"In the end, the cattle herder and the fairy can only meet on the magpie bridge on the seventh day of the seventh month of the seventh month, every year."

When Ning Feng talked about his emotional place, he couldn't help but sang with a beat:

——Fragrant clouds make tricks, flying stars spread hatred, and the silver man is far away from each other. Once the golden wind and jade dew meet, it will be better than countless people in the world.

——Tenderness is like water, good time is like a dream, I will be patient and look at the road back to the magpie bridge. If the love lasts for a long time, how can it last day and night?

The night is quiet, and only the singing of the wind is echoing in the world.

Once, twice...

At the beginning, he was the only one, and then a woman responded in a low voice.

Shu Bailing also wanted to speak out. He only saw the beauty of his words and sentences in his life, but when he thought of the consequences, he could only sigh and rot this thought in his stomach.

On Xingyue Ye, looking at the backs of the two people in front of him, he suddenly felt drunk, intoxicated.

"As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, it will be better than countless people in the world... If the love between the two is long, how can they be together day and night..."

“So beautiful ~”

Chen Xi whispered in a low voice, his beautiful face full of envy and emotion.

"You think it's good, so call it: Qixi Festival."

Ning Feng reached out and pointed a golden bracelet, looked at Chen Xiwei's eyes and said.

The word "华" is rooted in the Forget River. "华" is the meaning of reunion. Even if the heavens and man are separated forever, they must also step on the road to the sky and meet each other between stars and the Han.

Is it to forget or to meet again?!

"Well..."

Chen Xiwei's eyes were full of smiles, she tilted her head and replied with three words: "It depends on the mood!"

“Uh~”

Ning Feng was so amused that he felt like he had a punch hitting the cotton.

"Xi Wei, please think about it again, is it Wangchuan or the Chinese Valentine's Day?"

"I said it depends on my mood!"

“…”

Talk and laugh, getting closer to the previous bonfire...

ps: On the Qixi Festival, the Dongliu is still writing in the middle of the night. I wish you a happy Qixi Festival and hope that lovers will eventually get married.

Even if there is dissonance and you have to separate, I hope it is not the "forgetfulness" of "Forgetfulness" in "Forgetfulness", but the "meeting" in "Qixi Festival".

Finally, in view of the fact that the Chinese Valentine's Day is still lonely, what about everyone's monthly tickets? Hand over them. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!