The Idol Group and the Crown

-1-

When Long Ji first moved into the new dormitory, he vaguely felt that the roommate was a very vulnerable person.

When he passed the primary election, he heard from friends that SPF probably already had a few people in it, and the actual quota was two or three.

Fortunately, the opponents in Class A are not outstanding, so that he did not remember too many names.

After several assessments, it is common to take the first place, and it is also common to rank first with that classmate.

Sometimes when the teacher is giving a lecture, Long Ji will take a closer look at the thin 玦.

The hair is so long, and the profile is so beautiful.

Well-informed people have long known that a Shawsey champion has entered their class, and may have come to secretly select teammates.

Bo Jue's appearance was picky, and his speech was cold. Most people gathered together to compliment him, but he dared to disgust him.

Long Ji has been accustomed to staying with his parents in the wine bureau since he was a child. It is very accurate to see people at the age of sixteen or seven.

When he first moved in, he talked less and acted less.

First I watched as four or five people came over and almost ate the closed-door soup. I stayed in the piano room and dance room for a long time, and occasionally listened to the fluent sound of the piano next door.

Bo Jue's expression was always cold, and he went alone, occasionally arguing with Xie Lianyun who came to visit.

Long Ji was writing music theory assignments on his back, and he could not help laughing after listening to a few words.

He felt that the roommate was simple, cautious, and cute.

The first formal exchange was when they were divided into separate partners in class.

Bo Jue uncommonly looked unnatural.

Group dancing can somehow cover up the disadvantages by standing, and dancing alone will expose all the shortcomings.

Long Ji tried to make a little eye contact with him, but the other party was bored and practised not speaking for an afternoon, as if suddenly getting dumb.

"...I didn't jump like this." Long Ji didn't hold his arm, but kept the sense of distance, like taking care of some frightening little animal: "The first shot of the left foot, and then the center of gravity followed the left. Turn right on the second quarter."

Bo Jue responded quickly and stepped on the foot again in the next second.

"hiss."

"I'm sorry," he panicked, a little annoyed in areas he wasn't good at: "I'll practice by myself, it's not too late, thank you."

"It's much better," Long Ji said softly. "Again, pay attention to the center of gravity."

They practiced for this performance from the afternoon to 8:30 in the evening, and finally the cafeteria was closed, and they could only go back to the dormitory to eat noodles.

Long Jiao teaches meticulously, the two people's condition is indeed quite in line, before leaving, he smiled and praised his progress.

Bo Ju tried to stretch his face, and when he walked back to the dormitory with him, he smiled all the way.

They gradually became familiar.

The content of the chat was initially limited to homework and assessment. Later, I would chat with my favorite bands and help the other side with the water.

After a few more days, taking turns teaching Huo to play the piano seemed to become a daily relaxation activity.

Huo Huo has incredible memory and remembers all the **** gestures. He will never make the same mistake a second time.

Bo Jue rarely smiled mildly. After sitting in the piano room for a whole day, Cherny changed three books in a week, which was very fulfilling.

Long Li likes clean and pure people, and he is naturally very fond of both of them.

He has a lot of friends, don’t change too many snacks and small gifts every day, a group of people are competing to practice with him during class.

Others are afraid of Bo Jue's cold face, used to avoiding it from afar, but on the contrary, it seems that he is not very popular.

"It's okay, let me be with my roommate, you guys have fun."

"A duet? Have an appointment, next time~"

Bo Jue breathed a sigh of relief, so he didn't need to scalp to find Xie Lianyun.

He was very thoughtful and knew that it was a friend who was helping himself quietly, and he would also politely say a few words that he could find other partners.

Long Jiao accompanied him with a lollipop, and did not mean to go. He smiled and said nothing.

Bo Jue is not uncommon, just allergic to mediocrity.

With too much pride in my heart, it is easy to appear out of place.

Bo Jue took the goodwill awkwardly and gradually began to trust him.

There are more and more private decorations in the dormitory.

The ceramic pots are long and succulent, and the corners of the table are filled with large bunches of heterochromatic platycodon in crystal bottles. Later, even the side of the bed was scented, and the room was very tidy.

There are more and more jokes, and the likes and dislikes that have been deliberately hidden for a long time are also carefully probed like anemones.

"Long Ji, can you chew potato chips a little lower?"

"Teacher Xiaobo, you have a delicious piece of--"

"--Have you listened to me!!"

"Please, I took a shower for almost an hour. Do you put chicks in it?"

"It's hard to wash your long hair! If you're in a hurry, go to Huohu!!"

"Should I come in to help you comb?"

"Don't come in! I haven't put on my pajamas yet!"

Long Ji often returned home during those days and slept in the dormitory only a few times, two or three times a week.

Sometimes Bo Ju sits on the bed next to the bunk bed after bathing, brushing her hair sideways and chatting casually.

It's warm and fragrant, as if it smells good from long hair to pajamas.

The teenager was inexplicably inattentive.

Without a word, his face was red.

Teacher Xiaobo smells good.

Although it usually smells good, but he just came out of the bath, will it be very soft to hug...

"So say, that chord shouldn't be changed," Bo Ju complained lowly: "Are you right?"

Long Ji blinked and smelled again.

Then quietly sat far away.

Don't hug people, you will be misunderstood.

Within a few months, they moved to the 17th floor.

The six boys lived together in such a big family style, and their lives completely overlapped silently.

Long Ji and Bo Ju's bedrooms are directly opposite the door, with a fairly spacious aisle in between.

The advantage is that it is very convenient to communicate when writing songs. The disadvantage is that there is a high probability of encountering the other party at the wrong time.

Long Ji and Xie Lianyun had a virtue. After taking a bath robe, they strolled in a big step. They took in and out of the house and took fruits to move the guitar. It was rare to wear clothes once.

He didn't feel much. When someone came to change the score, he could only forcefully squint at the computer screen, and his neck hurt once.

Bo Jujue is usually sober and calm, but in the morning, he will get upset and sleepy.

Every time Long Li knocked on the door to urge him to get up, or asked something with an intention list, he would see a sleepy, long-haired dumbass.

Either he was bitter as if someone was bullying him, or he nodded and said nothing, but he didn’t even hear a word.

Sometimes I get annoyed, and I frown a few times, rubbing my eyes against the door frame.

The long hair scattered on the waist, like a mess of black feathers.

Long Ji was even more lovely when he was unhappy, and later urged him to get up for the day.

After not getting along for two years, it seems that the sparse and ordinary teammates have quietly turned a corner.

If Crown Café didn't ask Xie Lianyun at that time, Long Jia wouldn't think about it at all.

He hadn't studied his sexual orientation. Although he was 17 or 18 years old, he would have hormonal excesses and daily restlessness, but he thought he would not be planted on this kind of problem.

It doesn't matter if you think about it, it's not like everything is wrong, compared with the same humanities and carefully getting along with the daily life.

Long Ji researched this matter and got a little bit online to see the state of his own doctor.

Originally nothing, the more you look, the more you can't help but get seated.

In fact, many things that were ignored in my heart are clearly remembered. At this time, I put them in a row and put them in my mind.

The evidence is as strong as a mountain.

The apple and pear soup is super delicious, and it looks really nice when you play the piano. When you are angry, the trainer doesn't actually speak very heavy words.

Actually I am afraid of loneliness, but I always have a hard mouth and a soft and eager heart.

Every time you take care of everyone, you don’t ask for help, and even quietly hide what you have done.

Long Ji thought more and more that his chest jumped suddenly.

He is more than just a heartbeat to Xiaobo's teacher, it is a special heartbeat.

Master Long San is usually very confident, and even has too much self-confidence. He has never doubted his charm.

However, Crown's few concerts and large-scale performance rounds still have doubts for a second or two.

Bo Jue and Xie Lianyun went to play the Guqin piano pipe organ. At the concert, Yao Chi and Chi Chi danced at the waterside. The two of them stood by the water to accompany the fans.

Long Ji didn't see much, and drank his head to drink water.

How do I feel that I have no advantages.

Bo Ju and Huo Jie combed the itinerary together. The form manual and a large stack of documents should be clearly marked. A few words can make the key information clear, and then write notes together with a smile.

Long Ji used to give them milk, wondering if he was nearly emotional.

Too close can't help being coquettish. Too far can be rusty.

Like a large dog, he circled around the balance of this delicate relationship. He only dared to reach out and hug when he dreamed.

Sometimes it gets sour.

But when he saw Bo Jue laughing, he couldn't help being happy for a long time, even if he didn't know what he was laughing at all.

Long Ji told these words to Xie Lianyun, who had mercy on his face.

"you are hopeless."

The two of them have a subtle telepathy.

Knowing that the other party is obsessed with themselves, you can find the other person's eyes peeking over each time.

It seems like the two naughty ghosts are playing the game of taking turns to escape. They want to hide everything and want to show it to another person.

The first time I kissed, my heart was so hot that it was about to melt away.

So soft, I want to kiss more.

Finally hugged, I can finally say like, say love many times.

They blushed and tried to kiss deeply, but they didn't push each other when they were hit by their brother.

Long Ji quietly clenched his hand, and his heart rolled happily repeatedly.

Xiao Ju really likes me.

Great, he likes me too.

-2-

The matter of the wedding has been discussed several times repeatedly, but nothing more than tossing about a bunch of problems such as the scale of the process site.

Bo Jue originally thought that he would be the tangled one. Unexpectedly, Long Ji was more tangled than him. He was studying the cake style book given by the wedding company during the company meeting.

The group call was repeated many times, and the other four people were also willing to participate, and had given many opinions.

Until Xie Lianyun remembered: "How did your parents react?"

"...!"

"I said," Xie Liyun had a bad hunch: "You two are going to get married, won't you tell your family yet?"

It wasn’t intentional to hide, mainly because there were so many things in the past, that they usually felt that they didn’t have enough time to meet for a meal, and where else they could take care of others.

Long Ji instantly felt that his attitude was extremely unjust, and that night he would pull Bo Jiu back to see his parents.

——I have seen it many times before, and I even told my parents, brothers and sisters that I particularly like that person. You must be nice to him.

Bo Jue was about to explode at the moment.

He doesn't worry about his parents. Same-sex marriages in Europe have long been sparse and common, with little problem.

The key is that stupid brother...

Together, the two decided to go home and vaccinate themselves before leading them in.

Bo Huan was rarely able to go home twice a year, followed DIVINE so busy that he didn't touch his feet, and went out with friends to have a glass of wine to guard against paparazzi.

The whole family gathered at that time. Two months before Christmas, Bo Jujue first prepared the food for himself and then poured a circle of wine. He said that he was planning to get married.

He hopes that the atmosphere will be calm and it is better to stabilize the thin ring.

The parents of the Bo family froze for a moment, then they let out a sigh of relief, and smiled and asked when the boy from the Long family came to the door.

Bo Huan was happy to hold a wine glass and took a big sip, almost choked.

His eyes turned red in a flash, a long whine, and he stopped talking.

"It was two people who married, but it wasn't me who married unilaterally," Bo Ju said without a word: "Nothing will change in the future. Xiaohuan can find me at any time."

"That's different!"

The parents of the Bo family comfortably patted their backs and sighed: "Xiaohuan used to lie down next to the window and watch you practise the piano.

Bo Huan immediately sat upright and blushed: "I didn't say that, he didn't even care about me at that time."

"That marriage..."

Thin Ring embraced at the speed of light and hugged his brother.

"If you coax me again, just coax for a while, okay."

On the other side, Long Jia also explained to his family.

The elder brother and the elder sister sympathized, and they almost wrote ‘you’re as good as today’ on your face.

The parents of the Long family have always been enlightened. Before they knew that his son was thinking carefully, he also poke and helped to take the lead.

But when the parents go up, there is also an old dragon.

The old man has always been stubborn and conservative. When they sent Long Ji to study abroad, they had trouble, and they forcibly retained their school membership, saying that they allowed the grandson to come back to study at any time.

There was a joke about this, and soon after he made his debut, someone confessed to his ex-girlfriend's identity and tried to rub the light for more years.

"Anyway, marriage is a big event. Let's find a time and take Xiaobo to meet with Grandpa."

Long Ji nodded, and turned back to Professor Bo's office, asking him seriously when he had time.

Professor Bo was still changing his student's work with a cold face a second ago, and suddenly a little flustered.

"Your grandfather...he is not fierce."

"Don't eat people," Long Ji helped him to press his shoulders, crying and laughing: "How can you relax, like a window jump to escape."

A group of students were quietly watching by the office window, and they were stuffed with dog food.

Having said that, they went.

The old man took a sip of tea while sitting at the throne and was very satisfied at first sight.

"This little girl's temperament is really good, at first glance is the person who came out of the door of the incense."

Long Ji smiled and clenched thin Ju's hand, frankly said: "Grandpa, he is also a boy."

Grandpa Long was choked by tea and coughed for a while.

The parents next to me slapped their backs and said that boys and girls are the same now, and they can be happy.

The old man looked blank and turned his head to look at his second sister, Long Di: "You brought a girl back the year before last, and after a long period of six months, I received a certificate-now your brother is also like this? Did you learn this set from you?"

"Where," Longdi waved lazily: "People have been talking for almost ten years."

"Furthermore, the eldest brother has three babies at home, grandpa, what are you not satisfied with?"

Mother Long followed Kaimai: "I heard that now men seem to be able to have children with rice cookers--"

Bo Jue was also choked for a while, coughing a few times, and his face became hot.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid," Long Ji coaxed people: "It's okay if we don't want a rice cooker."

The old man wore glasses and looked puzzled.

"When you enter the door, you will hold the others and don't let go. If you're afraid, 笳笳, that's why you have no idea?"

Long Ji looked big and understood: "Grandpa, I really like him."

"I like him for many years, and I want to marry him in my life."

"Okay," the old man sighed, "Your parents didn't say anything, they just glanced."

"Choose a good day, do some fun."

Receiving the certificate on February 14th and the wedding banquet on February 15th.

Bo Jujue's birthday on August 8th, when people here will go to Vienna, and then go to the church next to the snow mountain grassland to make up a Western-style wedding.

The consideration of the wedding dress was considered, and finally, Qin Lu's friend A Yu was ordered to make a set. The gold and red colors were imitation Tang suits, but they were not too gorgeous, and they were also equipped with light red yarn.

Men's own men's handsome and elegant, coupled with thin gui long hair and waist are different from ordinary people, it is more suitable for this suit.

On the wedding night, countless celebrities gathered in the hall, and the toasted people were about to line up.

The gifts sent by several close friends are as sweet and gentle as ever.

Mei Shengyao made a photo album of his own, which was full of the group photos and many photos of the six of them.

After thinking about it, I didn't think it was enough. I wrote a thick letter and whined in the back. I felt so sorry for a long time.

Chi Ji accompanied Bo Ju to try on the wedding dress repeatedly, and then made a set of headdresses for him. The golden and jade corals were burning and the indescribable beauty was beautiful.

"Brother Ju, I'll help you braid your hair on the wedding day."

Before giving a gift, Xie Lianyun deliberately went to Huo Jian.

Blade Edge is already preparing to go abroad to study, and will fly to the United States next month.

"Did you tell Dragon Brother... did you say that?"

"what's up?"

Xie Lianyun was attentive, knowing that many things have been uncovered now, and only worried about the knot between him and Long Ji.

"The previous breakup was initiated by me and the company."

As soon as he pushed his glasses, he was calm when he took the pot.

"Me and Su Dong said that if Chi Chi hadn't disbanded yet, the five of us would see each other again, and it would hurt once when we saw each other. In the end, we could only hide from each other."

"But if it is said that after the dissolution, everyone will see the blade together again, at least there is an acceptable reason."

"Your brother Long disagreed from the beginning, fearing to hurt you and fearing you wouldn't go out."

"Boss Pei went directly to his elder brother to talk to him and talk to him about what to do now, which identity was what he needed most at the time."

"Blade, Long Ji never gave up on you, and never betrayed you."

"He signed because he believes that we will all get through those days, walk out of the sinking, and wait until today."

The fox's eyes have changed from the usual cynicism to being so serious that they are not a little bit complicated.

"He believes in you and believes in us before he signs."

Huo Jian was silent for a long time, and nodded slowly and slowly.

Then turn around and go outside.

Xie Lianyun immediately panicked: "Blade, where are you going--"

"Re-buy the gift," the little white wolf did not return his head: "I bought it before is not good enough, I will prepare the best for Brother Long!"

"Then what did you buy before?"

"Limited diamond watch!"

"Then send me!!! Blade edge!!! What is sent is not sent!!!"

Finally at the wedding day, Xie Lianyun, in his usual style, took the staff to write a congratulatory song to Bo Jiju.

The official song is called "The First Symphony of Xie's Wedding", and the alias is "Bo Jujue. You can live with Brother Long at ease. Let's have more feet and less quarrels. Wish you will always be honeymoon and 17 years old."

A group of students also arranged a full set of live orchestra walks, the effect is no less than the Philharmonic Orchestra.

Bo Jue listened to a few more ears before entering, and nodded approvingly.

"It's a song written with painstaking effort. There's nothing wrong with it."

Mei Shengyao yawned by holding the long yarn and said, "I haven't changed it yet."

Ji Ji held up the mask and looked around, looking forward, "What about the blade?"

Long Ji was also looking for it, thinking how his brother hadn't arrived yet.

Within a few minutes, a figure hurried over holding something.

"Slow down slowly," Long Ji held Bo Jue in one hand and stopped: "Your brother is here, running so fast and falling down carefully."

Huo Jian didn't say anything and hugged it directly, so hard that he wanted to squeeze all the air out of their lungs.

Then he held the gift box in his arms to six people and opened it carefully.

It was a pair of people carved out of aquamarine.

"Brother Long, Ju, this is the time you guys are in the concert... kissing the back of your hand." Huo Jian spoke quickly, because he ran too fast just now, and his cheeks were still red: "Brother, me, me I misunderstood you before... sorry."

Long Ji rubbed his head vigorously: "I'll have another drink later!"

At the beginning of the wedding banquet, when everyone saw how the two grooms looked, they couldn't help but exaggerate.

This is too good, how can it be so beautiful!

Long Ji usually grabs a hairstyle at will. It is very charming. Since childhood, he has the preciousness of Jinyiyu food.

Today is even more magnificent and heroic.

Thin Jue's long hair was combed into a half-covered shape, and coral beads and jade were scorched between the ink hairs, and they looked like warm jade.

Worship the world and worship the high church.

When looking at the other party again, the smile couldn't hide it through the red yarn.

"New couples pay their respects to--"

In fact, Long Ji didn't see Bo Jiu's dress until today. He had been speechless for a few times when he entered the field, and his eyes are now somewhat moist.

He couldn't help speaking and said silently that I love you so much.

Bo Jue nodded gently, his eyes soft.

He also spoke silently and replied with a lip.

I love you too.

Relatives applauded and applauded, and parents nodded with relief.

They looked at each other far away and smiled endlessly tonight.

-3-

When we returned to the wedding room, it was already twelve o'clock.

They stayed in the noisy and noisy place for so long that their ears suddenly calmed down, but they were not used to it.

The layout of the room was full of joy, and even the red words on the bed rails.

Bo Jue stepped in when he entered the door, staring at the closed dragon.

Instead, the young man was a little embarrassed and lowered his head to speak his heart.

"You...too beautiful tonight."

"When we went to toast later, I could not hear what they said, just wanted to see you for a while."

Bo Jue's ears were hot at the moment, worrying about the obvious blush, he reached over and covered it.

"You... also look good."

He was sore with his sore shoulder and neck, moved to the wedding bed and groped to sit down, looking up at him outside of the red mist.

"Liji."

Long Ji took a breath and approached him obediently.

"Take the veil first."

"it is good."

The man leaned over to find the two corners decorated with broken gold dragon patterns, and lifted the veil a little bit.

The person he loved when he was a boy was sitting here with a smile on his face.

The lips are deep red, and the hair is as long as ink.

They all breathed lightly, and closed their eyes with their eyes closed.

Then kissed each other's lips very lightly.

Just like kissing the newborn petals, I'm afraid I won't be damaged if I try harder.

Obviously it was a wedding night, but there was a feeling of being in the mood for the first time when I was young.

Rejoicing, breathing slightly.

Long Ji opened his eyes and muttered: "It's really like a dream."

He took off his veil with a pious expression, and reached out to stroke Thin Ju's hair side and cheeks.

"Kiss again...?"

"……Ok."

The second kiss, soft and long, is as pure and delicate as the first love.

Bo Jue already felt that he could not blush, and he had to finish the ceremony with his lover.

"Give a glass of wine...not yet."

When Long Jia heard these three words, the smile on Jun's face rose again.

He took the sandalwood tray from the bedside table and put them on their laps, his heart beating as fast as he was breathing.

"Grandpa told me to take a sip first, and then give the daughter-in-law a sip." He picked up the white jade cup and placed it in the thin palm like a high school student's love letter. child……"

Bo Jue responded gently.

Long Ji rarely saw him in such a gentle and obedient manner. Instead, he felt that he was spoiled again, and at the same time he was showing fireworks in his heart, and he couldn't help but gather to kiss his face.

"really love you."

This is the first time in life that I have a cup with my lover and drink, but because of the rusty movements, there is a feeling of being a child.

Both of them are now in the age of three, and they really hold the wine glass with their arms folded, feeling as if they were still wandering around the age of seventeen when they were young.

Bo Jue lowered his head and drank a small cup in his hand.

When I looked up again, I just saw Long Ji looking at him again.

"Xiao Ju, kiss me again." The man whispered: "You are so close to me... I can't stand it."

Bo Juyang leaned over with a smile, and kissed him deeply in the same second he was clenched.

The rich and fragrant wine lingers between their lips and teeth, and embraces the warmth until it seems to melt each other.

It seems that to do nothing tonight, even if you just hug each other for a while, there will be no regrets in life.

Long Ji has always been meticulous in his work, and can't bear Bo Jiu to work too hard for too long.

They have all been idols before, and have seen countless hair colors and countless makeup.

Abstinence, wandering, Yinglang, beautiful.

At that time, Bo Jue was accustomed to let Long Ji help, the two often removed each other's eye shadow and lip gloss, waited for all kinds of tedious work, and then fell on the sofa with a mask and chatted together.

But even if it is plain, he still feels that the other party looks good.

It looks better than anyone.

Bo Jue sat in front of the mirror, poured another half a glass of wine, and took a sip.

In fact, he was a little drunk at the wedding banquet, but he also remembered Long Ji in his heart, and was reluctant to get too drunk.

"Do you remember, the day we broke up."

The man paused slightly, dumbfounded: "Don't want to remember, forget it, okay?"

Bo Jue stroked his hand on his shoulder with one hand, and his voice was low: "I later regretted it many times."

"I'm still afraid many times."

"I'm afraid you really don't want me anymore. I'm really hurt. I won't look back at me again."

Long Li helped his hair with his eyes red, and he was careful when picking gold ornaments, for fear of hurting him.

"Why?" He couldn't help but explain to himself: "Don't you believe me."

"I don't believe in myself." Bo Jue lost his smile and said: "I had an appointment with you, and you have to go along with everything."

"Later, you kissed me under an umbrella, and I was afraid of being a ghost."

"Long Ji, I have regretted many times. Later, when you come to me again, I dare not tell you these words."

"I'm afraid that after we have a gap, we will continue to deepen our suspicion and get farther and farther away from each other."

"I'm afraid you went to the business world and met more suitable people, and then found that those were all wrong before..."

Long Ji kissed his forehead lightly and leaned over to hug him tightly.

"It's all married, I'm not afraid of Xiao Ju, I don't have to worry about anything."

Bo Jue came up drunk at this moment, whimpering, and continued to admit his mistake.

"I used to treat you badly."

"How come," Long Ji helped him untie his knot, and kissed him gently when he said a sentence: "You haven't said anything seriously, it's all bluff."

Bo Jue fell into this mood for a moment, and looked sideways at his eyes, saddened: "When you said I was in my early twenties, I smiled more at you, and it would be better if you were less aggressive."

"I liked you so much at that time. I liked watching you at every concert. At that time, I didn't dare to say anything, I was afraid of anything."

"Do you know how dazzling you were at that time."

"My mobile desktop has always been you, and the chat background has always been you. Every day I hear you knocking on the door to wake me up. I just want to hear you call my name, and I will open the door again ."

"Long Ji, I was willing to say that I liked you at that time, I was afraid that we all made too many mistakes, and even affected everyone in the group—"

"How can we break up."

The youth was stunned and the blood burned for a while.

Bo Jue was already drunk, letting his long hair fall and stand up, his footwork was unstable, and he took Long Ji and fell on the wedding bed.

"Long Ji..." He whispered his name and used the slender knuckles of the piano to untie his button.

"I like you, I like you..." He murmured many times, as if he wanted to return all the debts he owed him.

The black swan in his heart came out.

It is the old wound of the deposit, it is the love of deep marks.

Bo Jue lay on his body, bowed his head to kiss the neck of the black swan, kissed his heart, and tears fell down.

Intoxication makes it easier to release the suppressed emotions in the bottom of my heart, just like pulling out the embolism of the wine bottle and letting everything pour out.

But the way he cried was so beautiful.

Long eyelashes are covered with tears, and Junmei's face is fragile and tender at the moment, and anyone who sees it will fall.

"When I got a tattoo that day...it must have hurt."

Bo Ju kissed the swan in a panicked and distressed mood, and then looked at Long Ji's expression at the moment, lying on his chest and chanting his name.

"Dragonfly, Dragonfly..."

The man couldn't breathe and said softly: "You are drunk, I will take you to take a bath, OK?"

Bo Jue shook his head and pressed his cheek to his heart. He asked him dreamily: "Jiaji, would this be better? Do you still feel pain?"

Long Ji sat up with him and stroked his long hair, saying: "It doesn't hurt anymore, Xiaoju."

"It won't hurt in the future."

"We are married, you don't have to worry about anything, I've been there, and I won't go anywhere."

He knew he was drunk, holding his slender hand coercively and showing him their wedding ring.

The two rings reflect each other with their names inscribed.

"The key is here."

"No matter how far apart we are in the future, no matter if I fall asleep or awake."

"If you kiss it, I will miss you."