Chapter 456: The girl is not good: he is cheating on me
"What's gone?" His strength was too light and I didn't need to struggle.
I turned my head and looked at him confused
"You...you don't like anything anymore?" Yan Ye raised his eyebrows and patiently reminded me again and again that I had fallen behind him.
"I like the whole world but I don't like you. I rolled my eyes, pretended to think for a moment, and killed his romantic expectations with one sentence.
"Why?" Yan Ye lowered his expectant look, paused in his tone, and his eyes turned cold unhappily.
"Be good, I will tell you later." Following his example, I raised a bright smile and patted his head.
I can also do the ultimate killing plan
"Okay! Plant your rocks!"
"Well, I hope..."
"Stop it, you idiot, do you know what making a wish is?"
"To make a wish is to make a belief silently in your heart, and to say it is called a wish."
Yan Ye threw the stone in his hand all the way into the mud pit, looking into the distance boredly, wanting to say what he called "a wish"
Okay! I know I shouldn’t believe that Yan Yeyi can do these boring things, planting pebbles? The legends on the Internet are so popular that only an idiot like Yan Yeyi believes it.
What planted the bud of love? He found it in "Du Niang". Really, I don't know what kind of fairy tale to play.
"Now, sincerity is in my heart..."
"I have no wishes, I just want to be with you." Yan Yeyi picked up the pebble in my hand and threw it back into the pit accurately.
He was "tricking" me! I let out a sigh of relief and ignored him, holding the small stone in my hand.
After the stones were buried, the new piece of land was just ordinary, maybe! Although I don’t know whose idea it was to plant pebbles, I still did it.
Yan Yeyi didn't know when he had left the surface of the earth. He was sitting lazily on the old tree. One leg was bent at a hundred-degree angle, and he let go of the branch of the big tree. One leg was hanging down naturally, gently leaning on it.
swaying in the wind
He looked at the setting sun hanging over the distant mountains, not knowing what he was thinking about.
I looked up at him, and my eyes suddenly darkened. Standing under the tree, I put my hands on my waist, bent my right leg, and leaned my back lightly on the tree trunk.
My eyes also fell on the setting sun on the horizon. Is today the winter solstice?
Yan Yeyi, the shortest day of the year, is he thinking about Sakura?