作者: Bitter Days 機械翻訳
Liang Yunsheng felt her face turn hot.
2"Of course... you."
2The sentence was really the same thing in her mind. Saying it out loud was really the same thing. It was full of shame...
2"That's enough." Yin Qianchen reached out his hand. His middle and index finger touched her face gently. "Don't forget that I'm the only person you can watch from the beginning to the end."
2"Isn't that too much of a request?" Liang Yunsheng's gaze fell on Yin Qianchen, and she couldn't help but chuckle. "You clearly have so many things that I can't see through, but you insist that I can only look at you. Isn't that a very unfair thing?"
2"I'm sorry." Yin Qianchen moved his face closer and kissed the spot where his finger had just touched. "Is there really true fairness in this world?"
2"If there is, there probably won't be any interaction between you and me." Liang Yunsheng pursed her lips and smiled bitterly.
2If there was such a thing as fairness, then she and Liang Yiyi should return to their original positions.
2"Now, the engagement ceremony begins."
2Since there were no guests, there was no need for the master of ceremonies.
In the whole venue, there was only a pure white bride and a tall and handsome groom.
2That's right, why did they need to be surrounded by those people?
2Liang Yunsheng slowly closed her eyes, and Yin Qianchen gently kissed her lips. He said lightly, "I remember someone telling me that a kiss doesn't have to be that hard."
2Hearing his words, Liang Yunsheng's face was completely familiar. Of course, she couldn't forget that they were...
2Her words!
2She quickly changed the atmosphere. Oh right, that thing!
"I said I would give this to you before. I don't know if it's a surprise enough, but it can be considered a special gift." Liang Yunsheng lifted her skirt She slowly walked to the edge of the venue and switched off a few of the brighter lights.
2"Look up!"
2Yin Qianchen raised his head to see a stunning picture forming on the ceiling.
2The blue sky. Mixed with some fluorescent components of the pigment, not like the painting. It was more eye-catching.
2And the key to the painting was that it was the blue sky that Liang Yunsheng personally copied.
2But most of all...
2About the painting...
2Yin Qianchen paused, fingers tightly clenched, fingertips embedded in the palm. This slight pain.
2But...
2Why did it hurt so much?
2"You've seen... this painting."
2Yin Qianchen's voice was a little hoarse. His eyes fell on Liang Yunsheng's body, as if he was two people in general.
2"Yin... Yin Qianchen." Liang Yunsheng's body paused.
2She didn't know why her mind let her think of before in the old house, that terrible Yin Qianchen.
2What's the secret to the painting?
2She wanted to know Yin Qianchen's everything. His ideas, his past. Everything.
2This was a desire to control love. She naturally cared about it.
2"You want to know about this painting?" Yin Qianchen suddenly relaxed, as if he had seen through Liang Yunsheng's intentions. "The artist of this painting is me."
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