!" said Siqi, holding her tightly around her waist.

The horses' hooves walked rhythmically on the stone-paved roads, through the streets and around the alleys.

The night was beautiful and clear.

In the sky, the bright moon was in the sky, so that the starlight was eclipsed.

The moonlight was painted on the horseback, on the carriage, on the ancient building, on the majestic sculpture, everything seemed to be draped in a dreamy color.

Xiaoxi snuggled Siqi tightly, she couldn't help but sigh and asked in a low voice:

"We're in a dream, aren't we?"

"Yes. Siqi muttered, "It's in a dream, because it's so beautiful, so good, so magical, so dreamy!"

"There is no Rome in my dreams!" exclaimed Brook, "but it is more beautiful than my dreams!"

The car walked for a while and suddenly stopped.

They looked up and saw that the carriage was parked in front of a fountain, and the vicinity of the fountain was full of tourists and cars.

The coachman explained in English: "This is the famous virgin spring in Rome." There's an old song called 'Three Copper Plates in the Spring,' which refers to this fountain. It's the theme song of Roman Love. ”

"Really?"

Xiaoxi and Siqi both asked curiously.

"Yes!" the coachman nodded. "Legend has it that if you want to make a wish, it will work. He said.

"Then let's get out of the car and have a look, and let's make a wish." Siqi took Brook's hand.

"Wow!"

Xiaoxi screamed and got out of the car with Siqi.

She trotted to the fountain, and looked at the lifelike figure of the sculpture, at the droplets of water that flew on all sides, at the clear spring bathed in the moonlight, and at the thousands of small silver coins that sank in the spring, and she meditated silently.

Why do humans have so many wishes? This goddess named "Tryphi" must be quite busy!

Looking up, she met Siqi's eyes.

"How do I make a wish?" asked Brook.

"With your back to the spring, throw two coins from your shoulder into the pool, and you can make two wishes. The coachman replied with a smile.

The brook stood in silent prayer for a moment, and reverently threw two coins.

Like a stream, Siqi prayed silently for a moment, and reverently threw two coins.

"What is your wish?"

He asked, eyes twinkling in the moonlight.

"What about yours?"

Xiaoxi asked, her face flushed.

"My wish......"

Siqi took a deep breath, and then said emotionally: "May such smiles, moonlight, hope, dreams, joy, happiness, and the future always surround us." He went to take the brook's hand again, looked into her eyes, and continued, "May the covenant be made forever."

"Qin Se is in the palace, and the years are quiet. "May the moon in heaven bear witness!"

She looked up at the sky, her eyes wet.

"This life, this world, eternal life and eternity. She raised her little hand, and her voice was soft and affectionate: "No matter the ends of the world, no matter how the stars change, no matter what situation is encountered, the creek will accompany the husband, and the sea will be dry and rotten." ”

"Siqi will always love the creek!"

"No complaints, no regrets!" they said in unison.