Chapter 1827： The short-term happiness stolen is enough for a long aftertaste

"I miss the carefree days before, I play flute, you dance.

You play the piano and I dance the sword.

The last time you danced for me at the Chinese Studies Association was my happiest day in the past two thousand years.

I really want you to dance with me again, but unfortunately you can't dance because you are pregnant now.

Junior sister, how about you play a piece for me, I dance the sword. "

In the past, they liked to go to the riverside the most, either he played the flute and she danced, or she played the piano and he practiced the sword.

I really miss it.

Xia Weibao was about to refuse, but seeing the eagerness in his eyes, thinking that he had been looking for her for two thousand years with a memory alone, and the words of refusal came to his lips, and suddenly couldn't say it.

She nodded, "Okay."

Only after agreeing to wake up suddenly, why did you agree?

Wanting to go back, but he has sent someone to get the piano.

Smile brightly, happy like a child.

Xia Weibao opened his mouth, forget it, isn't it just playing the piano once?

Soon, the violin was picked up, and it was a well-known violin.

Was placed in front of her.

Holding the sword, Long Xuanye stood on the grass in front, looking at her with a smile.

In the sun, the man wears white sportswear with a hearty smile,

Whose young man in white is full of spirits.

Holding a long sword pointing to the sky, heroic demeanor.

When looking at her with a hearty smile, Xia Weibao felt that her heart suddenly softened.

This situation is very inexplicable, it belongs to her, and it is not like hers.

Did she and Long Xuanye really fell in love in the past?

Otherwise, how could there be such a sudden emotion.

"Sister, let's start."

Long Xuanye's words interrupted Xia Weibao's thoughts.

She retracted her gaze and looked at the piano in front, with her plain white fingers, playing gently.

The sound of the piano is melodious, slowly flowing from the fingers.

Long Xuanye held the sword manually, and his body moved accordingly. He played a set of very simple swordsmanship, with just medium and soft strength, holding the sword flower in his arms, and stirring up a few weeds flying in the air.

He played very seriously, his eyes were gentle, and his expression was aftertaste.

She knew that he was thinking about the past again.

He seems to be living in memory all the time, never facing reality.

Long Xuanye was very handsome and had a very comfortable temperament. When he was not hostile, he was charming.

Especially wearing a white coat, like the son of Pianpianjia on Moshang, Ruyu Wushuang.

People are always hard to resist beautiful things, and Xia Weibao couldn't help but look a little dazed.

In front of him, he seemed to see a young man in white, dancing his sword wantonly.

Xianyi angry horse when he was young.

Next to him, an exquisite girl looked at her with a smile.

The atmosphere of the two is very harmonious. Even if no one talks, they can see a smile in each other's eyes if they look at each other innocently.

After the young man danced the sword, he received the sword on his back with the tip of the sword facing the sky and walked in front of her.

"Sister, how do I dance."

"Junior sister, junior sister?"

Xia Weibao returned to his senses, looking at Long Xuanye, who was already standing in front of her, with a confused expression.

What she just saw was their past?

The things Long Xuanye said are real!

"What's wrong with you? Are you uncomfortable?"

Seeing her look bad, Long Xuanye was very worried.

"Maybe tired, I want to go back and rest."

"Okay." Long Xuanye wanted to spend more time with her. Just now, he felt like they had gone back in time.

But he took her back, not wanting her to be too tired.

The scene just now was the time he stole, enough for him to remember for a long time.