Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

"Is to take you to witness the best vicissitudes of life," Dongfang Shijin raised his lips. It is a shallow smile, but it is more gorgeous and dazzling than the sun in the sky.

About 2.5 million years ago, Qaidam was once a vast ocean, where countless shells and strange marine animals lived. Later, with the drift of the Eurasian plate and the uplift of the Himalayas, Qaidam gradually sank, forming a basin surrounded by the Kunlun Mountains and its branches, the Altun Mountains and the Qilian Mountains.

During the geological movement, all kinds of shellfish migrate to the place of water depth, and countless shells rush here. They squeeze and struggle with each other in an attempt to survive.

Finally, the shells built a dam with their bodies, but they still can't stop the changes of geological environment, the disappearance of lakes, the coming death and the burial of wind and sand, so that these conch shells that can only be found in the ocean can be incisively and vividly displayed and piled up on the nuomhongcao plain in Qaidam Basin.

With such a sad and beautiful attitude, it proves the existence of a life to the world.

Dongfang Shijin bent down beside her, took it gently with a slender and clean hand, and picked up the most beautiful shell.

The shape of this shell is very complete. It was eroded by the wind and sand millions of years ago, and the surface has a light luster.

"Take you to see the shell beam. I want you to know that I will accompany you to see the vicissitudes of life. After a hundred years, there will still be traces left and will not change."

Dongfang Shijin said such love words for the first time. He always felt that there would be a strange feeling when he said them, but when he saw Ye Qingcheng's quiet and soft side face, his heart was slowly becoming soft.

"Qing Cheng." he was calling her.

Ye Qingcheng has never felt this kind of feeling. The scenery is quiet. He is around her, calling her name with that low voice, like bewitching.

Bewitching her, she lost her heart inch by inch, and her heart beat slowly became soft.

Her name, really from his mouth, has a taste of China and the city.

"Say you love me."

The dark eyes are like this barren but boundless Gobi, which is overwhelming and can't see the softness of the edge.

The wind is blowing quietly, the yellow sand is floating slightly, and the green plants in the distance are growing vigorously and tenaciously.

Ye Qingcheng's hand just brushed a shell, and his voice made her move pause.

"Qingcheng, tell me, you are like me."

He seemed to be persistent, and his tone involuntarily took a touch of light hope, rapidly rising into an urgent palpitation.

Ye Qingcheng's heart is beating fast, and his breath is full of hot taste.

"I..."

"Hmm?" the eyes of Dongfang Shijin are burning, "go on."

"I... I don't hate you so much." Ye Qingcheng bit his lower lip, but he couldn't say those three words.

She hasn't said the three words I love you, even to Lu Jingshen... Never.

At that time, she couldn't save face and took the initiative to say I love you.

At that time, she was very proud. Even if she had feelings for him, she refused to take the initiative to say I love you first.

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