Madam Dihao is not good

On the edge of the tender green leaves, the red blooms wantonly, beautifully extending between the veins of every fine detail of the petals.

Every time I see roses, I think of Mu Xicheng.

Mysterious and flirtatious, it fits his temperament very well.

I remembered that there was such a garden in front of the old castle they visited together.Surrounded by tall ancient trees and neat green lawns, white pigeons peck at the ground.

At 12 o'clock every night, the lights in the fountain pool are fully lit, and countless beautiful water sprays [

That night, they sat on the edge of the fountain.

At 12 o'clock, Chanel had just raised her head when the overwhelming water droplets hit her.

When she ran to escape, her clothes and hair were soaked through.

However, Mu Xicheng, who had already run away before the spray came out, stood not far away and smiled at her.

Chanel had no expression on her face, turned around and left.

He chased after her and took her arm: "Are you angry?"

"You knew that water would be sprayed at 12 o'clock...you hurt me!"

"I just want to make you happy."

"I'm very unhappy now." Chanel raised her face, "Why am I the only one who gets wet while you are fine."

"wait for me."

Mu Xicheng walked into the fountain pool.

Countless streams of water stirred, and his voice came out in a trance: "Xia Nai, I like you"

"Fool."

"I can't hear what you're saying"

"Idiot" she laughed and shouted, "You are an idiot Mu Xicheng idiot"

The night was thin and cool.

The rich rose fragrance surges around.

Mu Xicheng stood between the fountains, looked at her, and smiled lightly:

"Xia Nai, you laughed." [

That smile spread like petals all over the sky, covering her up.It made her almost suffocate.

Chanel opened her eyes suddenly, only to realize that it was a dream.

Why do I often dream of her and his memories?Is it missing you too much?She still can't forget him...

Outside the dream, she was still sitting in front of the terrace of the Su residence, in front of her was a large area of ​​dense roses perched in the warm light.

The only difference is that Su Shijie is back.

He leaned on the back of the chair with one hand, leaned over slightly, and kissed her lingeringly.It turned out that this was the source of her suffocation.