69novels Chapter 151
Chapter 151
Candlelight flickering.
The boy's clean and clear amber eyes were full of mist, and there were crystal teardrops on his eyelashes, like a fairy who had fallen into the mortal world and seduced people.
Even if it is blotted dry.
There are also countless people who are willing to go forward.
The pleasant sound of collision is like a jade bead falling into a plate.
The boy's voice was soft and crying.
Forced to repeat over and over again the words that Daylight had taught him.
Crying red eyes.
Silenced.
But there is no pity.
......
Mo Guishi held the boy's hand, stood on the high wall, under his feet was a lively street market, flower boats paraded the street, and at the highest point you can easily see the most lively place in the whole of Shangjing.
The old man was carrying hot molten iron and swung it vigorously into the air.
The molten iron exploded in mid-air, with a golden-red light, like a falling star, with a fleeting beauty, short and ungrasping, but yearning.
The sound of a whoop streaked through the air.
Spots of light rose into the air and then exploded.
A little bit of starlight fell, and before it fell, it bloomed again, and countless tiny golden rays were like scattered dandelions.
The starlight in the sky exploded.
Cracking sound.
In front of the stall that demolished the lantern mystery, there were layers of crowds surrounding each other.
There are also men who perform big stones in their chests and sell art to breathe fire.
The streets are bustling with people.
Above the high walls, it is cold and deserted.
Fireworks exploded under the young man's eyes, and his amber eyes were full of joy and yearning.
Mo Guishi has been looking at the teenager intently, he wants to hold everything the best in this world in front of the teenager, just to win the boy's smile.
The two people on the city wall are incompatible with the bustle of the busy city, as if they are isolated.
Under the moonlight, Mo's silver hair flowed with moonlight, and his silver eyes were cold and gentle, hiding loneliness.
As if sensing Mo's low mood, the boy put his arm around the man's waist and rubbed the other's neck with his soft and tender face.
"Linlin doesn't like to be lively."
"Lin Lin only wants to be with Brother Shi."
The boy's voice was soft.
Like a warm current gliding through his cold heart, the world misunderstood him and avoided him, only the little one was full of him.
His silver-haired and silver eyes are too eye-catching to take the little guy to blend into the crowd and feel the lively atmosphere of the New Year.
I can only follow him to stand on this deserted city wall, watching the lights of ten thousand homes alone, the sparks falling in the sky, and his eyes are full of envy.
Long.
When Mo returned, he finally made a decision, he led the little one down the city wall, put on a black cloak, covered the silver hair, and covered his eyes with a hat.
The crowd was crowded, and the boy was held by Mo Gui to prevent him from being hit.
The cold fragrance came, inexplicably reassuring.
Unlike on a high wall, the noise of noise flooded into the ears in an instant, the shouts of vendors, the noise of children, the conversation of people coming and going, mixed with the sound of fireworks rising into the air and exploding.
The slender white fingertips held a small sugar man in the shape of a dragon, and the cold sugar man was crunchy, sweet and silky, and had some sticky teeth.
The boy cherished one bite at a time.
This was given to him by Lord Kami.
Every gift that the god-sama gave him, he treasured well.
Mo's silver eyes were full of tenderness, and he saw the excitement and curiosity under the young man's eyes, holding his hand and running around.
The ancient tree is tied with red silk, and the name of the person in love is written on it, which means that they carry a white head for a long time.
Before Mo Guishi met the young man, he never believed in the gods and Buddhas, he only believed that fate was in his own hands, rather than pinning on an ethereal fate.
He and the boy will be together for eternity and eternity.
In every life, the boy will find him.
He was sorry that only the teenager had this long and lonely memory, watching him die again and again, and then looking for his reincarnation.
He was distressed.
He would rather bear this loneliness himself.
Therefore, he prayed to the merciful gods to let his youth suffer less, and all the suffering would be borne by him, so that the two would meet early.
If there is a next life, let him go to the teenager.
Instead of teenagers looking for him again and again in the crowd.
The joy in the eyes of the young man is the joy of losing again and again, and regaining it, cherishing every day with himself, not willing to be angry, and always softly meeting all his requirements.
When Mo returned, he lit Kong Ming's lantern.
I don't know when the fireworks stopped.
The Kongming lanterns in the sky rose into the sky, carrying one wish after another and looking forward to the beautiful new year.
Those beautiful amber eyes, full of him, eternal trust and dependence.
They will never be separated.