"Ouch!" I screamed and shouted dissatisfied, "Qianben Jiye, you big bastard, you actually threw me again..."
But Senbon Silent Night ignored me and just stared blankly at the flowers in the small garden.
A breeze blew, and the dandelions in the garden were flying all over the sky. They were light, transparent, shining, and swaying in the sky...
"The flowers turn into catkins after they are blown by the wind, and they grow when they fall on the wet ground." Qianben Jieye chanted softly, and the iceberg expression that had not changed for thousands of years began to melt, and slowly raised a faint and gentle smile.
I rubbed my eyes and looked at the handsome boy in front of me who was smiling intoxicatedly with my eyes wide open with some uncertainty.
Really... really like an angel... He is the iceberg demon I know... Qianbon Silent Night? It seems that I am a little unsure at this moment...
The golden sunshine followed his eyelashes that were raised slightly because of his smile, and his thin lips outlined a beautiful arc. His flaxen hair exuded a soft light under the light, and his whole body seemed to be enveloped in golden light.
Among...
It was like at this moment, I felt like I saw an angel falling into the mortal world. Just for a moment, I felt that my heartbeat was about to stop...
I couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, this guy! No matter where he goes, every movement is a luminous body...
"Aren't the dandelions here beautiful?" Qianben silently murmured, as if talking to himself, as if he was asking me.
"Dandelion..." I was stunned for a moment and blurted out uncontrollably, "A love that can't stay..."
Qian Benjiye was stunned for a moment, and looked at me. I seemed to feel the coldness in his eyes melting away little by little, and asked lightly, "Do you know the language of flowers?"
"Of course I know..." I smiled bitterly, dandelions... that was my deceased grandma's favorite tweed. Grandma said that dandelions represent love that can't stay. My grandpa gave grandma a bouquet of white flowers before he died of illness.
Dandelion, he said to grandma, I will come back. Plant the dandelion, and when it blooms pink flowers, that is when I will return to you...