Xingtie: After my death, Liuying will understand love

At night.

Goethe Hotel.

"Hey, did you see An Ming today?" Sanyueqi cut a small corner of the strawberry cake with a fork and put it into his mouth, his pink and blue eyes looking at the scenery outside the window.

"I don't know, he must have found some corner to kiss the firefly."

Xing shrugged, indicating that he didn't care, and took out three bottles of Brave the World from the refrigerator.

"How can this be?" Sanyueqi bit the silver fork, puffed his lips and was a little dissatisfied, "It was a good celebration party, An Ming went on a date, Dan Heng went to bed early, and only the three of us were left."

"Excuse me, at this moment of our chat, it should have been the step after the long lip parting."

Qingque sipped the cake, raised the high-heeled glass filled with fruit wine and shook it slightly, "Want a toast?"

"The step after the long lip parting? After...?!" Sanyueqi's cheeks turned red with the naked eye, and his brain was overloaded like a steam girl, emitting bursts of white smoke.

Xing tilted her head in confusion, "What are you talking about? What happened after they parted their lips for a long time?" She really didn't know. There was nothing else that lovers could do except kissing.

Could it be that An Ming was refined by Liuying in an instant? That was indeed extraordinary. An Ming, who refined the power of Liuying Sam, would probably touch her Xingzun's strength.

Looking at Xing's pure eyes, Sanyueqi turned away with a blushing face and whispered, "This girl is not responsible for teaching physiology."

"Stingy, I'll ask my mom," Xing pouted, and after picking up the phone, she found that there was no contact information for Kafka.

Anxious!

Xing almost hid in the corner and cried. It turned out that she was not a child loved by her mother, and she still didn't have her mother's contact information.

Isn't her nickname proactive enough!

What did Kafka's dog do to you!

"Don't talk about this," Qingque took out a big box from under the table and put it on the table, "Why not have a thrilling game of Diyuan Qiongyu!"

March 7: "..."

Xing: "Fun, love to play!"

Room 601 at this time.

Liuying stretched out her left hand towards the small table lamp on the table, looking at the dream kiss on her ring finger, the smile on the corner of her lips could not be stopped, and she adjusted the angle back and forth towards the light.

"If Yingbao likes it, I will go back to the family to pack eight for you, and let the baby have a ring on each finger."

"Puff."

Liuying smiled, "The important thing about the ring is not the number, but the thought in it."

Gramer's past and Yalilu's present, she received An Ming's loving ring.

The wooden table was against the window with white curtains, the bright moonlight fell on the table, and the lively voices outside the window could be heard.

An Ming felt that everything was so dreamy, and it was great to meet Liuying again.

"Open your mouth~"

Liu Ying scooped up a piece of cake with a small spoon and brought it to An Ming's mouth, with a sweet smile in her eyes.

For her, the time she spent with An Ming was always short, which is why she cherished every minute and every second.

Just like that, they leaned against the window, tasted the cake together, and listened to the sound of the wind.

"Yingbao, cheers."

An Ming raised the red wine glass, and through the slightly shaking wine, he seemed to see the tenderness of Liu Ying hidden in every corner.

"Cheers," Liu Ying smiled and clinked glasses with An Ming in the air. The sweet wine fell into her stomach like nectar along her throat. Obviously, in her impression, red wine is a very bitter thing.

Bitter enough to make her cry every time she drank it.

But this time, why is it so sweet?

Liu Ying turned her head and looked at herself reflected in the window. The girl's cheeks were flushed, and there seemed to be stars shining in her eyes.

Obviously, she didn't get drunk so easily before, why is she a little dizzy now with just one sip?

She thought, this is happiness.

Liuying doesn't want a big house or a fast car, she just wants to have her beloved by her side and spend every ordinary day.

A happy daily life is a miracle that she would not trade for anything.

Under the moon, Anming and Liuying seemed to have returned to the midsummer in Gramer, eating cake every night and sharing everything about themselves.

"Anming, I'm leaving tomorrow."

"I know... but one day we will meet again."

"Parting is for the next reunion," Liuying is no longer afraid of separation, just because this time it is not a matter of life and death, "I'm waiting for you to marry me."

One day, they will hold a grand wedding on a lawn in midsummer, and then she will become Anming's wife...

The fireflies wandering in the universe will also find the most important people in their lives.

The wandering heart will eventually find a harbor to dock.

The fireflies used to be able to chase in the vast universe.Looking for An Ming's back, she actually knew that it was just self-deception and self-paralysis.

What she was chasing was a miracle that could never come true. The so-called An Ming was just an illusion called a lie.

Her boyhood stayed in that eternal midsummer night.

That summer that would never end.

That summer... that only existed in memories.

Under the bright moonlight, Liuying reached out to turn off the light of the desk lamp, and the room suddenly became dark, with only the hazy moonlight falling on the girl's silver-gray hair.

An Ming could hear the subtle sound of the wind blowing through the window screen, and Liuying's breathing.

In the moonlight, she could still see the gentle smile on Liuying's lips. At this moment, she had been waiting for a long time and had been prepared for it.

No need to hesitate, just... still a little shy.

A faint blush appeared on Liuying's delicate cheeks, but the beautiful eyes reflecting the moonlight were extremely firm. The black shawl with gold edges gently fell to the floor, followed by a blue skirt.

The beautiful arc like the gift of the Creator was perfectly displayed in the moonlight. Liuying walked to An Ming step by step, gently unbuttoned his clothes with both hands, and placed them in front of his chest.

Her palms felt the violent heartbeat, and a happy smile rose at the corners of her lips.

"An Ming."

"Let me show you everything."

Liuying gently kissed An Ming's lips, put her hands in front of the beating heartbeat, and her eyes like the rosy clouds were only filled with love at this moment.

From An Ming's pupils, Liuying saw her former self.

The firefly that once did not understand love can now emit warm light to illuminate something.

This is Liuying's decision and her choice.

Now she has the power to choose.

"I love you."

"I love you too, Yingbao."

At this moment, what Liuying is chasing is no longer an illusion, but real love.

She doesn't dream, so now...

is the reality of happiness.