Chapter Fifty-two Memories
The first reaction of Ye Liu's gangster was: "It's really soft!"
The second reaction of Ye Liu is "I knew it, I should have taken action earlier, what's the point of hesitating?"
The third reaction of Ye Liu's gang was to die in pain.
Jiang Nian was really brain-dead at that moment, she never thought Ye Qi would be a person with a new idea every second, and when his face zoomed in, she didn't even know what to do.
That moment
A scene from a bygone era suddenly flashed before her eyes. The sight of dandelions dancing in the air centuries ago seemed to whizz past her eyes, stirring up a vast echo.
Soft white dandelions seem to be flying everywhere, overlapping with memories of youth and recklessness. In Jiang Nian's eyes, Ye Qi's face, covered in blood, is reflected, as if returning to many years ago.
Those memories are like a light and shadow show, in the beautiful rape field, two people chasing and playing, the woman picked up a beautiful rape flower and took it to the man's face not far away: "Bai Hei Mo Si, don't sit there, look, yellow and bright, how beautiful."
The man sat on a wicker chair made of flower vines, absent-mindedly picked up a glass of mint water from the small table beside him. The cup was transparent and double-layered, with beautiful seashells embedded between the layers. He took a light sip and handed it to the woman. As he passed it over, he carefully turned the cup around so that the woman could drink from the same position as he had just drunk from, while reminding her: "Feres, slow down, don't choke."
Ferris nodded and gulped down the water, which immediately spilled from the corners of her mouth. Her face turned bright red as she spat it out, then coughed nonstop.
Baiheimos was originally still sitting in the rattan chair, saw that she was choked and immediately got up, just touched Feires but saw a triumphant smile on her face: "Do you think I'm really so stupid?"
Her smile was radiant, dyed with the purest sunlight, casting a delicate shadow. He was suddenly enchanted, lowered his head and gently kissed her.
Time seemed to stretch on forever, the sunlight behind them, dandelions surrounding them persistently without falling, Bai Hei Mo closed his eyes, carefully savoring this lingering kiss. While Fei Re's dense and delicate kisses sprinkled across his face, his gaze was not even slightly intoxicated, instead looking at the oilseed rape field behind him.
It took a long time for Beheimos to slowly let go of Feres, Feres withdrew his gaze from the rape field, smiled shyly, and lowered his head.
From this angle, what Behemoth could see most clearly was Frey's astonishingly delicate eyelashes and the bare snowy feet below. She rarely wore shoes, getting them dirty then running to Mirror Lake to wash, before running back to continue treading.
How can there be such a flawless person in this world? Perfect as if it were the work of God, delicate like an ink painting that will never fade.
Loving someone, is it loving this person? Or first falling in love with that perfect appearance?
Bai He Mo looked at the woman in front of him, each facial feature seemed to be carved out, perfectly symmetrical and delicate, yet without a single distinctive characteristic. Every time he saw her, he could recognize her at first glance, but when he left her, he couldn't remember this extraordinary face at all, and could only think about it repeatedly in his heart, so that such a person was forever engraved in his heart.
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Jiang Nian kicked Ye Qihen with one foot, and his eyes changed unpredictably. Ye Qihen was just about to get excited when he was kicked away, feeling a bit annoyed, and looked up at Jiang Nian who was about to say something but was distracted by her bright red lips.
Jiang Nian looked at him, remaining silent for a long time, then his entire body began to tremble: "You're not Ye Qiheng... You're not."
Ye Qihen's pupils constricted dangerously: "What did you remember?"
If it's what I want, I'll protect you more. If it's not what I want, I'll clear it away again.
