On the day of Ning Qi's wedding, the three friends were the best man.

On the altar, Luo Zixin stood beside the newcomers, and saw the soft and clean light covering them, the black was solemn, and the white was pure.

Those two people used to stage restricted dramas in front of their friends, but today, they kissed so carefully and carefully, as if any more force would hurt each other.

After the kiss, they look at each other and smile, which is even more warm and sweet.

Luo Zixin looked at it and said that he had no envy at all, that was a lie.

Having met too many people and seen too many landscapes, he knows how rare it is to "love each other and stay together".

When the bride and groom completed their ceremony, they stepped out of the church and the clock rang, startling a flock of white pigeons outside the door, fluttering their wings and bringing gusts of wind.

In the wind, Ling Shang stood beside the carriage, with a neat dress and a handsome face, in his hand was a bunch of bouquets that came from nowhere, including perfumed lilies and yellow roses, and the ribbon fluttered in the wind.

Inexplicably exciting.

After Ning Qi left, before Luo Zixin recovered from staring at the carriage, something suddenly stuffed into his hand, he raised his eyes, it was a bouquet of flowers.

With a "click", Ling Shang smiled and put down the camera, "Okay, the task is completed."

"What are you doing?" Luo Zixin asked.

"Qi Yuan said to make a wedding album, the best man had to sacrifice his image to take the bouquet of flowers in the photo, An Chen's grinning mouth ruined the beauty, I had to use a sneak attack to preserve your 'beauty'."

Luo Zixin raised his eyebrows, "Thank you so much."

Someone cheekily laughed a few times, "You're welcome!"

Then he turned around and went to Qi Yuan to ask for credit, and the rest of the bouquet was still in Luo Zixin's hands.

The flowers were covered with dew, Luo Zixin lowered his head to smell the fragrance, and smiled quietly.

Suddenly there is a childlike childish joy.

-

After returning from Holland.

At night, he sat on the window sill, looking at the bright and bright moon.

The moon waxes and wanes, flowers bloom and wither, and everything has a deadline. If you don't hurry up, the desired ending will never come.

Luo Zixin suddenly admired Qi Fei a little.The latter can bring up enough courage and endurance to love, so their ending is happy.Although the two of them had regrets for the rest of their lives, this was a way for Ning Haiteng to truly improve.

Then, if I muster up a little courage again, will I be able to end happily?

-

On Friday, Luo Zixin found out from Jian Hong that Ling Shang was spending the weekend at a villa in the Bay Area.

There is a quiet environment and a private beach, which is a good place to confess.

After thinking about all the details, Luo Zixin laughed to himself.

The first time, it was a bit exaggerated.

-

Early on Saturday morning, he came to Ling Shang's villa, stopped for a while, picked up small stones and threw them at the window of his bedroom.

Before, they used to harass each other like this.

After Ling Shang appeared, he would smile innocently and ask the other party to open the door for him.

After a few pebbles, the window opens.

Luo Zixin's smile froze when he saw the person by the window.

He Xiutong was wearing a nightgown loosely, with disheveled hair.

The four eyes met, and within a few seconds, He Xiutong opened his eyes wide, hurriedly pinched the collar of his nightgown, and hurriedly disappeared from the window.

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