124: I'm enough to believe

I'm enough to believe

"Do you have any wishes?" 0

She was smiling and puzzled. She tilted her head and her long hair flowed down like silk.

"Today... "What day is it?"

She pinched her fingers. It was clearly not her birthday, nor was it any holiday where she could make a wish.

And he smiled, his eyes filled with a pool of little lotus.

"It's either a day or an ordinary day when I like you. I suddenly want to hear your wish. If you say it, I' ll help you realize it. It's the same in the future. You do n' t have to believe in any faith. You just need to believe in me. You must have a request."

It wasn't a day, it was a day when I liked you.

You don't have to believe in anything. You just need to believe in me.

She believed that she was no longer the age when a young deer would ramble about just by listening to beautiful words. But now, it seemed like her heart had jumped out of her youth when she first met him.

ZuoWeiYang caressed her chest. It was probably because this was the heart that A Zhe gave her that she could always be naked and tears filled her eyes. Now, A Zhe, she felt that you could finally rest assured that she was doing well. Didn't you just let yourself live in this way so that you could continue your youth? Now, perhaps she had really done it. If he didn't want to leave the shadows, and if he did n' t want to live, it would be hard to live.

"Okay." She nodded and continued to think for a while. Then, she walked towards the corridor and looked at the pond. Half of her body fell into the pond and smiled." I hope..." "What you said today is something you can say to me after a long time."

He walked behind her and silently hugged her from behind. His chin was buried on her shoulder, and he breathed softly into his ears. Only after a long time did he laugh at her:

"Silly girl."

He wasn't good at saying nice words. He would only say true words without thinking when facing someone he loved to the bone. But she actually thought that she was just saying beautiful words, not a silly girl?

However, his silly girl, please don't worry. Since it's your wish, he'll definitely say these things for a long time. He wo n' t stop saying that you feel bored.

She was a little impatient. She turned her head slightly and urged him," Do you agree or not?"

He hugged her tighter and smiled." Yes, of course."

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Jiangnan Li Xia had a taste of the three new customs. ZuoFamily came from the Jiangnan Wu Shi from the younger generation. Of course, he also maintained the tradition of his hometown. The table was filled with cherries, plum blossoms, and anchovies. There were also preserved lotus leaves made from fresh lotus leaves picked from the pond in the courtyard, as well as all kinds of dishes. Finally, a pot of rice porridge was served, all of which were seasonal dishes for the summer season.

Xie Luo had a mouth that was the most pleasant to the elders. He looked at the table of dishes and was pleasantly surprised. Then, he recited a poem to compliment her." I haven't seen Little Yellow Fish for many years, so why would I send a guest to the Sakurazagmilk Kitchen?" "I'm going to leave for spring in summer. A few cymbals are relaxing."

He coaxed Ruan Hao with a smile on his face. He almost thought of her as his other daughter, even more happy than his own daughter:" It really is Luo Luo's mouth, she really knows how to coax people."

"How is it to coax people?" "It's clearly Wu Ou Ting's poem. It could be considered worthy of the table's good dishes. I just asked him to respond."

Ruan Hao covered her mouth and smiled. Zuo Junyuan saw that her wife was happy, she gave Xie Luo a satisfied look. At the same time, she glanced at ZuoJian Xiao. This was his own son. How could he not compare to his wife? Couldn't he put in a good word? Even if he said a little more, it would be fine. He was quite eloquent in front of the company's employees and partners, but when he got home, he felt like he had been silenced intermittently.

ZuoJian Xiao realized that he was being reprimanded by his father with his eyes. He lifted his head and looked back at him. He didn't want to see what kind of behavior he was. As a man, why bother to make things difficult for each other?

There was a look in his eyes at the dining table. The father and son, who were smiling at each other for 50 steps, had a tacit understanding. However, as a male ZuoSiLi of the ZuoFamily three generations, it was probably because he was still young and could not enter such a profound conversation. He could only look at his own mother with envy.

Wu, when did he become as outstanding as his mother?

The meal was supported by ZuoFamily most conversational Xie Luo. Finally, it ended in a peaceful end. After dinner, they sat together for a while. After that, they split into two small circles and chatted for a while without disturbing each other. This way, the sky quickly turned dark. ZuoWeiYang and Lucheng had been in ZuoFamily for a whole day. It was time to say goodbye.

The whole family had sent the two of them to the door. It took them a long time before they could say goodbye. They didn't return until the car left.

The driver wasn't around. Lucheng drove the car personally. ZuoWeiYang was sitting in the passenger seat, feeling a little reluctant. In order to relieve his emotions, he turned on the sound system and the music in the car slowly flowed out.

The quiet English song was very suitable for Hong Kong night outside.

She lowered her head and saw Mo He on her skirt. She still couldn't believe it and whispered:

"I really don't believe that you can still draw. I do n' t even know when you learned it."

Lucheng looked ahead with a light expression, as if he was just casually asking:

"Do you still remember the landscape you gave me seven years ago?"

The landscape he had given him seven years ago?

She remembered, of course. But to be more precise, it should have been an attempt to deliver it. That day, when she had carefully wrapped up the painting and wanted to deliver it with both hands, she saw with her own eyes that Sun Wan Er had already taken a step in front of him and was holding a very expensive package in her hand. She was immediately ashamed. How could she dare to step forward and humiliate herself? That was why he had personally burned the painting, but no one knew it.

"You... How would he know ……"

She couldn't believe it at all. All her attention was diverted to the story about the painting. Lucheng gave a faint smile. After many years, she finally decided to tell her:

"You're immersed in your own grief, yet you did n' t realize that I've already seen everything. "Think about it yourself. Was it seven years ago that I liked you more than you did?"

She was so powerless to refute what she said that she really sat silently and began to reflect on herself. However, as she reflected on herself, she even secretly laughed.

The quiet, soft music was mixed with laughter. Lucheng that was called helplessness, but also helplessly continued:

"That's why you asked me what I learned about painting seven years ago. "I just want to get closer to you and get to know you better. You like drawing, so of course I have to learn. It's that simple."

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