[Yi Tian] A match made in heaven

In the first year of Hongwu, Ming Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang proclaimed himself emperor, and the world was determined.At this time, it was the first New Year after the war subsided, and a few thin snow fell in Suzhou City, decorating the surrounding area.Those exquisite black cornices protruded from the courtyard wall, and it was past the third watch at this time.Candlelight seeped through the window paper of the vigilant's house, creating a hazy yellow.

Only a few firecrackers sounded vaguely in Qingshi Lane.The lights of Wanjia reflect a full moon and count the cold stars, and the north wind blows by, rolling up the red paper scraps left by the firecrackers that fell on the ground after they exploded, bringing a whistling chill.

However, in such a season and weather, someone jumped over the closed city wall lightly. His movements were light and nimble.

Most of the soldiers guarding the city gathered in twos and twos, drinking and having fun, but no one cared about the man standing in this corner.The man was confident, standing quietly on the city wall, the falling fine snow swirled and flew down, and landed on the corners of his clothes and hair, leaving a little bit of moisture and then melting.

At this time, the moonlight emerged from behind the clouds, casting a clear glow on the man's body, illuminating his face clearly.If someone is here, I'm afraid they will yell in horror.

It turned out that the man turned red and vermilion, and there were many scars on his face, which looked hideous and terrifying.A pair of eyes are dark and cold, like a deep pool without waves.

Standing quietly on the city wall, he overlooked the city of Suzhou, which had gradually extinguished the candles and returned to silence.After a while, the corners of his lips raised slightly, with a bitter smile.His smile pulled the wound on his cheek, making him look even more terrifying and weird.It's frightening.

At this time, a soldier was half drunk, and staggered up to the top of the city to blow the cold wind to sober up, when he saw it, he screamed in fright: "Ghost, there is a ghost!"

His shrill cry spread far and wide.The man looked at him lightly and sighed slightly.He heard footsteps gradually approaching in his ears, and he didn't stay too long, just turned around and jumped down the city wall lightly.

The soldier was so frightened that he jumped over and looked down, trembling for a long time, only to see the green shirt falling straight down.Three of them borrowed force before falling to the ground.

The red-haired man in green shirt didn't even stop, he flicked his sleeves lightly and walked forward, turning left and right, he seemed to be very familiar with the roads in this city, and he disappeared after a while.Obviously he was walking forward normally, but his figure swayed slightly, and suddenly appeared about two or three feet away in front of him.

When the other soldiers arrived, they saw the previous soldier lying on the battlements with his mouth wide open in a daze.They were disturbed by the drunkenness and became dissatisfied.He raised his foot and kicked the soldier: "What are you yelling about, where is the ghost? Could it be hysteria? Even drinking can't stop your mouth."

Unwilling to reconcile, the soldier hurriedly pointed at the city wall, his voice changed in fright: "There are ghosts, there really are ghosts. I saw with my own eyes just now that his hair is scarlet, and he has a face, and a face." There are scars all over his face. He jumped off such a high wall just now, nothing happened."

He became anxious, talking more and more upside down.The soldiers around heard it amused, and pulled him up: "Your boy started talking nonsense after drinking a few glasses of wine, walk around, and continue to drink." He dragged and dragged the soldier away, the soldier opened his mouth to speak, but he still disappeared. sounded.He rubbed his eyes and looked back, maybe... really misread, right?

-

25 years ago, Kunlun Guangmingding.

The sun shines through the gap between the two peaks of Kunwuchan Rock, and gradually a round of golden red emerges from the clear and shallow clouds.The man in the moon white clothes stood quietly on the chain bridge, his sleeves fluttering in the wind, as if he was caged with a white pigeon that was about to fly.The pupils of the eyes were lowered, the slender black eyelashes fluttered slightly, and the expression in the pupils was inexplicable.He folded his hands in his sleeves, not saying a word or moving, and he didn't know how long he stood here.

Yang Xiao sighed slightly when he heard the servant report that Fan Yao hadn't returned all night.He waved his hands and ordered his subordinates to retreat, then got up and walked towards the chain bridge outside the Bright Summit.Stepping on the iron chain bridge, I saw that Yuebai standing in the middle, staring at the distance in a daze.

Since Fan Yao recovered from the serious illness a month ago, it seemed that something had changed quietly.The once high-spirited man quickly lost weight, his expression was tranced and stubborn, and his pupils were too quiet.

Even if Yang Xiao wanted to persuade him, he didn't know how to persuade him.It's just that Fan Yao's hobby of standing on the chain bridge to watch the sunrise has never changed, but do you need to stand on it all night and all night to watch the sunrise?

But Fan Yao was stubborn and unwilling to speak, and Yang Xiao was also unwilling to force it.I had no choice but to stand on it with Fan Yao, and comforted me in a gentle voice: "Brother Fan, you just recovered from a serious illness, why do you not care about your body so much, even if the Zishan Dragon King wants to marry Han Qianye, it is really not worthy of you, brother!" So hurtful."

His voice paused for a long while before Fan Yao moved slightly.He was still watching the sunrise in the distance, and the rays of the sun reflected on the vast hectares of ice and snow, outlining a faint golden light.And the man in the moon-white clothes bathed in it, as if he was about to ride the wind to go home, with handsome and picturesque features and a calm demeanor.

I don't know when, he became so powerful, as if all the edges and corners were worn away overnight, and what was left was just an empty body.

And his voice was elegant and soft, soft, as if he might have disturbed something: "I have nothing to do with Mrs. Han. Please help me clarify this matter in front of other congregants, even if those are just Dream, I don't want to..."

He didn't want to say anything, after all, he never said it.I just tapped my fingers lightly on the cold iron chain, and slowly recited: "In the past, Zhuang Zhou's dream was a butterfly, a lifelike butterfly. Hu Die and Hu Die's dream is Zhou Yu? Zhou and Hu Die must be divided. This is called materialization."

This was originally a sentence in "Zhuangzi. The Equality of Things", and Yang Xiao naturally recited it well.But now that Fan Yao recited it so plainly, it seemed to have an inexplicable charm.It was as if he had also settled in that butterfly dream, and after waking up from the dream, he suddenly forgot whether he was a butterfly or Zhuang Zhou.

This scene really doesn't look like being hurt by love, Yang Xiao really sees Fan Yao's obsession with Dai Qisi.Now that Mrs. Han's three words were clearly uttered, Yang Xiao watched Fan Yao's expression, but felt that Fan Yao didn't seem to care about this matter.

To be exact, he has been like this for the whole month, in a trance, ignoring worldly affairs.

Yang Xiao frowned slightly, raised his hand and patted Fan Yao's shoulder, and said solemnly: "Brother, if there is something unforgettable in your heart, you might as well tell it to your brother. What is it like to be so lost? After all, it will not help the matter." .Being a big brother to the best of his ability is bound to be a duty."

These words are familiar, however time has passed, the brotherhood has not changed at all.But, what about people?What about Liu Dan?What about Yu Chu, flower embroidery, and Yu Li?Is it all a fantasy in a dream?

But obviously not, he remembers the warmth of hugging and holding hands, the girl's smiling eyes and the prickly dimple on her left cheek, the paper umbrella that fell in the ice and snow and her confession, and... those tender scenes.

He hugged a young girl so faithfully, kissed her lips and cheeks, and became her husband-in-law.Are these... all fake?

But how could he believe that it was true?Yimeng woke up, he was still hugging and sleeping in the tent and quilt pillow a moment ago, the girl curled up quietly in his arms, his hands wrapped around the girl's shoulders, feeling her warm breath.When he opened his pupils the next moment, what greeted him was a world turned upside down.

They said he was sick...

They said that he was still at Guangmingding and never left...

They said that Master Yang did not have a brother named Hua Sheng who he made friends with eight worships...

They said that Xie Xun, the golden lion king, had been married long ago, and when Dai Qisi went to the Bright Summit, Xie Xun was already married, and his wife's surname was Wang...

It's hard to imagine Fan Yao's mood at that time, was he at a loss?unbelievable?In the end, it all turned into a pool of stagnant water.He couldn't forget Liu Dan, even if it was just a dream, he still believed her.He made an oath to marry only Liu Dan in his life, even if Liu Dan might... maybe didn't exist, he didn't want to let the rumor that he still likes Dai Qisi continue to spread.

Fan Yao inhaled lightly, even though many things had passed during this period, it was enough for him to confirm whether Liu Dan existed.But he stubbornly didn't believe it, he had to investigate it himself.Once, once...

At this thought, a brilliance suddenly ignited in the dark pupils, and Fan Yao said to Yang Xiao indifferently: "Thank you for your concern, brother. Fan Yao has something urgent to go to Suzhou, and I would like to trouble my brother to speak to the leader for me. Just say Fan Yao I am anxious in my heart, I don't have time to report back to the leader, I will just receive the punishment when I come back."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Yang Xiao's reaction, he floated down the mountain.When I came to the small town at the foot of the mountain, I bought a horse and galloped all the way to Suzhou in the starry night.When I really came to Suzhou, it was the season when catkins were flying.The willow catkins were attached to the clothes, lingering around the side for a long time.

The willow branches gently brushed across the calm water, the boats were counted, and the stone bridge was half-curved.There are all the scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, but Fan Yao didn't want to enjoy it, he just followed the road in his memory and turned around the alley.

Turning a corner, stopping, and then the coldness spread from the bottom of my heart.

In front of my eyes should be the place where the willow house is supposed to hang, those pavilions, towers, pavilions and waterside pavilions really only exist in a dream.The restaurant in front of me is noisy, people come and go, it is noon, and there are many people who come to eat.

And Fan Yao stood in front of the door in a daze. The waiter in the hall sized him up for a long time, and finally came up to him with a smile and asked, "Guest officer, what do you want to eat? Do you want to stay at the top or stay at the restaurant? Our Zuixianlou is in Suzhou." The best restaurant in the city, you..."

Fan Yao stared blankly at the unfamiliar restaurant in the familiar alley, and suddenly laughed at himself after a long while.He turned his head sideways, and a little mist clearly appeared in his pupils.Immediately, he was firmly suppressed again. Looking at this strange handsome man, Xiao Er suddenly felt that his smile was actually more uncomfortable than crying, right?

-

It was already the evening of the third day when Yang Xiao found Fan Yao.The setting sun dyed the sky, and the golden crow gradually sank into the sea of ​​clouds.The man in purple sat quietly on the edge of the cliff, and the wind rustled the bamboo leaves, making a rustling sound.His long hair was not tied up, it was only disheveled behind him.

From the sitting posture, this is a casual posture.His pupils are dark and quiet, maybe there are too many things hidden in them, so deep that people can't look directly at them.With a light and tired look on his face, he was not surprised to hear footsteps: "You are here."

After a pause, he continued: "I'm still thinking that it will take five or six days to go from Guangmingding to Suzhou, even if you run fast. Brother Yang came so fast, which is beyond Fan Yao's expectation."

He raised his hand, and the setting sun escaped from the fingers, and gradually dissipated and faded.The night wind blows the weeds on the ground, and the sky has already dimmed, leaving only a touch of golden red that has not faded far away.The crescent moon draws a light white shadow hanging on the blue sky.It's not strong, but it seems to tie me down with melancholy.

Yang Xiao didn't deny it, just waved the folding fan, and the phoenix eyes glowed brightly, and said with a smile: "Since I heard that my brother is going to Suzhou, except that it took a day to report to the leader at the beginning, I also went down to the top of the light. Since my brother came to Suzhou, it is really difficult to find out his whereabouts. So it took some time for the secret guards. It was delayed for two days."

The folding fan slapped it twice, and the peach blossoms painted on it fell from the branches into the lake, causing ripples.It looks lifelike.Yang Xiao's voice was not in a hurry, but his concern was genuine: "Brother, what's on your mind, you might as well talk to Wei."

Yang Xiao just asked casually, but it turned out that if Fan Yao wanted to say something, he would have told Yang Xiao a long time ago.Sure enough, Fan Yao smiled wryly and shook his head, it was too outrageous to say such a thing.He hesitated to speak: "If I said that I had a long, long dream, so long that I couldn't distinguish between reality and illusion, would you believe it?"

What kind of answer is this?

Yang Xiao laughed, closed the folding fan and tapped on his palm, and said simply and neatly, "I don't believe it."

The night finally enveloped the surrounding fields, and the fireflies gradually flew up, like a scene where the entire sea of ​​stars hangs down to the human world.Fan Yao's face was blurred in the darkness, only his voice was very soft: "Is that so?" After a pause, he smiled softly, unable to distinguish the meaning: "I don't believe it either."

-

23 years ago, Mrs. Yang Dingtiantong, the No. 30 third-generation leader of Mingjiao, disappeared, and Mingjiao was in chaos for a while.The congregation searched everywhere to no avail.Zishan Dragon King trespassed on the secret path of Mingjiao and was stopped by Fan Yao, the right envoy of Guangming. Since then, he left the sect and went down the peak with his husband Han Qianye.The five scattered people were dissatisfied with Yang Xiao, the left envoy of Guangming, and retreated to Chanyan Peak.

In the following year, there was another white-browed eagle king who broke the teaching and established himself. He founded the Tianying teaching and established three halls, Tianwei, Ziwei and Tianshi.The Golden Retriever Lion King was brutally killed by Cheng Kun, his master Hunyuan Thunderbolt. In order to force Cheng Kun to show up, he went on a killing spree in the martial arts.Thirteen strokes and seven wound punches to kill Shaolin monk Kong Jian.

Guangming Youshi Fan Yao had no intention of staying, so he withdrew and left, hiding his name.Turned into an elderly scholar to express his love for the mountains and rivers, and the news is slim.At that time, the dispute over the leader of Mingjiao was fierce, and many parties from the sect searched for Fan Yao's whereabouts, but found nothing.There are rumors in the martial arts world: "The Supreme Master of the martial arts world, with his precious sword and dragon slaying, orders the world, and no one dares not to follow. Whoever will fight against the sky will not come out."

Two years later, the Tianying Sect won the Dragon Slaying Saber and Wang Panshan gathered martial arts heroes to raise their swords, and Xie Xun took the sword alone.He was blocked by Wudang faction Zhang Cuishan, who took Yin Susu and Zhang Cuishan to sea.Living on Binghuo Island, Yin Susu and Zhang Cuishan fell in love with each other and became husband and wife.He has a son, and he worships Xie Xun as his adoptive father.Xie Xun thought of his only son who died young, and named him Wuji.

The Right Envoy of Guangming accidentally met Cheng Kun and appeared in Dadu, intending to harm Mingjiao.There was no Liu Dan by his side, so he simply devoted all his thoughts to investigating Cheng Kun's conspiracy.Disfigured undercover, alias Ku Toutuo.Going to the Western Regions to kill tigers and leopards is quite prestigious.He has to be recommended to enter Ruyang Prince's Mansion, which belongs to the subordinate of Princess Min Min Te Moore.He is as famous as the two elders Xuanming.

A few years later, Zhang Wuji, the son of Zhang Cuishan, learned the Great Teleportation of the Universe by chance, and solved the siege of Mingjiao.Going to Dadu, Fan Yao revealed his identity and met Yang Xiao. Yang Xiao sighed, but Fan Yao smiled peacefully and didn't care.

After that, Zhang Wuji cooperated with Minmin Temoore to retire, and passed on the throne to Yang Xiao, who was old and poor in virtue, and Zhu Yuanzhang used the Mingjiao to help him fight for the world and create the Great Ming Dynasty.After massacring officials of the Ming Cult who had made meritorious service, Fan Yao withdrew early and left.

At this time, it was the first New Year in the early days of the Ming Dynasty.His whole life is like a passing cloud, like duckweed at will.Every time I dream back at midnight, Liu Dan is the only one I miss.At this moment, every family is reunited and laughing, and the fine snow is falling from the sky, like a grand funeral.

He walked along the path, the bamboo forest was still tall and straight, and the distant mountain temple was hidden under the night sky.After several wars, the monks in Jiyun Temple left here long ago.Fan Yao walked up the stone steps, only to see the Buddha statue was covered with dust, and there were no candles everywhere.How desolate and desolate.

He brushed those spider webs with his fingers, turned around the Buddhist hall, and walked towards the morning bell pavilion.

In the place of Jiyun Temple, there are two pavilions facing each other, one is the morning bell and the other is the evening drum.The morning bell pavilion sits on the water, if the pond is full of lotus flowers in summer, the water waves protrude shallowly.The lotus leaves are emerald green above the clear waves, and red koi are playing in clusters.Coupled with the distant and clear bells, it is indeed a rare and beautiful scene.

At this time, the lotus leaves are in ruins in winter, and a thin layer of ice is formed on the surface of the water. The cold moonlight shines on it, giving off a pale light.There is no one in the four fields, and the snow is still falling, soft and cold.It looks like he wants to bury all the dirt.However, how can the darkness that has existed under the night since ancient times be easily covered up by a few touches of pure white?

The bronze bell hangs quietly above the small pavilion, with mottled patterns and copper rust.The pattern of the swastika overlaps at the bottom of the bell. The swastika is originally the Buddha's heart seal, which is used to pray for peace.Now that the Buddha statues are covered with dust, how can this heart seal pray for peace and joy?After all, it is the ignorance of the world.

Fan Yao stood quietly on the morning bell pavilion, watching the full moon from a distance, and the bitterness in his heart gradually spread.Just at this moment, a clear and crisp voice suddenly came from behind, with a bit of surprise: "Hey, you, why are you here?"

The voice was very strange. With Fan Yao's current skills, there were not many people who could quietly come behind him without him noticing.Fan Yao turned around in shock, but saw a girl about seventeen or eighteen years old standing behind her, with short hair curled up in all directions, wearing black-rimmed glasses, probably not very afraid of the cold, wearing a long coat, with her left hand still Holding a skewer of grilled chicken wings.

Seeing Fan Yao turn his head, the girl looked a little frightened and took a step back suddenly.But then he felt that his behavior was inappropriate, and he smiled shyly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. But, why are you here?"

Her tone was familiar, as if she had known Fan Yao for many years.But looking at her eyes, there was fear in it, but more curiosity.She looked at Fan Yao seriously, and Fan Yao turned his head sideways from her straightforward gaze, and asked lightly, "Do you know the girl?"

The girl nodded and shook the chicken wings in her hand: "Of course. Your name is Fan Yao, you are the right envoy of Guangming, and your name is Zizhen. The girl you like is called Liu Dan, and your name is Ran'er, right?" She smiled narrowly. : "There are still flowers embroidered Yin Ran, flowers are flourishing, Chu Yuli Sitong cuts the willow door with a knife."

Those things that only existed in his own dreams were suddenly told by another person, and Fan Yao was shocked.But this young girl's footsteps are flimsy, and she obviously doesn't know the slightest bit of martial arts.Fan Yao couldn't help but asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

The girl didn't care about Fan Yao's tone at all. She looked at Fan Yao, as if she was looking at a friend who had been in love for a long time but never met.Blinking her eyes, she prolonged her voice complacently: "I, my name is Ju Ci, you can call me A Ci. And my identity... I can be regarded as the god of this world..."

"... Menstrual illness." Suddenly, a cold female voice added lightly.The girl exploded in an instant, turned around and murmured unwillingly: "Aguo, you really ruined my image, how can I say Brother Yao, I typed it up word by word for three months without sleep, okay? Ahhh , is really too much."

It was only then that Fan Yao discovered that there was a woman standing behind the girl with glasses, with long hair hanging over her shoulders, holding her hands in her arms and looking at the girl with fried hair indifferently.The voice is calm: "Did I say something wrong?"

"It's enough for you to shake S, I..." The girl wanted to say something, but the long-haired woman glanced at her lightly and picked her ears nonchalantly: "It's so noisy. You can be quiet for a while " Then he stepped forward and calmly said to Fan Yao, "I'm sorry, you came into this world due to that guy A Ci's [accidental] mistake. Of course, we will send you back now, A Ci porcelain?"

The short-haired girl on one side raised her head when she heard the sound, her smiling eyes narrowed slightly, and she jumped over familiarly and grabbed Fan Yao's sleeve.The footsteps are light, and the snow on the places they step on does not leave footprints. As she said, they do not belong to this world.

As she walked, a ball of brilliance gradually surrounded her eyes, and the surrounding fog suddenly rose. They stepped on the pond, the ice melted and the snow melted. The lotus completed budding to full bloom in a short moment. swagger.Orioles flew down from the willow branches and twittered around the girl.

The girl tugged Fan Yao's sleeve lightly, motioning him to look forward.An antique door suddenly appeared in front of her, and Ah Ci's voice rang in her ears, clear and crisp: "Fly Zhuang Die on the pillow with love, and let you ride Lulong in the clouds. Brother Yao, Zhuang Zhou dreams of butterfly, butterfly dreams of Zhuang Zhou, in the end It's just a dream. After waking up from the dream, it becomes empty."

She let go of her hand, and Fan Yao's eyes were suddenly shrouded in a halo, and she faintly heard the girl ask something in a low voice, but she still couldn't hear it clearly.Suddenly, I heard a rooster crowing in the distance, and when I opened my eyes, I saw layers of curtains embroidered with hibiscus flowers hanging down, as if a pure land had been carved out from the world.

And the girl quietly curled up in his arms, breathing heavily, with a slight blush on her cheeks.The slender eyelashes drooped gently, casting a faint shadow on the porcelain-white cheeks.

This is……

Fan Yao turned sideways and gently stroked the girl's cheek with his fingers, the tentacles were warm, it was undoubtedly Liu Dan.The girl's words suddenly echoed in Fan Yao's mind: "Zhuang Zhou dreamed of a butterfly, a butterfly dreamed of Zhuang Zhou, after waking up from the dream, it became clear."

He suddenly laughed softly, the light in his pupils was gentle and pure.Leaning on Fan Yao's chest, Liu Dan slowly opened his eyes when he heard the laughter, and subconsciously called out, "Zizhen? What time is it?"

Her appearance is really cute, because she has not yet woken up, her eyes are full of confusion and mist.But that dependence does exist.Fan Yao leaned down and kissed Liu Dan's lips, looked at the sky, and said with a smile: "It's only Maoshi, it's still early."

"So that's how it is." Liu Dan blinked her eyes, and the dimples on her left cheek opened slightly. She turned her head and thought for a while, then suggested in a low voice: "It's still so early, why don't we continue to sleep for a while."

She used such intimate words as ours, and her eyes flowed, making it difficult for people to refuse.Fan Yao lightly raised his eyes to look at the gradually brightening sky. Normally, at this hour, he would probably have already gotten up to practice swordsmanship.But now Fan Yao calmly pulled the curtain over to block the faint skylight.Without changing his face: "It's really early."

Then he hugged Liu Dan gently in his arms, gently brushed away the broken hair covering Liu Dan's forehead, and pressed a kiss lightly.The voice was vague and gentle: "Go to sleep." Feeling the girl in her arms breathing gradually calmed down, she also closed her eyes with a smile.

In the gradually brightening sky, the woman with whom his heart was bound intertwined and slowly sank into sleep.It seems that this can last forever, and there will never be separation.

——Small Theater. The Unheard Question——

"So, what did you say to him?"

The long-haired woman in a long red coat looked at the short-haired girl holding chicken wings as she kicked the falling snow and walked back slowly.The short-haired girl tilted her head and thought for a while: "Of course it means Brother Yao is coming to marry me soon, hehehe."

A Guo can definitely handle the matter of complaining about girls with short hair.She put the phone back into her pocket: "If you marry a disfigured uncle in his 50s, are you waiting to be chopped up by your parents with a kitchen knife?"

"Mud! Obviously I set Brother Yao to be 25 years old, but he is so old. He is a handsome and beautiful young man, okay?" Ah Ci really blew up, and the long-haired woman snorted coldly: "You are not tired of saying such a long sentence Is it?"

Ah Ci took out a paper towel to wipe her hands, and rarely looked serious: "This question, I want to tell you secretly." Sure enough, she leaned over to the long-haired woman, and whispered something in her ear.So the always indifferent long-haired woman became more and more surprised the more she listened, she couldn't help but touch her forehead: "You, you, you are really... such a... question, you actually..."

The short-haired girl jumped away with a smile, and happily ran into the distance.The long-haired girl helplessly followed the girl's pace, and the figures of the two were finally covered by the wind and snow and disappeared.

END

The author has something to say:

[System: Ding——You have a reading reminder guide, please pay attention to it. 】

① This article is Brother Yao's dream of returning to his previous life... No, it is the original story.Finally returned to the world with Yu Dan

②The author of this article entered indiscriminately, and some author made soy sauce in it...so, I am afraid there will be some thunder.

③Please ignore the modern vocabulary in this article, I guarantee that only this chapter will have modern vocabulary.

-

Also, I feel that the two articles are relatively abusive, so I will try my best to write a sweet episode this week.In the past two days, I have coded a total of [-] words. It hurts so much. Dear friends, you will understand Aci, right? [Star Eyes], actually, I don’t think I’m very good at writing sweetness, always plain and warm.... .

Of course, it is also possible that laziness will end here.But the postscript will definitely be posted, thank you everyone hehe~

that's all.