Is this life accompany, or afterlife cherish again, suddenly look back, the horizon road only shadow overflow to who.
Feng Siming stood up and left. He didn't notice that someone's gaze was trembling as he left.
"If you like him, tell him not to give up his happiness because of his identity.”Liu Siyu, who had appeared at some point, said softly.
"I might not be qualified to see the picturesque landscape with him.”
"How would we know if we don't try?"
"I'm just a dancer, or rather, I'm not even a dancer. What qualifications do I have?”Wu Ping Cheng smiled bitterly.
"Qingcheng, if this man really cares about your identity as a dancer, then he doesn't deserve to own this empire.”The sadness in Flowing Silk Jade's eyes was well concealed, but she suddenly realized that feelings could hurt and break people's hearts.
" Go!" Liu Siyu's gentle voice was already soft.
"Senior Brother, thank you."
"Little girl, why are you so emotional?”Behind those silent eyes was the love he had for a person, the love he had for a girl for ten years. However, when the girl fell in love with another person, he silently gave up and silently blessed her. He stood behind the scenes and watched her happiness.
Perhaps this was love, selfless love.
At this time, Feng Siming was preparing for the upcoming war in the suburbs.
Wu Ping Cheng silently asked herself,"Will the Carved Flower Wine buried under the Blue Luan have an owner?"”
Wu Ping Cheng walked in silently and looked at the person who had unknowingly walked into her heart.
"One generation, one pair, fighting for two places. Lovesickness looks at each other but not close to each other. Who is the spring of heaven?”Wu Qing Cheng chanted.
"Jiang Kuo, Yun Di. I love, I cry, I'm amazed but I die. It was like a lifetime ago. The cardamom was gone, the youth was gone, but the confusion remained. However, the sadness was buried in the deepest corner of his heart. His eyes were looking forward, and he had no time to turn his head to look at the road in the past. He was afraid that if he hesitated for a moment, he would hesitate. Perseverance fought against resistance, pushing their heavy but not slow footsteps, letting their lives fly with the wind in the distance.”
"Can I love you?"
"Why not?"
You don't mind my identity?" It was still the loneliness of disbelief.
"Silly girl, since you love me, Feng Siming will never regret it. Besides, I love you too. Xu.| His life is at the end of the road, and it is very difficult to return to the year of singing and dancing. Allow me to live and let you love the beautiful mountains and rivers in the prosperous times.”
"If there comes a day when you no longer love me, then please tell me and I will leave.”Wu Ping Cheng was silent.
"If one day I fall into the blue sky and lose my years, I should also ask where my hometown is. However, this question was too far and too difficult. Finally, she abandoned the ink brush, shed tears, and talked about the sadness of a pool of spring water. Origin and fate disappear, only shadow to whom? Happiness, sadness, harmony, separation, gathering and parting, fate, gains and losses, and finally understand, passionate but always envy heartless, heartless is not as bitter as infatuation, can not be deceived, it is just the heart.”
He didn't love her because he didn't want to hurt her, but he loved her because he wanted to save her life.
Love was love.
I hope you can live long.
It's been a thousand years since I turned around
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