"Ali, do you know how much persistence and courage it takes to like someone for ten years?"

    Ji Tianming looks at the man who is still indifferent, pauses a little, and continues,

    "What''s more, Miaomiao is still a girl, but she never gives up, no matter how cold you treat her.

    And you enjoy the wonderful ten years of love.

    Mo Li, you are my brother and the man I admire, but---

    This time, we can''t understand your wonderful way of doing things, and we can''t even understand it---

    forgive.

    Or, Ali, can you forgive yourself? "

    Forgive himself, ha ha, this life will not, will not

    Ink from the rigid back, a light shake.

    Ji Tianming''s deep eyes are as obscure as deep. A dark light of ink is fleeting,

    "If it were me, I would hold her hand tightly.

    Tell her I love her... "

    ……

    Tell her, love her?

    Mo Li smiles.

    Raised the eyelids looking at the ceiling, bit by bit closed tightly, hiding that layer of deep Zhuo ran.

    However, the fists hanging on both sides, white joints, in the cold dark room, more dazzling.

    When Ji Tianming saw that Mo Li was trembling slightly, his cold smoke eyes suddenly jumped and became more heavy!

    Cold charm of the body, suddenly stood up from the desk in front of the black leather seat.

    Ji Tianming''s more and more cold eyes fell on Mo Li''s sad and lonely face and asked harshly,

    "Ah Li, are you hiding something from us?"

    ……

    A sudden "Shua"---

    Mo Li opened his eyes indifferently and said to Ji Tianming''s eyes without any expression,

    "No

    Then, the wooden turn around, the body can not see a little temperature, straight toward the door of the room.

    Looking at Mo Li''s back, Ji Tianming''s face sinks deeper.

    ……

    Out of the room of the man, the whole person is like a lost soul like shell.

    On his wooden face, there is no sign of popularity, decadence, desolation, desolation

    Where is Mo Li, the supreme leader of dark fire!

    No one can see, that empty body, broken into foam heart, already a bloody piece.

    Because there is nothing we can do, we can''t let it go.

    Sorry, Miaomiao

    Empty eyes, suddenly like the coldest cold air in Siberia, filled with the whole originally indifferent and chaotic eyes.

    Instant---

    Floating up a layer of ice mist, and then the condensation of ice beads, mercilessly fell down, with the stiff steps of Mo Li, along the broken ground

    All of a sudden---

    The sound of "Wu", in the pocket of the chest of the coat, the mobile phone vibrated, awakened the man who was about to be attacked by cold and collapse.

    ……

    Provence, France.

    In front of the old castle, a purple romantic lavender.

    A sea of purple flowers---

    A touch of snow white Jiao Ying, skirt flying, with the breeze, purple flying.

    Become the most beautiful person, the most beautiful painting in the world

    "Henry, come on!"

    Ji Tianmiao is not far away from a man with an SLR who keeps taking pictures of her, waving and shouting.

    As if it were a fairy tale, Henry was dressed in a pure white suit.

    Flax hair, handsome and handsome, especially the pair of brown eyes that smile like spring breeze, is definitely the prince charming in the eyes of all girls.

    ……

    Henry yells at Ji Tianmiao,

    "Xiaomiaomiao, here I am."

    Then, toward that touch of flying running Jiao Ying chase.

    Although Henry is 1.85 meters tall, with long legs and two steps, he is still weak compared with the domineering princess who has been practicing in dark fire since childhood.

    "Xiaomiaomiao, slow down ~ ~"

    In the sea of flowers, Henry ran white and red.

    Ji Tianmiao''s "giggle" turns back and laughs at Henry, who doesn''t cover his mouth. He''s not in the same dimensional world as the elegant princess dress~~~

    But Henri immediately took the SLR in his hand with a "click"---

    I captured this moment and said softly with a smile,

    "Beautiful, my princess."

    Ji Tianmiao snorts dominantly, and his pink lips and teeth smile brightly,

    "Princess, allow you to worship my beauty for ten minutes ~"

    With that, Ji Tianmiao holds a skirt and sits in the purple petals, then the whole person lies down.

    ……

    In an instant, the faint fragrance of lavender, overflowing, is scattered in every inch of the body.

    Provence''s sunshine, also full of bloom in the little girl''s side, according to the beautiful flying face.

    Not far away, Henry also ran up, leaned on xiaomiaomiao''s side and lay down on his side, elegant and gentlemanly.

    Henry looked at the wonderful things around him, and the soft light in his brown eyes became more charming.

    From a long time ago, he hoped to see this beautiful and domineering little girl every day, just like now.

    ……

    With a click, Henry can''t help but pick up his camera and take a picture of a little girl enjoying with her eyes closed in the sea of flowers in the sun.

    Ji Tianmiao suddenly opened his eyes, flirting with the eyes of a man,

    "Henry, to be honest, how many photos have you taken of me?"

    Henry shook his camera and said with a smile,

    "It''s full of your photos ~"

    Ji Tianmiao gives a white look, then takes out his cell phone from his bag and says,

    "I want to take a selfie, too!"

    Said, Ji Tianmiao to his mobile phone, just like just, gently, closed his eyes.

    On the long eyelashes, the warm sunshine is beating gently, and the mouth is always full of domineering laughter. At this moment, it is quiet and slightly pursed, with a layer of water powder luster.

    A head of long hair, purple petals and stars scattered, just like the spirit of lavender.

    Under the sun, pink lips gently up, and then---

    With a click, the selfie is finished.

    Looking at the photos taken, Ji Tianmiao shakes his head and howls intoxicated,

    "Oh, my God, who is this!

    It''s like a fairy daughter from the sky. "

    One side, the prince quietly looked at the beloved Princess, unspeakable gentle romance.

    ……

    Ji Tianmiao stirred up his mobile phone for a while and sent a microblog.

    From that night in Bali to now, this is Ji Tianmiao''s first micro blog,

    "I''m in Provence. Do you miss me?"

    Next, attach the photo she just took.

    ……

    (babies, aojiaoxing''s mother is finally on the shelf! Thank you for your support. Rabbit loves you, memeda ~)