"breathe."

Xie Qingci said softly.

It was also after his reminder that Qing Ying finally regained her breath, otherwise she suspected that she could really be suffocated to death.

She took two quick breaths, but felt that her warm breath was entangled between Xie Qingci and her, which was very obvious——

Why are you still kissing!?

However, the senior brother's movements were gentle and restrained, and he had no other thoughts, just sticking to her, which comforted her to a considerable extent.

Otherwise, she might push Xie Qingci away.

At this time, Qing Ying silently held her breath again, not because she couldn't help it, and she was determined not to reveal the slightest breath.

She closed her eyes, quietly feeling the soft warmth of her lips.

"Don't be afraid." Xie Qingci said softly, "It's very cute."

When he said this, he said it close to the corner of Qing Ying's lips, and it sounded a bit hazy.

"Where is it cute?" Qing Ying muttered.

"very warm."

Qing Ying guessed that he was referring to her breathing.

Her posture finally relaxed a little, and she was able to take a small breath.

After a long time, the two separated. Neither of them spoke, but the smile on their lips did not fade away. A quiet and warm atmosphere quietly flowed in the courtyard.

After a while, Xie Qingci asked, "How does it feel to touch?"

She whispered: "I seem to feel it."

When the senior brother kissed her, she felt that her heart was trembling. That feeling was not painful, maybe it was...

"What is it?" she asked. "A tremor?"

After thinking about it, Xie Qing replied: "It should be a heartbeat."

He was a little curious: "What exactly is it like?"

"Hmm...my heart is beating in your hands." After Qing Ying finished speaking, her eyes became sharper, "Didn't your heart beat to me?"

Xie Qingci was subtly silent.

Qingying: "You haven't even had a crush on me? Then why do you like me?"

"I think I should love you." Xie Qingci corrected.

Qing Ying said solemnly: "I haven't experienced liking yet, so I can't fast forward to love. Love is very sacred."

So she always said that she likes it, and she is very restrained in using the word love.

Qing Ying said: "Oh, I know what else to add to the preface. We have to standardize the terminology of love."

"for example?"

"For example, what is the standard for liking, and what is the standard for love." Qing Ying said, "If love is abused, it will not be precious."

"abuse?"

In this point of view, Xie Qingci is not the same as her point of view.

"Love is love, what's the point of being stingy?" He asked back, "Love is nothing more than a promise of life and death, life and death together, aren't you and I like that?"

Qing Ying was speechless.

That's right, she and her senior brother have gone through countless winds and rains, and risked their lives.

She insisted: "It's not the same."

Xie Qingci showed a helpless and indulgent smile.

She said: "The word love has spiritual power. I think it is similar to a talisman."

"Ok?"

"Sit down and be serious."

Xie Qing was puzzled, but she still sat down as she said, with a serious expression on her face.

Qing Ying also discarded distracting thoughts.

The atmosphere between the two gradually quieted down.

Qing Ying focused on Xie Qingci's face, and a spring-like tenderness gradually emerged in her heart.

"I love you," she said softly.

Hearing this, Jian Xiu's expression was slightly startled, and his face was indifferent and self-sufficient like a pool of water, and ripples appeared instantly.

He was moved.

Qing Ying caught this, and immediately asked: "Did you hear that? How do you feel? Do you feel touched?"

"……Ok."

"Then listen again—I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you." Qing Ying asked, "Are you still touched?"

Xie Qingci: "...you can't confuse this."

"But it can convey my thoughts in a slightly similar way." Qing Ying concluded.

Xie Qingci humbly asked for advice: "Then when can we use love? Or if you have any standard requirements for me, you can write them in the preface together."

Qing Ying was immediately vigilant: "Then you plan to finish them all in one day, right?"

Xie Qingci: "If it's possible, then it's not impossible."

"Of course not!" Qing Ying said sternly, "You didn't even admit that you had a crush on me just nowit's not like you like me very much, how can you call it love?"

The more the little girl said, the more she felt that she made sense.

"Our experience of living and dying together has cultivated our family friendship. But in terms of couples, they are still in a state of cultivation."

Xie Qingci: "So?"

"Disqualify you from using the word [like]." Qing Ying made a serious judgment, "until you feel the heartbeat for me."

Jianxiu looked a little disappointed.

But in terms of hard work, he never disappoints.

So he immediately cheered up: "What is the standard of heartbeat?"

"As I said just now, it's as if my heart is in your palm."

Qing Ying recalled her feelings and told Xie Qingci carefully.For example, what is the heart constriction, what is his every word, every move, will touch her heart.

Xie Qingci had a serious expression, holding the brush with inspiration, and carefully wrote down many important points.

Qing Ying leaned over and took a look.

"Tips for Capturing Heartbeats"

"1. Heart Constriction"

"Second, the heart is held in her hand, and she can handle it at will"

"3. Don't die from heart damage"

"..."

Looking at these tips, Qing Ying had a bad guess in her heart for no reason.

"How are you going to work hard?"

Xie Qingci pondered for a while: "How about cutting open the heart and letting you handle it?"

Qingying: ...

This thing is absolutely not allowed!

But with his brother's temperament, he probably really wanted to experience the situation she described - but that was her very subjective feeling, how could everyone be the same.

So she took a pen, and neatly added a new line of points under Xie Qingci's clear handwriting.

"Six, you can't express liking in any way that hurts yourself."

After writing this sentence, Qingying recited Xie Qing's speech aloud.

"Do you understand?"

Xie Qingci nodded.

"But I also know what to add to my preface."

Qing Ying then brought her own preface and continued writing neatly.

She first wrote the sentence "This is the omen of love when love comes" in Xie Qing's speech.

Then, Qing Ying added her own new point of view.

"However, love is never based on hurting yourself or others."

Qing Ying wrote and read to Xie Qingci: "I hope that we will not suffer any harm in this relationship."

After finishing writing, she felt a little regretful, and sighed: "The ending of this sentence is not as elegant as your expression."

Xie Qingci smiled: "I like this sentence very much."

"Really?"

"very warm."

Qing Ying decided to believe this sentence, she showed a happy smile.

"Then sign it."

She neatly signed the word Qing Ying.

Behind her, Xie Qingci wrote the three characters Xie Qingci in strong and elegant handwriting.

Qing Ying looked at the work with satisfaction.

"Can I share it with other people? Sometimes Caicai will talk about this when chatting with me." Qing Ying said confidently, "Show her the most cutting-edge works of love."

In the entire cultivation world, there is absolutely no more fashionable and rigorous couple than them.

Xie Qing said: "If you like it, of course you can."

He is seriously trying to figure out the "secrets of heartbeat", and doesn't care much about the little girl's pride.

As long as he doesn't mind.

The next day, Qing Ying immediately shared this masterpiece with the little sisters.

After busying with administrative affairs in the morning, the two little girls sat on the stones by the river and chatted.

Cai Cai highly respects their love preface.

"This is simply... a call for thieves!" He said loudly, "I've seen that kind of call for thieves written by high officials, and it's not as thrilling as yours!"

Qing Ying felt that it might be because the writer's writing was too literary, and Caicai was too young to understand it.

But she is also very proud that her work has been praised so much.

"You can also write in the future." She encouraged Cai Cai, "You can start thinking now."

Cai Cai pursed her lips and smiled, a little embarrassed.

She felt that she should follow Sister Qing Ying's example in everything, and she said she didn't mind, but it was still inappropriate.

Qing Ying was careless, and enthusiastically gave Caicai an idea: "And you and Su Mu can have a more unique way of making it."

Caicai became interested: "What?"

"For example, you can use the leaves of the Shenmu to write, or ask him to bloom a flower for you, bear fruit or something."

However, according to the book, Shennongmu does not seem to bear fruit.

The unreliable biological knowledge told her that the fruit seemed to be the child of the plant.

...Su Mu can have children?!

Qing Ying was shocked by the thought that popped out of her mind suddenly, and was speechless for a moment.

Caicai didn't pay attention to the quake in Qingying's pupils, and was still immersed in this creative idea: "That feels good, maybe it will have the effect of warding off evil spirits. When Master Shenmu recovers, I will discuss it with him."

After talking about this, Caicai said: "However, Xie Xianjun did not go out to eliminate demons today, nor did he practice retreat."

Qing Ying was surprised: "Did you see him?"

She was not outside in the morning, but in a family's home, teaching the couple how to take care of a child with fever.

"Yes, Xie Xianjun was here this morning..." Caicai frowned, and finally thought of a suitable wording, "They are all visiting Minsheng."

"Visit people's livelihood?"

"It's just asking questions similar to your previous ones, about your love life, and about the moments when you were emotionally touched."

Qing Ying frowned: "Wouldn't that be a big delay in my own business?"

She still knows her brother well.

Senior brother is cold and aloof, and doesn't know much about the lives of ordinary people.Letting others accompany him all morning will definitely disturb the common people.

"Originally, I was hesitating how to remind Xie Xianjun." Caicai smiled and said, "But a little brother mentioned your previous behavior, and Xie Xianjun also helped the people finish their work before asking questions."

Hearing this sentence, Qing Ying was relieved.

Cai Cai was curious: "Why is Xie Xianjun asking those questions?"

Unlike Qing Ying's question, which is very directional, Xie Qingci's question is hard to find. don't know if he is thinking about philosophy or studying human nature.

"He wants to fall in love with me quickly."

Cai Cai is puzzled: "Huh?"

Qing Ying explained: "He doesn't know what it feels like to be moved-but I have been moved by him many times, so I said, wait until he feels his heartbeat, and then... Let's talk about it."

She did not speak of her little punishment.

Let's keep this kind of small love between lovers a secret.

Caicai once again showed an expression of being shocked by the trend.

"As expected, as expected of Sister Qing Ying...Are you a believer in the moon?"

"I don't believe that."

Qing Ying stretched out her five fingers and then clenched her fist: "Senior brother, I soaked my hands myself."

Cai Cai silently gave her thumbs up.

Qing Ying asked Caicai: "So what do you think is heartbeat?"

The fourteen-year-old girl showed a somewhat bewildered expression.

"Well, it goes without saying."

She and Su Mu must have never kissed before - if they had, then Su Mu would say something wrong.

But no matter what, she and her senior brother still won at the starting line.

The comfortable spring breeze blew across the river, and after the catastrophe that day, the vegetation in Tianrong sprouted new shoots. Although the land was still brown, hazy and soft greenery could already be seen.

Qing Ying shook her declaration of love, watching the paper sway slightly in the wind.

This declaration is written on contract paper, and after signing with your real name, everything on it will be binding.

really not bad.

Falling in love with senior brother is very reassuring, as if there are five social insurances and one gold guarantee... Oh yes, do you want to discuss with senior brother to set up a love insurance?

Evening is the time they set for talking as a couple.

Every day after dinner, Qingying would ask Xie Qing to resign, and the two of them would go for a walk together in the gradually growing settlement or by the river, chatting about interesting things during the day.

Or don't stick to these things, anyway, when she is with Xie Qingci, she always has endless topics to talk about.

But today Qing Ying did not see Xie Qingci waiting for her outside the yard.

She went into the yard to investigate, only to find that Xie Qingci was reading a book.

The pile of books on the desk almost drowned him.

Qing Ying just opened her mouth to speak, but she was worried that she would disturb Xie Qingci's thoughts, so she shut up and walked around quietly behind the desk, ready to take a look at what he was reading.

As soon as she turned around the tall pile of books and saw the situation of Xie Qing's dictionary case, Qing Ying was shocked.

I saw a thick stack of straw paper in front of Xie Qingci, and the theme revolved around "how to prove that I have been moved", but because of her existence, Xie Qingci kept overturning his plan.

And his reference books are not just Zhibizhai's series of shocking emotions, but also the Heart Sutra, which makes me dizzy just looking at the densely packed small characters.

Brother has been studying this all day?

But yes.

With Xie Qingci's temperament, he should have found her this morning, and told her with a smile that he had found a way to prove his heart.However, it took a whole day now, which is enough to show how difficult this problem is.

Actually trapped the senior brother!

Qing Ying immediately realized the seriousness of the problem, she didn't dare to breathe, and was about to quietly exit the room.

But when she turned around—

Snapped.

Xie Qingci brush placed the pen holder neatly and neatly, and grabbed her wrist with her free hand.

A set of movements is smooth and smooth, and it seems that they have been prepared for a long time.

Xie Qing resigned: "I found a way, and it's just one last stroke."

Qingying: "You didn't speak just now, I thought I didn't finish writing."

"Oh," Xie Qing said naturally, "I'm used to talking after writing a complete sentence."

She understands, a little obsessive-compulsive disorder of a genius.

Qing Ying asked: "What way?"

The corners of Xie Qingci's lips curled up slightly, revealing a soft smile.

Seeing this familiar smile, Qing Ying knew that he was absolutely sure.

"Come on."

"Let's go to the river." Xie Qing resigned, "You will know when you go."

Qing Ying took a look at the sky, it was the setting sun and the infinitely beautiful moment, so she readily agreed: "Okay."

Xie Qingci's long sleeves were flicked lightly, and the sleeves flowed like clouds. Qing Ying only saw a blurry white shadow flashing into Xie Qingci's sleeves, but she couldn't see what he was carrying.

Obviously, the senior brother is going to maintain the suspense until the last moment.

Cut, she is not curious.

"What are you going to use to prove that you are moved?" Qing Ying asked, "The rules have been said before, you can't hurt yourself or others."

Xie Qingci smiled slightly, as if he had a chance to win.

The two came to the bank of the river, and the orange sunset was like the brightest color, dyeing everything in sight with a warm orange.The clear river water reflects the setting sun, glowing with sparkling light.

Here is still so desolate, no sound.

But Qing Ying has already seen the hazy greenness of the weeds on the bank, and the small fish swimming fast in the river.

Qing Ying couldn't help whispering in her heart.

Let the Shenmu germinate quickly, let the brother get better, and let him also see such a beautiful scenery.

While she was admiring the beautiful scenery, Xie Qingci was arranging his... experimental props?

Qing Ying looked at Xie Qingci's white flag planted in the soil, and asked doubtfully, "This is it?"

The evening wind was rushing, blowing the white flags whistling.

Xie Qingci asked seriously: "Is it the wind? Is it the flag?"

Qing Ying instantly understood: "You want to say that your heart is moving, right?"

She immediately remembered such a famous debate topic.

Xie Qingci laughed dumbly: "Yes, it's so simple, but I thought about it for a day before I suddenly understood it."

It seems to be ok, and it seems...

Qing Ying wanted to make things difficult for her senior brother: "You are just playing tricks."

She said: "People definitely don't care about Banner because of their heartbeat, they are telling disciples to be calm."

And it's just a flag, why write so many action plans?

Xie Qingci was well prepared for her questioning, and he raised his hand slightly.

The wind stopped, and so did the streamers.

"It's great to have a high cultivation base." Qing Ying muttered.

Even the wind can be controlled at will.

The flags fluttered again.

Qing Ying didn't feel any wind or air currents. She looked at Bai Banan—the fluttering gesture was obviously caused by the strong wind.

She couldn't help frowning.

Xie Qing resigned: "This time I am controlling the movement of the flag."

"So this explains?"

Xie Qing resigned and said softly: "For you, I just wanted to control the movement of the banner, so is it a heartbeat?"

Qingying: "..."

"Brother, you have been troubled all day today, is it because you are writing such logical reasoning?"

Hearing the little girl's hesitant tone, Xie Qingci's heart skipped a beat.

This time, Qing Ying didn't seem to buy into his carefully planned love talk event.

Xie Qingci looked calm, and silently put away the windless and automatic white flag.And because of his choice, the atmosphere seemed somewhat awkward.

Qing Ying whispered: "Actually, it doesn't need to be so complicated."

Xie Qing resigned: "The easiest way seems to be to go back in time. I will go back to the moment when you asked, and then answer firmly-I will always be moved by you."

There is nothing like this.

Qing Ying cautiously did not answer this question.

She couldn't tell whether the brother was serious or telling a cold joke.

Xie Qingci sighed softly: "Conveying my heartbeat to you is indeed much more difficult than I thought."

It seems that the brother is really stumped.

Having known each other for so long, it was the first time met Xie Qingci and was troubled by problems.

"It's okay, I just want to tease you." Qing Ying said, "I'm not a fool, whether you like me or not, why don't I feel it?"

Jianxiu lowered his eyes slightly, and his cold face looked a little melancholy, which made people feel pity.

"But I want to obtain the right to use [I like you]."

"You must have." Qing Ying said, "I was joking back then."

"Really got it?"

"Really." Qing Ying leaned close to Xie Qingci's ear and whispered to him secretly, "Do you know why you can get it?"

When a girl speaks, she breathes out and blows it into her ears, making it tickle.

Xie Qingci said softly: "Why?"

"Because [prove your heartbeat] is not the only solution. You can still act like a baby to me."

"You can act like a baby to me for all the conflicts between us. This is a quick and versatile answer."

Qing Ying seemed to be confiding a big secret, her voice became softer.

"I found... I can't refuse your coquettishness."

"Acting like a baby? There's no way to describe a man like that."

The strongest immortal in the Three Realms was quite resistant to this word, and said coldly: "I won't."

Someone's expression just now looked like a spoiled child.

When was injured before, was very good at acting like a baby.

"That's not it." Qing Ying followed him, not wanting to get entangled in that idealistic question, she led Xie Qingci and asked him to sit with her on the big rock by the river.

Xie Qing resigned: "Many people don't like the current Tianxuan."

"Then you still come with me all day?"

Xie Qingci said flatly, "Because you like it."

Hearing this, Qing Ying smiled.

Her thumb and forefinger are spread out in a framed gesture.

She closed one eye and aimed at the sunset on the horizon. The sun was almost setting, and the light was not dazzling.

"I used to think it was ugly, but then I thought, now that there are not so many trees blocking the view, wouldn't the beauty of the sunset be unobstructed?"

Qingying's photo frame accurately captures the scene of the sunset in the wilderness.

She knew better that this scene was not desolation, but the last afterglow before the vitality.

"Then when everything grows—"

Qing Ying naturally said: "Isn't it another beautiful scene?"

She pointed the camera at the surroundings and patted: "How can there be so many annoying things in the world? The beauty is hidden... well, hidden in one of our thoughts."

Qingying's photo frame was aimed at Xie Qingci.

Xie Qingci keenly captured this scene: "What are you doing?"

Qing Ying said: "Nineteen years old who is photographing someone I like."

There is still one month to go before Chinese New Year.

Then she was seventeen, and Xie Qingci was twenty.

In this way, her boring behavior makes sense?

"The lifespan of a cultivator is very long." Xie Qingci said.

"Okay, okay, we all live a long life."

"A hundred years old is a premature death."

Qingying: ...

She scolded: "Then what do you want?"

"I want the hematoxylin to germinate immediately, and I want to restore both eyes immediately."

I want to see the beauty of the sunset in her eyes.

Wanted to see her at... sixteen.

"If he can germinate before Chinese New Year, we can catch up."

Xie Qingci calmly stated: "He will."

For some reason, Qing Ying suddenly sympathized with Su Mu.

She reasonably doubted that the senior brother would use a surprise cultivation tactic for Su Mu, who was still in a seed state, to let him germinate as soon as possible.

Qing Ying could not help but smile.

She naturally leaned beside Xie Qingci, looking at the sunset in the sky, feeling that it was another peaceful and happy day.

The brother is really good to lean on, like a big pillow, literally "reliable".

She was amused by her cold joke and smiled silently.

No one spoke, and there was silence between the two.

Qing Ying is no stranger to this kind of silence, and she quite enjoys the tranquility of this tacit understanding.

Talking all the time will make your voice hoarse.

But as long as you're with him, you won't feel bored.

The river flows quietly, the sky is getting darker, and the sunset is more magnificent and beautiful.

"Did you hear that?" Xie Qingci said suddenly.

"What did you hear?"

Xie Qingci's voice trembled in his chest, and it sounded muffled.

"My heart beats."

Xie Qingci said: "The moment you approached, it beat faster."

So he suddenly stopped talking?

... He hasn't let go of the problem of heartbeat!

So just now her heart was embracing, but Xie Qingci only counted the heartbeats in one voice, and kept as quiet as possible, trying to let her hear his heartbeat?

"How is it possible to hear this?" Qing Ying was speechless, "You can only hear it yourself."

"..."

Xie Qing failed three times.

The third failure made the genius swordsman a little annoyed, he pursed his lips, looking a little unhappy.

"Why are you so obsessed with heartbeat?" Qing Ying asked, "I'm not angry."

"You can say you like it if your heart beats, and then you pass another level, and I can say I love you. After saying I love you—"

Qing Ying asked: "After you say you love me?"

Xie Qingci's voice was as light as a feather falling.

"We can get married."

"And after that, we can get married again without any experience."

"For example, this time, I can give you a corolla woven from the first cluster of flowers in Tianxuan's spring."

"We can get married with everyone's blessing."

"We can be in the day or we can be in the night."

All the shortcomings in that imperfect dream can be satisfied.

Qing Ying was stunned.

Xie Qingci no longer restrained the wind at this time, and the evening wind that regained her freedom lifted her long hair, and then it fell slightly, like water plants swaying in the water.

She asked: "How can we get married so many times? And aren't we in love? How can we get married while we are in love?"

Xie Qing replied calmly: "As long as you like it, you can be a bride every day. As for why you can get married in love - if you don't get married and get married, how can you know that each other is a suitable marriage partner?"

The senior brother answered slyly, Qing Ying felt that it was wrong, but it was difficult to refute.

Or... She didn't want to refute that much.

"The best time to get married is during the Chinese New Year." Qing Ying murmured, "The Chinese New Year falls during the slack season of farming, so it won't delay the farming time of the common people, and it's also crowded with people."

"Ok."

"That Su Mu really needs to wake up in time, just to give him and Caicai a demonstration reference."

"Ok."

"It would be great if my senior sister could see it too...we can take a photo and send it to her later!"

"Ok."

The more Qing Ying talked, the more she yearned for it: "It sounds interesting to get married, too."

Xie Qing said: "Yes."

"Then I agree." Qing Ying said with a smile, "I allow you to use I love you, you can consider where the wedding will be held."

Jianxiu shook his head slightly, appearing a bit persistent.

"There should be a ritual process, not less."

He still remembered the conversation between Qing Ying and Caicai that night.

Fall in love, fall in love, know each other, get married.

Can't be chaotic, can't be fast.

Make her feel at ease.

Keep your feet on the ground every step of the way and make sure that each other is the right person.

"I know that my heart is beating right now." Xie Qingci said.

"I know too." Qing Ying said sincerely.

Xie Qingci immediately said: "You don't know."

Qing Ying: ...

"My heartbeat is not the same as yours," Xie Qingci said, "It's not that the heart is held in your hands."

The heartbeat described by Qing Ying is like heart palpitations and heartaches, as if being entangled by vines, every time it beats, it restrains and goes all out.

She patiently sorted out her thoughts with her lover: "Then what are you like?"

Xie Qingci said abruptly: "I want to eat you up."

Qing Ying:???

Wait, if you say that, I will change my color, or I will be impure.

Xie Qing resigned: "Eat you and feel it in my heart. What does it feel like?"

Maybe he talked too much, his clear voice in the past sounds a little hoarse and deep now.

Cough, want to change color a little bit.

Qing Ying is shy, thinking about whether to add a kiss or something to today's love affair——

Xie Qingci drank in a low voice: "I thought of it!"

Qing Ying:?

Xie Qingci tied up her sword fingers, quickly removed a lock of her long hair, then cut her fingertips, and melted a drop of blood into them.

Under the action of spiritual power, the long black hair automatically blended and braided, and finally turned into a string of red ropes.

The bracelet lay quietly in Xie Qingci's palm, it was as red as fresh blood, Qing Ying looked at it, and felt that it seemed to bleed at any moment.

Like... a wound in the heart?

She was taken aback by her own odd associations.

Xie Qingci's face was slightly pale, but his expression was determined and calm: "This is the cord of one heart that has been integrated into my heart."

"Heartblood means—"

"Heartblood." Xie Qingci said calmly, "That's why it can be called the same heart rope."

"Why do you take your own blood so casually?" Qing Ying's expression suddenly changed, "How important is hard work to a monk, your vitality was already damaged before, and you dare to do something wrong?"

"The concentric rope can allow you to feel my mood at all times, and can connect you and my luck. The advantages far outweigh the disadvantages."

Xie Qingci said: "And when I do this, I have my own destiny to guide me."

Xie Qingci's tone was calm and convincing.

Qing Ying was still annoyed, and said angrily: "Where did the fate come from? Don't lie to me with nonsense."

"Before I prepared a variety of protective magic weapons for you, but I only prepared the jade bracelet for the left hand and left the right hand empty. Isn't it predestined?"

—Don't say it, it's a coincidence.

At that time, Xie Qing forced her to wear rings on all ten fingers, necklaces and anklets, but only one bracelet.

At that time, neither of them felt that there was anything wrong with it, could it be... Bah, bah, bah, bah.

You can't be led away by Xie Qingci's thoughts, you will be led astray by him.

Xie Qingci's voice was soft: "Put it on, your heart and blood have been melted, and it can't be forced back."

"Really can not?"

"No." Xie Qingci said frankly.

Qing Ying was still a little bit sorry, so she heard Xie Qingci's voice getting lower and lower: "I think you are in touch with me, feel my mind..."

Isn't this acting like a baby?

"I'll also make a concentric rope when I go back." Qing Ying said.

"No." Xie Qingci double-labeled clearly, "It's not too late to do it after your illness is cured."

Qing Ying glared at him.

Xie Qing couldn't look at Cici, just pretended not to see it.

"Hold out your hand and I'll put it on for you," he said.

The setting sun, the river, the evening wind, his voice sounded extraordinarily gentle.

Qing Ying curled her lips, but obediently stretched out her right wrist, and at the same time made up her mind to read more books, so that she could stop Xie Qingci in time before his rebellion came.

Xie Qingci dexterously tied the red rope around her wrist with both hands, and after it stabilized, the red rope quickly adjusted its size to the most suitable level as if it had its own spiritual consciousness.

"What can you hear?"

Qing Ying closed her eyes.

Xie Qingci's heartbeat, from the parties' hearing——

tsunami.

A magnificent tsunami submerged her.

Overwhelming.

Xie Qingci said with a smile: "How is my heartbeat?"

He listened carefully to the girl's voice and let his thoughts spread.

Every syllable, every rhyme, is like a drumstick—

The sea was rough.

Qing Ying closed her eyes and said softly: "Love is surging."

"This rhetoric is not bad." Xie Qingci commented with a smile, "It is worthy of being the author of "The Earl of Homecoming Mountain."

A strong emotion urged Qing Ying to say something.

"I like—" Qing Ying's lips moved, but she finally changed her words.

"At this moment, I think, I love you."

Her use of "love" is really rigorous, and she is not so serious in her daily practice.

Xie Qingci couldn't help laughing.

He clasped Qing Ying's right hand with both hands, and placed it on his chest.

As the setting sun shines at night, the clear water of the river reflects the sparkling figures of a pair of lovers.

Xie Qingci slightly closed her eyes, looking devout and serious.

He chuckled and replied, "I think, me too."

So be quiet and feel—

His love at this moment is like a tsunami raging.