After the death of the villain

With a ruthless blow, he broke free from the kite string in his hand.

The kite gradually became a point with the increasing wind.

"Hongyu, look at Hongyu, he flew away."

Xie Xiangying waved the reel in his hand and took a few steps back, turned around and crashed into Ling Lang's arms.

"His Majesty."

Xie Xiangying looked up at Ling Lang, his eyes gradually regained clarity.

He just called "Your Majesty".Ling Lang didn't speak, but held Xie Xiangying's cold hand that was cut red by the kite string, and breathed lightly.

"Does it hurt?" Ling Lang asked him.

Xie Xiangying was slightly startled, he looked at the person in front of him, and didn't speak for a long time.

"Today is the Lantern Festival, I will take you down the mountain."

"real."

"I said it, you are not joking."

"it is good……"

For some reason, he was clearly looking forward to this day, but when this day really came, he couldn't get excited.

Hongyu brought over the snow-white thick cloak, and Ling Lang put it on for Xie Xiangying himself.

Xie Xiangying lowered his eyes, feeling a little flustered.

"Shouldn't you be happy to go down the mountain? Why are you so absent-minded today?" Ling Lang reminded.

Xie Xiangying came back to his senses, nodded and said: "I was so happy at the moment, I lost my mind."

He said so, but there was no smile in his eyes.

Ling Lang's hand froze for arranging Xie Xiangying's clothes.

Is this person finally unable to pretend anymore?

"The carriage is under the stone steps, I will take you there."

"it is good."

Xie Xiangying nodded and took Ling Lang's hand.

The two went to Taiping Street in a carriage.

Ling Lang's gaze was always on Xie Xiangying's. This person really can't lie, and now he won't even pretend to coax him.

The carriage traveled slowly, and it took a full hour to reach Taiping Street.

It was just dusk, and there was steam from cooking food all around.

Ling Lang got out of the carriage first, and then carried the noble man down.Xie Xiangying suddenly remembered that in the past, as long as he rode a horse with Ling Lang, this person would always reach out to pick him off the horse.

The man landed firmly on the ground. He looked up at Taiping Street where the lanterns had been hung up early, feeling a little dazed for a moment.

I haven't been here for only three years, and there are many more shops on the street, but standing on the street, I can smell a lot of dim sum and mutton in my breath.

"I'll come after passing the float, and I'll take you to see the lantern first."

After Ling Lang finished speaking, he took Xie Xiangying's hand and walked into the alley.

Ling Lang was wearing a black uniform, the ponytail tied behind his head swayed with the people, and the silver bell on his hairband rang softly.Such a youthful attitude seems to bring both of them back to the Lantern Festival that was full of lights three years ago.

The thin snow on the road was stamped out.

Xie Xiang looked back at the footprints of the two, and suddenly felt that running away on a snowy night is also a kind of romance.

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