Priceless Cute Wife:President's 33 Days of Love

When she went out with a half height lamp, the hostess of B & B laughed, "Miss ye, go put the Kongming lamp? Just now, a couple of little lovers went out to release them as well... "

"Is it?"

Ye Jiani reacted faintly.

It's dark outside, and the path outside the B & B becomes a small street, with nothing to wear.

As the landlady said, many young lovers are flying Kongming lanterns of different colors outside, with a big heart painted on the outside of the lampshade, or with vows of love.

When did kongmingdeng become a romance between lovers?

Ye Jiani turned her back to the busy people and walked farther and farther. She came to a suspension bridge in the mountains where she had been in the daytime. There were not many lights on the suspension bridge. It was dark, but the quiet was very attractive.

Ye Jiani ignored the network intercepted in front and a warning sign of "do not enter at night".

Standing on the suspension bridge, ye Jiani put down her Kongming lamp, took out her pen, and did not hesitate for a moment to write a typesetting outside the lampshade——

[marquis is healthy and safe, a carefree life]

When she thought that liquess had given up living, Gu Xiaoai told her that liquess was out of danger.

That sentence is tantamount to declaring that he will not die.

The ups and downs... She didn't really get used to it.

She can't touch anything, she can only listen, listen to him in danger, listen to him out of danger, the body is gradually improving.

Every day when she fell asleep, she would have nightmares of the death of marquis.

Even in her dream, she is still doing psychological construction for herself. She thinks that this is the choice of marquis, and he is free.

He saw Marquis's tombstone and the epitaph on it.

That kind of pain tearing her, let her pain, so there is no logic, she ran toward the tombstone.

She woke up after the crash.

Only then did she find that she was sleeping so uneasily that she fell from the bed to the ground, and the pillow on the bed was wet

Then she remembered that Marquis was no longer on the verge of death. It was just a dream, a real dream.

This kind of dream appears repeatedly.

Every time she dreams, she still feels real.

……

Ye Jiani stared at the three Chinese characters of "Marquis" on the lampshade in a daze. She took out the candle device from her pocket. As soon as she loosened her hand, the candle rolled down on the suspension bridge and fell down along the gap

This is a suspension bridge in the mountains.

And she didn't have a spare candle.

“……”

Ye Jiani, speechless, glanced at the words on the lampshade, then went to the side of the suspension bridge, grabbed the handrail made of bamboo pole and rope, and looked down.

The dark night, under the suspension bridge is dark, nothing to see.

She had to go back and get the candles.

"Would it be better for you to see me and dance again?"

A series of English suddenly sounded in the quiet night.

With the tension and urgency of pretending to be calm.

As soon as the sound fell, the night seemed more peaceful.

Yejani stood on the suspension bridge, shaking, and turned her head in shock. She was not far away, and she could see the place at one end of the suspension bridge. A man with a suitcase stood under the light.

He's very dusty. He's wearing a black sweater with a V-neck and a little long blond hair. He's blown out of order by the night wind. His three-dimensional facial features are deeply sunken, which makes him even thinner. His black eyes are staring at her. They just stare at her all the time