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Chapter 694: Finale! (End)

Finale! (End)

Liu Qingcong stood halfway up the mountain, staring at the smoke from the mountains in a daze. From time to time, bursts of firecrackers could be heard from the Liu Mansion at the foot of the mountain, accompanied by joyful laughter.

She knew her parents were there, had they put on new clothes? Was the stove in the house warm enough...

They have always been taken care of by Bai Yue, so why should she be worried?

Family reunion is not suitable for her, because she is not their daughter in the first place. But she still has such a concern in her heart even though she is far away from home.

Suddenly there was a long sigh from behind.

She didn't need to look back to know it was him, he seemed to be everywhere.

"Qing'er." Is she still sad for Feng Qijun?

"Um!"

"I'm here to say goodbye to you."

"Where are you going?"

"The ends of the earth."

"Oh! When are you leaving?"

"Tomorrow morning."

"good!"

Feng Shiqilang looked at her tightly wrapped in front of him. She was obviously afraid of the cold, but she still liked to get wet in the snow. She obviously had a home, but she didn't dare to go back. She obviously had someone to rely on, but she just didn't want to rely on it.

He hoped to hear that she would stay with him. Even if she just said a word, he would stay without hesitation. But she didn't say a word. All along, it was just his wishful thinking.

"Bon voyage." Liu Qingcong suddenly turned around and looked at him with a smile.

Feng Shichiro nodded, just looked at her and couldn't say another word.

The early morning light shines on this peaceful town, waking up everything in the world.

Feng Shiqilang stood at the door with a bag on his back. His steps were so light for fear of waking up others. He looked at the door next door, his beloved was inside, and he was leaving now.

But he didn't want to disturb her.

Since you are determined to leave, don't say goodbye. Why add to the sadness?

He mounted the white horse, looked back at Luozhicheng and the inn, turned around, patted the horse, and left with determination.

Suddenly a voice shouted: "Wait for me!"

Such a familiar voice!

Feng Shiqilang reined in his horse and turned around, and saw Liu Qingcong chasing after him on horseback.

"What's the matter?" he asked calmly.

"You missed something." She blinked, but said seriously.

"What?"

"Let's go, you'll know when we get to the front." Liu Qingcong slapped her horse and galloped forward, shouting: "I'll tell you if you catch up with me."

Feng Shichiro's horse ran faster, and Liu Qingcong's horse ran faster, as if they were against him.

Seeing that he was about to leave the city, Feng Shichiro shouted: "What on earth is it? Tell me quickly?"

"You haven't caught up with me yet."

"But we are about to leave the city and there is no turning back."

"Fool, I have found what you missed." Liu Qingcong looked back and smiled sweetly at him.

Feng Shichiro looked at her flying towards the sun, and then realized that he had missed her, and now he had found her again.

The two of them came to a market, and they walked around the market with their horses. The foreign customs attracted them, and everything felt fresh.

"Master, madam, would you like to come over to take a calligraphy test and calculate your fortune this year?" Zhang Tiekou, who was setting up a stall, waved to the two of them.

"No, thank you!" Liu Qingcong's face turned pink and she refused again and again.

Fortune-telling, she doesn't believe in fate. She believes in the victory of man and nature.

Feng Shichiro bumped her with his elbow and whispered: "That person thinks we are husband and wife!"

Liu Qingcong was secretly happy, but she said coldly: "That person is probably blind."

"Oh." Feng Shiqirou looked disappointed.

"Master, madam, come here and I will paint a portrait for you. How about two people paying one person's fee?" The old man setting up the painting stall greeted Feng Shiqilang and Liu Qingcong with a dancing eyebrow.

"No, no, no." Liu Qingcong waved her hands repeatedly.

Feng Shiqilang leaned towards her and said softly: "Isn't this painter blind?"

"Silly."

There is a stall every few steps along this street. Every stall owner is very enthusiastic and everyone greets them as young master and madam.

Liu Qingcong got on her horse and ran out of the town as if running away. She ran until she reached an uninhabited place before stopping.

Feng Shichiro was always following her like a shadow.

She jumped off her horse, fell down on a piece of clean grass, and shouted to the blue sky: "Do you think there is any justice? All the people in that town are blind. I'm really going crazy."

"If one person is blind, I believe that if everyone is blind, that only explains one reason."

"What reason?" She turned around and got up.

"We are very much like a couple." He said calmly.

"I'm kidding, I'm kidding, how could it be possible between me and you?" She quickly denied.

"Then why didn't you deny it to those people just now? You have already accepted this fact in your heart."

"You are talking nonsense, talking nonsense, if you continue to talk nonsense I will not be polite to you."

"I want to see how you can be rude to me." Feng Shichiro got up and rushed towards her.

Liu Qingcong suddenly bent up and kicked him with both feet. Feng Shichiro was caught off guard and was kicked far away, falling to the ground motionless.

Her expression changed and she hurried over. She turned Feng Shichiro's body over and found that his face was pale. Could it be that she had struck him too hard and beat him to death?

Liu Qingcong grabbed the clothes on his chest and shook it desperately: "Feng Shiqilang, get up, get up!"

He remained motionless, as if dead.

"Seventeen Lang, stop playing. If you continue to play, I will ignore you." She slapped him in the face with her hand, but he didn't react at all.

This time Liu Qingcong was really panicked. She stretched out her hand to feel his breath: "Dead? How is that possible? I just kicked you lightly. Why did you die so easily?"

She let him go: "Seventeen Lang, don't go too far. If you don't get up, I will leave."

He still looked like he was dead.

She really killed him by mistake, and he was really dead!

"Feng Shichiro, how could you die like this? What should I do if you die?" She shook him desperately.

Looking at his bloodless face and tightly closed eyes, she suddenly remembered the joke she had made with him.

At that time, he teased her and said, "Your martial arts skills are so high. What if one day I can't beat you?"

"If you die in my hands, you should be content."

"If I really die, I won't let you go even if I become a ghost."

"How about giving it a try?"

…

It was just a joke at first, but she didn't expect that the lie would become true, and she really killed Feng Shichiro with her own hands.

She covered her face and cried sadly, and suddenly she saw an eye moving. Liu Qingcong immediately turned her sadness into grief and anger, and rushed forward to scratch Feng Shiqilang's itch.

You must know that Feng Shiqilang was not afraid of anything, but he was afraid of tickles. He kept laughing, rolling and struggling in the grass, and finally begged for mercy: "Let me go, I won't dare to do it again next time."

"I let you lie to me, and it was in vain that you cheated me out of tears. Let's see if you can do it again." She grabbed his weak point and refused to let her go easily.

Feng Shichiro suddenly pulled her down on the grass with a strong pull. The two kept rolling and rolling, and slowly stopped. Feng Shichiro looked at the person in his arms, and she also looked at him with her eyes open.

They were close to each other's bodies and could hear each other's heartbeats.

Liu Qingcong gently closed her eyes and felt the breath coming from him.

He finally kissed her lips gently and softly. He was careful, fearing that if he applied a little force, she would melt away like ice and snow.

After a deep kiss, he slowly let go of her and said softly: "Qing'er, marry me and be my wife."

"How can anyone ask for marriage like this?" She complained with her little mouth pouted.

"Our parents are not here, and there is no matchmaker. Wouldn't it be more sincere if I tell you personally?"

Liu Qingcong pointed to his hand: "You have nothing and you are so poor. Who will marry you?"

"I will work hard to earn money to support you in the future."

"I don't like you making money, I like wandering around the world."

"I'll accompany you."

She nodded.

"You haven't promised me yet?" He stretched out his long arm and hugged her waist again.

"Let's talk about it later."

"Then I will kiss you until you agree."
To be continued...