The full-level boss holds the cannon fodder script

Chapter 71 Be good, Lord Shangxian [32]

"I questioned this marriage before, but now it seems that I love the other party so much that I am willing to put so much thought into it." The little monk squeezed the peach petals and sighed.

"Didn't it say that there are six kinds of flower rain? Go find it and see if there is writing on each piece. I don't believe that someone would spend so much time doing such a boring thing!"

There are still two hours before the auspicious time, and all the guests couldn't sit still when they heard the words, and they all echoed.

Peach petals——'I will live up to you, I wish you the next life'

Begonia petals - "I hope you will be at peace"

Lily petals - 'May you always be safe'

Lagerstroemia petals——'May you be reborn'

Red plum petals - "If there is an afterlife, I will protect you forever"

Albizia petals - 'I'm sorry'

Many guests picked up the petals for a long time, and finally had to admit that there were words written on each petal, six kinds of flowers, a total of six sentences.

"The first five are all small words of love, but why is there 'I'm sorry' on the petals of the albizia flower?"

"Maybe you did something to anger the other party before, so take this opportunity to apologize?"

"Don't worry about what to do. It's too romantic."

……

All the guests chatted and chatted, and walked to the meeting place together.

The woman in black walking at the end of the line pinched the petals in her hand, and tore them apart with two or three strokes, her eyes were scarlet.

Why is she so embarrassed, while Chao Ge is peaceful and happy amidst everyone's blessings?
It's been like this since childhood, God gave Chaoge all the good things, what about her?What about her?
Chaoyang bit her lip bitterly and trembled all over.

The slender young man beside him pursed his lips lazily. He was dressed in a purple dress that made him look elegant and luxurious. Looking at the words on the petals, he sneered, "It's boring."

"Young Master, let's go next..." Chaoyang looked at the purple-clothed boy beside him, clenching his fists.

Yan Sha snorted, half-closed his eyes and looked into the air.

The rain of flowers is pouring down, as if wrapping people in a dream.

"Of course, I ruined this ceremony. By the way... I want to visit my 'old friend'." Yan Sha tilted his head, his purple eyes were extremely cold, "Just in time for all the major sects to take a look, Master Xuanze What on earth is it?”

Shedding dirty blood is worthy of standing on the top of thousands of mountains?
Xuan Ze, you have a good idea.

……

"If you don't let me down, would you like to live in the next life?"

The boy in white took the peach petals and read the words on them softly.

The sun seemed to be kissing him, and the white clothes radiated soft light. The young man was enveloped by the rain of peach blossoms, and his face, so delicate and beautiful that it was not like a real person, was almost hazy in the rain of peach blossoms.

Ye Jin looked ahead, not at him.

"The word order is reversed." Ye Jin said lightly.

May the next life live up to you.

She has no feelings, but after all, she owes him this matter and needs to make up for it.

In this life, she used him and made him lose face.

If there is an afterlife, she will compensate him well.

Thinking of this, Ye Jin suddenly laughed at himself.

how can that be possible?
Xuan Ze, he is just a small character in the plane.

She will never meet him again.

Every word on the petals is not a confession.

It's guilt.

Xuan Ze lowered his eyes, as if he understood something, he let go of his hand, let the petals in his hand fall with the wind, landed on the soil, buried and covered.

"A Jin, you don't have to do anything, I am willing." Xuan Ze smiled softly, "This is a bet, and I am willing to admit defeat."

Ye Jin held his hand and said, "Let's go, young man."

She owed him.

Six kinds of flower rain, six sentences.

　I am currently in a state where my memory has been sealed!It will recover, it will recover.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)