Jin Yan shook her head, "No, why would you dislike it? She looks even prettier this way than before." Jin Yan picked up a bunch of Qing Mo's hair, covered up the heartache in her eyes and said to Qing Mo with a smile.
"Don't lie to me!" Qing Mo held Jin Yan's hand and stared at Jin Yan and said, like a child in desperate need of affirmation.
"I'm not going to lie to you, my Qingmo is the prettiest, no matter what it looks like. I don't know what other people think of it, but that's how it looks in my eyes."
Seeing her originally black and satin hair turn into snowy silver, her heart ached, but she still had to keep a smile on her face. She couldn't be sad. Qing Mo had always been stinky and she couldn't let him think she was
dislike.
It's not that she doesn't like it, she just feels distressed.
He lost three thousand black hairs because of her!
So what can she do for him?
Jin Yan didn't know how long she had been asleep, but she knew that even if she had been asleep long enough, it would not have been enough for Qing Mo's hair to become like this. He must have put a lot of effort into her cultivation to become like this. She
She could no longer not cherish her own life. She had paid for it with Qing Mo's black hair. Thinking of her ankle-length black hair, she felt that the loose silver hair was particularly dazzling, making her eyes and heart tremble.
pain.
"No one will like me in the future. If you don't want me, then I will really have to die alone." Qing Mo said this with a hint of joking in his tone.
"Really? I don't think so. I'll be thankful if you just attract the bees and butterflies for me." Jin Yan rolled her eyes at him. She didn't think that no one would like Qing Mo's white hair. Dan Ge wasn't already full of hair.
Silver hair, and Qingmo's hair is longer than Dange's, which seems to look better. Of course, this is just Jin Yan's own idea.
A dagger suddenly appeared in her hand, and then she cut her hair, immediately cutting off a bunch of hair, and then pulled a bunch of Qing Mo's hair to separate it, and the two locks of hair, one black and one white, quickly changed in her hand.
Then she tied up one end and tied the other end with a small concentric knot. She looked at Qing Mo with some embarrassment and said, "My craftsmanship is not very good, so I can only make it like this. It's a bit ugly."
"
Qing Mo took the braid in her hand and looked at it carefully, "I know this is called a married couple in the world, right? They will grow old together, right?"
"Yes." Jin Yan nodded. In fact, she didn't know much about it. She just saw his hair and thought of getting one like this. One black and one white formed a strong contrast. She believed that they would grow old together and never be separated in this life.
"Yan'er, I'm a little tired and want to take a rest." Qing Mo put the concentric knot into his clothes and held it close to his heart.
"Well, you take a rest for a while. I'll guard you here. You must wake up." Jin Yan was a little scared, Qing Mo's condition looked very bad.
Qing Mo smiled and reached out to touch Jin Yan's cheek, "I'm not like you!"
Jin Yan wrinkled her nose and hummed dissatisfied, "Yeah, don't be like me. You are Qing Mo. You keep your promises the most, so I know you will always stay with me." She will keep her promise too, no.
She would mess up again. This feeling was too painful, and she couldn't bear Qing Mo to bear it again.
Watching Qing Mo close his eyes, Jin Yan held her head with her hands and looked at Qing Mo. She took out a comb and gently combed Qing Mo's hair. The silver hair was just as beautiful.