Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

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Tears wet the soft eyelashes, and the cheeks were flushed.

Slight sweat on the forehead wets the messy long hair,

His fingertips gripped the bed sheet feebly, extremely fragile.

in the silent night,

The light rain finally subsided.

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...

In a hazy moment,

Yunsi seemed to have returned to the peach forest.

Colorful pale pink peach blossoms fall,

The cloud-colored snow-white figure, leaning against the tree, looked lazy,

The warm and moist eye ends between the eyebrows are like a clear ink painting, stunning and unparalleled.

Around the waist, on the brocade-colored belt, was tied a small and exquisite flower bag.

On the flower bag, embroidered a lifelike Bana flower, bright red like blood, pure and colorful, with a faint fragrance.

The man's bony long fingers gently stroked the flower bag, and the corners of his lips smiled gently.

A female voice came and asked him slowly, "Xiao Jiu, are you in love with her?"

The man raised his picturesque long eyelashes, his clear purple eyes were filled with a soft smile,

The slender and crimson lips are slightly raised, and the voice is loose,

"Flowers from the other shore, an ominous omen."

"Manzhushahua, it's too... gorgeous and soft."

The woman's voice paused.

next second,

The man lowered his eyes, looking at the small and exquisite flower bag in his hand, the tenderness of the corners of his lips seemed to be soaked in time, with infinite affection,

"only……"

"It's really . . . unsettling."

"Mine, stupid Si Si."

He whispered softly, like a whisper between lovers, with gentle fingertips and rippling eyes.

The woman seemed to be laughing too.

"So, you want to take her with you to practice?"

The gentle and stunning man nodded slightly, his lips were charming,

"I don't worry about her being alone."

"not to mention……"

"She's so stupid and needs to... learn more."

It's obviously disgusting,

But when he said it gently in the man's mouth, it seemed to be joyful and indulgent, with a bit of inexplicable and lingering meaning.

He kept looking down, looking at the little flower bag on his waist,

The warm fingertips caressed the Bianhua flower on it lightly, as if afraid of breaking something, gentle and compassionate.

The woman smiled again, "Are you sure, it's her?"

"Um."

The man slowly raised his long eyelashes and looked at the woman.

The corners of the lips are slightly curved, with a bit of cuteness,

"Mother, will you bless Si Si and me?"

"My Si Si is very obedient and very good."

He seemed a little nervous.

The woman thought for a while, stepped forward, patted his head, and smiled lightly, "Xiao Jiu likes it, and mother likes it."

"When you come back from the experience, mother will give you a gift, okay?"

"Okay." The man smiled softly,

"Thank you, mother."

He lowered his head slightly, the tenderness between his brows remained the same,

In the beautiful and pure purple eyes, there is a bit of softness and cuteness hidden,

Like a child, quietly accepting mother's pity,

Under the slowly falling petals,

The words of the two people stayed here, and there was no more sound.

That delicate little flower bag,

From the beginning to the end, it was in the palm of the man, and he never let go.

The flirtatious flower of the other side,

Freeze in the dream, slowly bloom.

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...

Yun Si slowly opened his eyes.

Slightly stared at the front in a daze, silent.

For a long time,

Her eye sockets were flushed, and her fingers were slightly curled up.

Nine songs...

Her nine songs...

She raised her hand and wiped the corner of her eye.

She pursed her lips silently, very quietly.

after awhile,

She turned her head and looked at the man beside her.