Chapter 888： Our secrets (2/2)

”Sometimes when I see them, I will believe that there is still true love in the world, that they will stay together, that they will never leave, that the world will be fickle, and I don't know if they can keep going.”

Feeding the grass to the horse, I would like to hear the words. The eyes are exactly the same as the back of the two. He thinks that this pair of puppets will definitely come to the end.

By the time Chu Qingyan and Xiao Xu returned, she had already won Fenghuang and tied her hair again.

Some people have bright and beautiful women's clothing, while others have gentle and lustrous men's clothing, but few people can control both types of dress at the same time, and she can always use it freely.

It can be described as a girl with a thousand faces and a delicate heart.

As soon as Chu Qingyan returned, she carefully packed the brocade box into her bag. Cheng Yanluo on the side saw that she couldn't help joking with her.

She was about to turn back, and when she touched a hard object with her fingers, she took it out. When she left that day, Dongting Wangyu gave it to her.

She remembered that he said to let her open it again during her birthday, and she was so impressed that she couldn't wait to open it. She didn't know what he would give her, and she looked a little expectant.

When the box was opened, Cheng Yanluo came over.

It's a fan.

To be precise, it is a glass fan.

”What a chic fan!” Cheng Yanluo couldn't help exclaiming, as if blinded by what was inside.

Chu Qingyan was also stunned. He took the glass fan in his hand. Some weight, not made of ordinary bamboo, but made of purple crystal. When she moved her finger, the fan was opened, and it was instantly brilliant. It flashed in front of me. When I saw it, there were faint dots that looked like gem fragments but not like. It was already near night, and this glass fan exuded purple light in the dark color, which made people dizzy. dizzy.

”It can be seen that this gift-giver is attentive.” Even Cheng Yanluo couldn't help but sigh.

Chu Qingyan looked at the distant horizon and smiled, Dongting, thank you.

”Little girl, happy birthday!”

In a lush mountain forest, Dongting Wangyu sat on a tall tree on the top of the mountain, holding a pot of wine in his hand, his eyes looking at the rising moon, and the corner of his mouth rising in an arc.

He imagined what little expression he would have when the little girl opened the gift he gave him.

This was the first time he had so carefully prepared a gift for the girl's house.

A cold wind blew, dissipating the heat from his body, and lightening his mind.

I have never participated in every birth since I met you, and I may not have a chance in the future.

Because when we may see you again, our position will be--

Somehow, the chest hurt slightly.

With a cold face, he drank his wine, then loosened his hands, and there was a crisp sound under the tree.

He jumped down the treetop and walked down the mountain smoothly.

As the mother-in-law said, no one will accompany anyone for the rest of their lives, and most of them go their separate ways.

So it's time to disperse.

Just until a long time later.

He found that it was just self-deception.

For so many years, others have turned around him, and he has not taken anyone seriously, no relatives, no friends.

He was very embarrassed and did not trade at a loss. Only to one person, he lost his wife and lost his soldiers.

Only then did he realize that, in fact, he gave the gentleness and goodness of his life to the little girl who often sat with him on the treetops.