The stream of flowers and bones will never be separated

Chapter 96 Promise to never abandon you

Missing is the wind without direction, blowing away the traces of time.Messy dance steps, through the long four seasons, Nirvana into poetry in the days of warmth.Even if we can't rely on each other closely, we look forward to the opportunity to get close to each other.The footsteps that are getting farther and farther away, the emotion that hurts every inch, in the gap between the tired heart and heart, a kind of pain called distance is measured.

Bai Zichu looked at Yan Siqing, with a trace of tenderness in his eyes, it was hard to think of Bai Zichu who was colder than Bai Zihua, Yan Siqing said, "Hey, Zichu, when did you become like this?" Are you gentle?" Bai Zichu looked at her and said, "Xiao Qing, you don't really think I'm the same as my father, do you?" Yan Siqing looked at her, unable to say anything, and smiled helplessly. (Jie Shao: Bai Zichu, why are you different from your father? Bai Zichu: Jie Shao, you! Jie Shao: What are you? I'm not afraid of you!)
Hua Qiangu passed by, saw all this, and said, "Zichu, if you really want to be with her, it's not impossible, but it's a bit difficult to get those who oppose her to agree." Bai Zichu said, "Mother, if Daddy Oppose?" Hua Qiangu said: "He dares!" Bai Xichen rushed out and said: "Who dares to object! My sister and I killed who!" Bai Ximeng was on the side, and quickly said: "No no no! Not all of them, mother, if daddy objects, it's up to you!" Hua Qiangu looked at the two children and smiled helplessly.

Bai Zichu looked at his younger siblings, and felt that the two of them were too unreminiscent of the time when they played together, they must be fighting and pinching each other again.Bai Zihua came over and said, "Zichu, do you really want to be with Siqing?" Bai Zichu nodded, and Bai Zihua said, "Then you don't want to betray her." Bai Zichu said, "Daddy , do you agree?" Bai Zihua said, "Yes." Bai Zichu took Yan Siqing to a place.

Knowing that Sheng Xiao Zhiruo would disagree, Bai Ximeng and Bai Xichen hurried to the Hall of Ecstasy, Sheng Xiao Ziye saw Bai Ximeng and said, "Sister Ximeng, why are you here?" Sheng Xiaoziye obviously liked it. Bai Ximeng, Bai Ximeng said: "Brother Ziye, I'm looking for sister Zhiruo." Shengxiao Ziye's mood suddenly fell into a trough, and said: "She is in the room." Bai Ximeng hurriedly dragged his brother to find her. Shengxiao Zhiruo.

Sheng Xiao Zhiruo was looking at the book, when she heard light footsteps, she said, "Why are you two here? Since your brother is with someone else, I don't want to see any of you, please go away." Let's go!" Bai Xichen looked at her with a little disgust, thinking: With this temperament, no wonder my brother doesn't like you, and I won't like you either.Bai Ximeng said: "Sister Zhiruo, if you dare to hurt Sister Siqing, we will not be polite to you." Sheng Xiao Zhiruo put down the book in her hand, walked up to her, and said, "Why should I hurt you?" Yan Siqing? I'm not that narrow-minded." Bai Xichen can't understand her face, isn't it because my brother doesn't like her?Is this necessary?

At this time, Bai Zichu and Yan Siqing were at the highest point in Changliu Mountain. Bai Zichu held Yan Siqing in his arms and looked at the sunset, saying: "Siqing, from now on I will accompany you to enjoy the snow, watch the flowers bloom and fall, and see the rising and falling How about never being separated?" Yan Siqing snuggled into his arms, nodded,
Look, who is sitting under the bodhi tree, counting the falling flowers in reincarnation season after season.Soft whispers, rustling sighs, gurgling lovesickness, charming the rouge and coquettish youth.Listen, who is playing a melancholy string lightly among the three thousand worlds of mortals.Who is it again, intoxicated in the misty rain and the world of mortals, writing the wind, flowers, snow and moon in the world with the fragrance of ink, a Tang poem, a Song song, and a flute sound, rippling the nostalgia of the past and the present.

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