"Louis XIV finished picking today. He went back to the garden and looked at it. The rose garden is yours!"
The message flashed through my mind.
Gu Xiaoran looked at the rose garden in front of him. He felt the pain of tearing his heart, but he couldn't even shed tears.
No!
Zhuo ran said, he is very lucky.
It can't be gone.
The news must be false.
Or he didn't get on the plane at all.
Gu Xiaoran turns on the mobile tracking system.
No response.
Besides getting on the plane, he won't turn off the exclusive signal with her.
Louis XIV had finished picking and had not yet taken away. A large cart of purple roses were neatly placed on the roadside, emitting secret colors in the night.
Gu Xiaoran came forward, picked up the spade, took a handful of purple roses, and went to the stand.
Drop the purple rose and start digging.
Footsteps came from behind.
Gu Xiaoran looked back.
See small Pian a body wine spirit, stumble to walk, also don't know to drink how much wine.
Walking into the rose garden, I stumbled over the flower branches and fell down directly. I was wrapped in the flower mud and was in a mess.
Gu Xiaoran subconsciously to help her, Xiao Pian has to climb up and sit up, eyes blurred, a face as white as a dead man.
From the ground, Xiao Pian looked at Gu Xiaoran, at the pit Gu Xiaoran had dug, and then at the purple rose on one side. When he saw that suit of clothes, he did not look away. He was stunned.
It seems to be painless, but Gu Xiaoran feels that Xiao Pian is like a candle in the wind and may fall down at any time.
Gu Xiaoran's eyes are slightly astringent. She is always worried about Xiao Pian, but at this moment, those worries are gone.
Stop looking at her and go back to digging.
Xiao Pian didn't move. He just watched quietly. After a while, he took out a wine bottle and sat there drinking slowly.
Gu Xiaoran sees from the corner of his eyes that his heart is aching. If Mo Qing dies, it's not just her that can't bear it. I'm afraid Xiao pian will also collapse.
Digging a good pit, holding a purple rose, staring at digging a good pit, but can't let go.
Although it was just a handful of roses, she felt that she and Moqing would never see each other again.
Since he came, Xiao Pian, who had never made a sound, looked up and said, "why not bury it?"
Gu Xiaoran said lightly, "you can't see after you're buried."
"If you don't bury it, you can't see it," said Xiao pian
Gu Xiaoran's lips trembled. If Mo Qing was gone, she would never see him again.
The wind in the rose garden at night was not cold, but Gu Xiaoran felt a chill in his heart, getting colder and colder. Later, he wrapped his whole heart tightly and formed ice. When he breathed and inhaled, it was bitterly cold.
"He's not dead..."
Before so many dangerous tasks did not kill him, how could he die so easily?
Zhuo ran also said that his life is great.
"Not dead?" Xiao Pian drank the wine silently, and drew out a sneer from the corner of his mouth.
Only in love with you.
She wanted to bury her heart forever, maybe, to let him know.
If not, what would she do to bury him?
Gu Xiaoran was silent. They stood and sat down. They were quiet. They didn't say anything again. They were dull.
Another sound of footwork came, and Gu Xiaoran turned back.
It was Cheng peini who came with some candles. Gu Xiaoran's eyes were cold. She still had a face.
When Cheng peini sees Gu Xiaoran, she looks stiff.
Xiao Pian looked up at Cheng peini and said, "go away."
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