Yang Jian held a handful of roses in his hand, and before leaving, he gave the little girl a considerable tip.

"What should I say when I see Celia later?" Yang Jian was as shy as if he was on his first date.

He had already chosen various ways of expressing his feelings in his mind, including warmth, romantic and sweet, and even overlords.

Hehe, the most important thing is to make the beauty happy and moved. Yang Jian thought happily, and then gently pushed open the door.

This is a small hotel, simple, neat and simple enough to be simple.

On the counter, there was a pot of white lilies, emitting a faint fragrance.

The owner must be a person who knows how to appreciate life.

"Ceria?" Yang Jian called softly in the living room.

The sound echoed in the living room, but no one responded.

Yang Jian walked around anxiously, and the heroine was reluctant to appear, and he didn't know what to do.

Finally, he made up his mind and walked to the door of the room.

"Ceria, I must find you," he murmured, and then he pushed open the door.

The door creaked open, and Yang Jian looked carefully and saw that the room was empty and there was no one.

On a small round table, there is an old record player.

Yang Jian was stunned and finally realized that all this was just his own fantasy. How could Ceria be here?

Sighing, he walked to the record machine, turned on the record machine dejectedly, and then sat on the floor.

A hoarse reading sound followed by not the coquettish baritone, but the female voice that was like a gurgling flowing water.

Yang Jian raised his ears and tried hard to hear every word clearly.

"If it lasts forever,"

“The sun and the moon change,”

"Can you still hear you,"

"Tell me your favorite story,"

"I think my life will be away from sadness."

"Now,"

“If there is still a chance,”

"What do you want to say to me?"

This warm voice came to an abrupt end.

Yang Jian stared at the record machine without saying a word, then he closed his eyes gently and spoke slowly.

"I, Yang Jian, have different feelings in this life, I am a big radish with a fickle heart," he paused.

"But I have sincere feelings for the person I love," Yang Jian's eyes were dull.

"No matter what the situation is, life and death depend on each other, and this life will never be disappointed." A trace of determination flashed in his eyes.

"If you can renew your relationship with you in this life," his voice trembled.

"Since you are caring for me, I will accompany you to feed your horses and chop firewood, travel around the world, and share the prosperity of the world." His voice calmed down.

"If you want to give me a deadline to love you," at this moment, his face was solemn and solemn.

"The mountain has no edges",

"Heaven and Earth"

"I dare to break up with you."

After saying this, he let out a long breath, as if all the words accumulated in his chest were poured out.

Then, he opened his eyes and found that the miracle had not happened and the room was still empty.

Suddenly, he saw a letter on the table.

He hurriedly opened it and found the beautiful lines of handwriting on it:

Guardian Knight Yang Jian,

To prove your loyalty to me,

I want you to do something for me,

Use the evil dragon Spitz,

Ice Dragon Skasa,

The Crystal of the Crazy Dragon Hess,

Make a necklace for me,

As a token of our love.

Ceria will wait for you until the end of time.

Seeing this, Yang Jian clenched his fists and silently put the envelope in his arms.

Looking at the particularly dazzling night sky tonight, he murmured:
Chapter completed!