"Do you like jasmine very much?" Xiang Tianqing took the initiative to speak.

Yin Shaolong is silent for a moment, Molly?

Do you like it?

"I don't like it But there is always a period of time, every day, every second, looking forward to it can live Yin Shaolong also turned his head and fell on the jasmine.

In recent years, the flower has not died.

It was always a bare branch, which made his daily care seem like a joke.

He did not know how many times he thought it would not live again, but he still took good care of it as if he were possessed by a devil. It was not too important to say that his life was more important than his own.

Simply, now it has opened a flower bone, light white flowers, sending out bursts of quiet fragrance.

"It has been hurt." Xiang Tianqing spoke with determination.

"Well, I used to Destroy it... "

Xiang Tianqing slightly Zheng, looking at him lost his mind, but his eyes some drift away, do not know what recalled.

Yin Shaolong recalled that they had a quarrel in the hospital a few years ago. When he was angry, he destroyed her favorite flowers and plants, but in the end, he could not help regretting.

"People sometimes do things that they regret, right?"

Xiang Tianqing withdrew his eyes: "maybe, but if things have happened, we are doomed to bear the consequences."

Yin Shaolong was silent.

Consequences.

The most serious consequence he had to bear was to lose her - for so many years.

"So I've been trying to remedy it all the time, not every time. Is that right? "

Xiang Tianqing was stunned and couldn't help but whisper: "what are you trying to remedy?"

Yin Shaolong's body was stiff. He turned his head and looked at her eyes. He held the glass tightly. At last, he gave a slight smile and said in a soft voice: "nothing."

Xiang Tianqing withdrew his eyes, continued to look out of the window into the night sky and said slowly, "Yin Shaolong, we used to Do you know? "

Yin Shaolong's face turned white for a moment. His heart was tight and his eyes were filled with anxiety and fear. It was like a secret that had been hidden for many years and was suddenly discovered.

But Xiang Tianqing didn't notice his nervousness at the moment, and continued softly: "do you know? Sometimes I always have a feeling that we have known for a long time. It's wonderful and familiar. However, in my memory, I do not remember that we have met You say, this is what we call fate

The corner of Yin Shaolong's mouth slipped, and his throat seemed to be blocked. He didn't know how to open his mouth.

Fate?

If one day she knows the truth, will she still think that everything is a fate

It seems that he can't imagine that day. Yin Shaolong slowly lowered his eyes, covered his eyes with long eyelashes, and looked up at the red wine in his glass.

Xiang Tianqing chuckled and sipped.

"How did you get the wound on your wrist?"

Yin Shaolong opened his eyes again, and his eyes fell on his wrist. There was still the red rope he had asked for from the goddess. The marriage knot on it had faded a little.

He had gone to many places alone after he thought she was dead.

In front of the gate of an ancient temple in India, he met a goddess who was peddling a lot of strings tied with marriage ties. He bought a piece of string that could be used to measure the marriage relationship, which attracted many people.