The small lotus pond is surrounded by colorful neon lights. The fireworks are in the night sky, dragging long meteor tails from top to bottom... The reflection of the fireworks in the lotus pond is like rapid sparks spreading from the water.
rise.
So beautiful...
How can it be so beautiful that it makes people's hearts move?
In a daze, I really thought I had fallen into a beautiful fairyland.
I can't tell if it's real or not.
Such a romantic scene must have been specially arranged by someone, right?
Who arranged it for whom?
At that moment, there was an indescribable emotion, and a trace of envy flashed through my heart.
After regaining consciousness in a daze, I subconsciously thought: Did I accidentally break into a scene carefully prepared by others?
Where are people?
She looked around, but there was no one there.
In the whole world, there is only her, only the romantic fireworks in the sky, only the hazy red light of the pavilions, only the heart-shaped red candles swaying on the lawn, only the lotus leaves that complement each other in the pond...
Where is the hero? Where is the heroine?
Should I leave the scene? Otherwise, as a passerby, will I ruin other people's romance?
But after searching for a long time, she couldn't see the hero or heroine appearing.
She chuckled: Since there is no one else, you can't blame me for keeping it all to myself.
Gu Shaocheng was lazily leaning on the leather sofa, his eyes flashing with soft light, and his face was lightly dyed with that kind of showy smile. He kept holding his mobile phone in his hand, looking at the photo album casually
Look through.
Huahua suddenly appeared from behind him, and he immediately put his phone away and glanced at him lightly.
"Brother, what are you looking at? Are you so happy?"
Huahua giggled. He also wanted to take a look. Men also have the mentality of peeping and gossiping, but Gu Shaocheng hid it like a treasure.
At this time, Bai Qingqing handed over a piece of paper: "Brother, what do you think of the love words I wrote for you?"
Gu Shaocheng had a photographic memory. He held a page in his hand and scanned it line by line, remembering all the love words in his heart.
What... "You are my tenderness from another life, the fragrance beside my pillow, spreading a sweet fragrance in the moonlight, and warming my lifelong attachment."
What... "For you, I am drunk with eternal reincarnation, and pale the brief but eternal love in this rolling world of mortals."
What... "In this life, you are me, the confidante who has been forgotten for thousands of years. You are me, stained by the world of mortals, and scattered by sad thoughts."
What... "This end of prosperity does not cost the city or the country, but it costs everything I have. What do you want, a lifetime together? Or a moment of pleasure? What I want is to simply have you."
…
Gu Shaocheng looked at it, raised his head and asked: "Where did you copy the poem from? It is beautiful, but I always feel that it is not suitable for oral expression. Is it too sour?"
Bai Qingqing seemed to have never heard of it, and the man who had always been elegant also praised himself a little: "Is it sour? I used these verses to catch up with Jingru back then. Women love this, especially these gorgeous rhetoric.
Like beautiful clothes, they simply can't resist." The lotus pond, which is not too big or too small, is surrounded by colorful neon lights. Fireworks are in the night sky, dragging long tails of meteors, falling from the top... The lotus pond
The reflection of the fireworks inside is like rapid sparks rising from the water.
So beautiful...
How can it be so beautiful that it makes people's hearts move?
In a daze, I really thought I had fallen into a beautiful fairyland.
I can't tell if it's real or not.
Such a romantic scene must have been specially arranged by someone, right?
Who arranged it for whom?
At that moment, there was an indescribable emotion, and a trace of envy flashed through my heart.
After regaining consciousness in a daze, I subconsciously thought: Did I accidentally break into a scene carefully prepared by others?
Where are people?
She looked around, but there was no one there.
In the whole world, there is only her, only the romantic fireworks in the sky, only the hazy red light of the pavilions, only the heart-shaped red candles swaying on the lawn, only the lotus leaves that complement each other in the pond...
Where is the hero? Where is the heroine?
Should I leave the scene? Otherwise, as a passerby, will I ruin other people's romance?
But after searching for a long time, she couldn't see the hero or heroine appearing.
She chuckled: Since there is no one else, you can't blame me for keeping it all to myself.
Gu Shaocheng was lazily leaning on the leather sofa, his eyes flashing with soft light, and his face was lightly dyed with that kind of showy smile. He kept holding his mobile phone in his hand, looking at the photo album casually
Look through.
Huahua suddenly appeared from behind him, and he immediately put his phone away and glanced at him lightly.
"Brother, what are you looking at? Are you so happy?"
Huahua giggled. He also wanted to take a look. Men also have the mentality of peeping and gossiping, but Gu Shaocheng hid it like a treasure.
At this time, Bai Qingqing handed over a piece of paper: "Brother, what do you think of the love words I wrote for you?"
Gu Shaocheng had a photographic memory. He held a page in his hand and scanned it line by line, remembering all the love words in his heart.
What... "You are my tenderness from another life, the fragrance beside my pillow, spreading a sweet fragrance in the moonlight, and warming my lifelong attachment."
What... "For you, I am drunk with eternal reincarnation, and pale the brief but eternal love in this rolling world of mortals."
What... "In this life, you are me, the confidante who has been forgotten for thousands of years. You are me, stained by the world of mortals, and scattered by sad thoughts."
What... "This end of prosperity does not cost the city or the country, but it costs everything I have. What do you want, a lifetime together? Or a moment of pleasure? What I want is to simply have you."
…
Gu Shaocheng looked at it, raised his head and asked: "Where did you copy the poem from? It is beautiful, but I always feel that it is not suitable for oral expression. Is it too sour?"
Bai Qingqing seemed to have never heard of it, and the man who had always been elegant also praised himself a little: "Is it sour? I used these verses to catch up with Jingru back then. Women love this, especially these gorgeous rhetoric.
Like beautiful clothes, they simply can't resist them."