She just wants to understand now, is it too late? Looking at the peach blossom tree that has experienced hundreds of years of hardships, unexpectedly, the fragrance of the flowers is still the same. At this time, things are different and people are different.
It's a pity...he will never be here again, because he has...
As I thought about it, tears blurred my vision, and hot tears fell one by one.
"Slightly stained..."
This voice? It felt inexplicably familiar... Could it be that Qian Weiran was hallucinating? How could she hear his voice? She already missed him too much, so she had hallucinations.
"Where are you looking? It's up there! Do you want me to drag you up?"
Mu Qingcheng suddenly jumped down from the tree and landed steadily in front of Qian Weiran. He was still as handsome as ever, with a beautiful face that was as finely carved as a work of art, and green eyes as clear as emeralds with a hint of something weird.
The enchanting eyes are so clear, and the crimson light that suddenly appears in the eyes passes by without leaving any trace, which is so beautiful that it captures the heart and soul.
"you……"
Qian Weiran looked at him blankly, not knowing what to say?
Is he really Mu Qingcheng? But isn't Mu Qingcheng already dead? How could he appear in front of him alive and intact? Why?
His clothes are still the same as that day. Could it be that...
“What are you looking at??”
Mu Qingcheng smiled without leaving any trace, and seemed to be inexplicably amused by Qian Weiran's reaction. Could it be that she thought she was dreaming?
"You...you...resurrected?"
With tears streaming down her face, she finally stopped crying, sobbed twice, looked at Mu Qingcheng in disbelief, and even reached out to touch his shoulder carefully, fearing that this was just a dream.
Because, in the days when Mu Qingcheng left, there was not a night when she didn't dream about him. Every time, as soon as she woke up from the dream, he disappeared. The kind of loss is unimaginable for ordinary people, and they cannot deeply understand it.
Arrived.
"Idiot... Of course I'm not dead..."
Mu Qingcheng directly grabbed her cautious hand, and the hot temperature in her palm proved the fact that he really existed.
"Really?? The photophobia is gone too??"
Qian Weiran still didn't believe it. Even though he could clearly feel his temperature, Mu Qingcheng was also a little uneasy, because he knew that he was no longer the Mu Qingcheng before, and there were some incredible things in his body.
,Although he didn't know what was going on, he knew that he had the ability to protect her.
"What if I'm not fine? Could it be that... I can still be fine after staying in this sunshine for so long?"
Mu Qingcheng looked at the tears on her face and felt inexplicably distressed. He held her face and wiped the tears on her face distressedly: "Why are you crying again? Didn't you agree not to cry anymore?"
"Are you really not dead? You didn't lie to me?" Qian Weiran was so afraid that this was just her illusion. She was so afraid of the feeling of falling from heaven to hell. She was so scared that she couldn't believe what she was seeing.
of everything.
"Idiot... How about I prove my existence in another way?"
Mu Qingcheng's starry eyes were slightly bright, and she showed her usual playful smile. For a moment, Qian Weiran was startled, and she realized that this guy directly grabbed her waist, pulled her into his arms, and then held the back of her head and leaned over.
, closed his eyes, lowered his head and kissed her.
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There was silence in the peach blossom forest, and the entanglements and catastrophes of life after life ended here, no matter whether Mu Qingcheng was Sanskrit Ruiliu or Sanskrit Ruiliu was Mu Qingcheng.
After all, they will never miss it in this life, this life, this life.
The time is quiet and good, and I talk to you; the years are like water, and I am with you; the prosperity has faded, and I am old with you.