The wind rises and the wind stops, and the cold wind is bleak.
Xiao Yan looked at Murong Qingcheng. Without the indecisiveness he had just now, he could only be determined and determined to move forward. Xiao Yan was even ready to bear Murong Qingcheng's storm and scolding like a storm. No matter how Murong Qingcheng treated him, he would accept it.
Murong Qingcheng looked at Xiao Yan, and there seemed to be something in his eyes. After a long time, Murong Qingcheng nodded to Xiao Yan and said, "Okay, I agree."
There was no curse as expected, nor the endless scolding. The simple words were successfully beyond Xiao Yan's expectations.
For some reason, after hearing Murong Qingcheng's words, Xiao Yan felt as if he was like a child who had done something wrong, and seemed very uneasy.
Although there were countless beauties showing their love to Xiao Yan around him, Xiao Yan and them maintained such an ambiguous relationship. Xiao Yan did not directly refuse. This should be the first time Xiao Yan rejected the love of a woman.
Of course, Nalan Yanran doesn't count. After all, when Nalan Yanran confessed to Yan Xiao, Xiao Yan still hated Nalan Yanran.
"Please spend my last night with me. From tomorrow on, we two are just ordinary friends, okay?" Murong Qingcheng looked at Xiao Yan and tried hard to keep himself smiling.
Xiao Yan looked at Murong Qingcheng and nodded and said, "I'm sorry, I'll accompany you tonight."
As for Murong Qingcheng, he always felt that he owed her too much, and Xiao Yan naturally would not choose to refuse her last request.
With Xiao Yan's permission, Murong Qingcheng came to Xiao Yan's side, held Xiao Yan's arm and said, "It's almost dawn, sit with me and talk."
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Late night has passed, which means dawn is coming. But a bright moon is still hanging in the sky.
A man in black robe sat on the highest slope of the grassland, beside the man in black robe, a woman in a blue windbreaker sat next to the man, holding the man's right hand, and leaning his head on the man's shoulder.
"Is it cold?" Xiao Yan looked at Murong Qingcheng and said.
Murong Qingcheng nodded and said, "There is one thing, but it doesn't matter."
Xiao Yan smiled and said, "Although Zi Yulian is not around, there is something better for you."
Murong Qingcheng looked at Xiao Yan with a look of expectation in his eyes. What would Xiao Yan give him?
A cluster of dark black flames gradually emerged in Xiao Yan's hands. When the flames appeared, the temperature of the entire space was constantly rising, but it was quickly suppressed by Xiao Yan. The temperature of the flames was controlled by Xiao Yan at will.
"Is this your heavenly fire?" Murong Qingcheng looked at the heavenly fire in Xiao Yan's hand and said.
"Well, do you remember what I gave you before giving it to Zi Yulian?" Xiao Yan looked at Murong Qingcheng and said.
"Before Zi Yulian, well, I remember it was a rose." Murong Qingcheng pretended to think for a long time before answering Xiao Yan's question.
"That's right, I'm going to give you a rose now. Although it's not a real rose, it's a flame rose." Xiao Yan looked at Murong Qingcheng and said.
"Flame rose, what kind of rose is that? This flame is black and not good-looking. How can there be black roses?" Murong Qingcheng lay on Xiao Yan's shoulder and looked at the Tianhuo in Xiao Yan's hand.
Xiao Yan nodded and said, "That's right. Although the black rose has the shape of a rose, it does not have the expression of a rose."
"Hehe, as long as it is given by you, I will just do it." Murong Qingcheng seemed to like Xiao Yan's awkward look, with a smile on his lips.
Xiao Yan did not continue to speak, and the power of his soul rushed towards the heavenly fire in his hand. Suddenly, the heavenly fire, which had no shape, began to solidify, little by little.
First there are the branches of roses, then the leaves of roses, one, two, and three.
Murong Qingcheng looked at the gradually formed roses and seemed to return to the scene he had in his mind.
"Why? Why, why, why did the boy suddenly run away?" Murong Qingcheng looked at the gradually forming rose and suddenly said to Xiao Yan.
Murong Qingcheng's words almost caused Xiao Yan's soul power to dissipate directly, and it also dissipated after so much effort.
I originally thought that the two broke up, and Murong Qingcheng would not continue to worry about this issue. No, no, now the two of them have not broken up yet.
At this time, he was Murong Qingcheng's boyfriend, and Murong Qingcheng was his girlfriend.
"Because, that boy, he is going to buy more roses." Xiao Yan looked at Murong Qingcheng and finally told the answer to the mystery that has been hidden in this story.
"Buy more roses? The girl is not greedy. Isn't the same as the bunch of ones?" Murong Qingcheng looked at Xiao Yan and said, feeling that Xiao Yan's answer was a bit far-fetched.
"That's right, one and a bouquet are indeed the same for a girl, both the boy's love for him. However, it is different for a boy. A rose can get a kiss from a girl, and more roses can get more kiss from a girl." Xiao Yan looked at Murong Qingcheng and said.
Yes, this is the full version of the story of the roses.
Murong Qingcheng was also moved by this unexpected ending. She kept thinking about problems from the perspective of a girl, but did not think about thinking from the perspective of a boy.
"That girl must be very happy later. There is a boy who loves him so much." Murong Qingcheng looked at Xiao Yan with a strong smile on his face.
The chill in my heart was quickly dispelled.
Xiao Yan carefully recalled the story of the original story. Their ending seemed not very good. Xiao Yan didn't want Murong Qingcheng to be sad, nor did he want to deceive Murong Qingcheng. He thought for a while and said, "Keep it secretly, guess it yourself."
"That girl must be very happy." Murong Qingcheng grabbed Xiao Yan's hand and suddenly exerted a lot of force, for fear that Xiao Yan would disappear beside him in the next moment.
The rose in Xiao Yan's hand gradually took shape, and Xiao Yan felt uncomfortable. At this moment, he suddenly regretted it and regretted breaking up with Murong Qingcheng.
However, Xun'er's whereabouts are unknown, her life and death are uncertain, Cailin's silent efforts and even willing to bear the reputation for Xiao Yan, why did he continue to talk about love with another girl at this time?
Today is the last night, and he must cut off everything with Murong Qingcheng.
Looking at the rose that had gradually condensed into shape, Xiao Yan suddenly cut through his palm, and a stream of blood fell on the black rose.
With Xiao Yan's blood injected, the petals of the rose actually began to change color, gradually turning from black to dark red, and finally turned to red. The red of blood was the color of the rose.
Murong Qingcheng looked at this scene and a layer of mist slowly appeared in his eyes. She looked at Xiao Yan and said, "This is not worth it. We only have one or two hours."
Xiao Yan looked at the horizon, and there was a faint light of dawn. He shook his head and said, "It's worth it. For me, this effort can be exchanged for the first or two hours with you."
Xiao Yan slowly stood up and helped Murong Qingcheng up. Then, Xiao Yan slowly placed the flame rose in front of Murong Qingcheng. Then Xiao Yan said to Murong Qingcheng: "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I'm disappointed you. This rose represents my proposal to you. This rose can last until dawn. I hope that during this period, you can become my bride. Next, for an hour, we are husband and wife, not lovers. This is what I can do for you in the end."
"No, the proposal and marriage are completed in one instant." Murong Qingcheng looked at the rose handed over by Xiao Yan.
Xiao Yan smiled awkwardly, but for them, there was only one hour.
Murong Qingcheng reached out to touch the rose. The rose did not have a trace of burning heat. Xiao Yan let go and the rose fell on Murong Qingcheng's hand.
"But I agree." Murong Qingcheng looked at the rose in his hand and suddenly smiled sweetly. The smile was like her name, and Qingcheng smiled.
In the night, a couple hugged each other tightly. No, it should be said that they were a couple.
This is the best explanation Xiao Yan can give to Murong Qingcheng, and this is also the promise Murong Qingcheng most hopes to get. Although their marriage is only one short hour, this is enough.
PS: Third update, this is a promise to you, Happy Mid-Autumn Festival.