It's new year's day. It's a little cold, but the palm of the emperor's hand is sweating.

She was looking forward to it, but she was also nervous.

She reaches out her hand and wipes the tears in the corner of her eyes, so that she can see Han Yichu clearly.

But tears still came out.

She didn't want to talk to him, but he always said these words that made her nervous and tormented her.

How can we love less, how can we forget his kindness to her, and let her be cruel!

Han Yichu looks at Huang Qingwu and cries like a little girl. He sighs helplessly.

Just like the queen, now she is a little girl.

He can only sigh, reaching out to help the emperor Qing dance wipe tears, "don't cry."

"Well, I won't cry, you go on."

Huang Qing dance is almost looking forward to Han Yichu, waiting for him to say the next words.

Although what he said in front of her really upset her.

What stranger, what he had a girlfriend at that time, what he didn't know.

These words made her feel bad.

But she can not care about the front words, as long as it is the back words.

Han Yichu looked at Huang Qingwu's expectant eyes, and he was more and more sure.

Han Yichu continued: "just now, on the way back from my car, I heard the sound of firecrackers outside. It's clearly a festival atmosphere, but what I can't help thinking about in my mind is the sound of shooting bullets..."

Hearing this, Huang Qing's breathing slowed down and the atmosphere didn't dare to go out.

She was excited, nervous and nervous.

Her beautiful eyes were wide open.

As everyone knows, she is very beautiful and lovely.

Let Han Yichu can't help but reach out and caress her cheek, as if this is the most natural action, as if he has done countless times. "Leaning dance, too much influence flashed in my mind. I can't catch it fast, but I may have hallucination. In the smoke filled fireworks, I run forward with you. I can feel that I'm protecting your mood. It's a feeling of treating treasure..."

Hearing this, Huang Qingwu couldn't help crying, constantly crying.

It turns out that this is not her dream alone. It turns out that Zhuang Zhou's dream of butterfly is true, and he also remembers it.

It turned out that he was really the person she was looking for. There was no mistake, there was no mistake.

The love he gave, the care he gave, was real, and she no longer doubted, no longer doubted.

Huangqing dance is full of tears of joy.

She wanted to cry out a lot of emotions.

But Han Yichu couldn't bear to see her cry, "Qingwu, I'm thinking, if it's all true, you are a treasure to me, then I hurt you. You should blame me and hate me. I'm here to make sure it's true or false. I'm thinking, is this my illusion? is that true? Or the past and the present?

The scene is very short, but the feeling, the emotion, I feel very real, but I want to think again, my mind is blank, nothing.

I have doubts, I have doubts, I instinctively wanted to find you

After I saw you, I found that the feeling of finding is so clear.

Until this time, I see your expression, see you cry so, I think I don't need answers, because those are not important, let's start over, OK? Give me time, true or false, let's live a good life. "

Han Yichu looked at Huang Qing's dance and cried, but he didn't speak. He said, "don't you still say you want to sleep with me?"