Fortunately, nine years have passed, and this little green snake has shown no sign of getting old. It has always been tender and tender, and it seems that it will be fine to live for another decade.
And the Nine Yangs in the sky are still so red, without any change. Of course, Di Yuqi did not appear either...
She was obviously on this Jiuyang, but she could not see her, could not hear her, could not touch her--
Tea is Di Yuqi's favorite tourmaline spring, and the dish is Di Yuqi's favorite dish. It was fried by him by himself.
Hua Qianye has to carry all this with him every time he climbs to the Nine Yang, and he always does everything he wants to do.
He did not spill tea or wine on the ground to sacrifice. Instead, he always put a small table and two pairs of bowls and chopsticks. He himself prepared one for Di Yuqi, as if he had just married two days ago He sat opposite her, picked up food for her, poured wine for her...
"Xiao Qi, I have developed a new dish. Do you want to taste it? How about you like it?" On this day, Hua Qianye prepared another table of food and ate it with Di Yuqi.
He reached out and picked up the dish and put it into the opposite plate.
As usual, the dishes on the opposite plate were already sharp, but no one still ate them-
Hua Qianye still eats the same food without knowing the taste. No matter how exquisite or delicious the food is, no matter how delicious it is, it tastes and chews the wax with him.
He looked up at the burning volcano and the beads on it, and his expression was gloomy: "Xiao Qi, why haven't you come back yet? Do you think the food I cooked is not delicious enough?"
"I think no matter how delicious the dishes are, it's better to eat them on the menu. The taste has changed all the time." A crisp voice suddenly sounded behind him. It was lively and lively.
Hua Qianye suddenly froze, loosened his hand, and the chopsticks fell to the ground.
Di Yuqi! He actually heard Di Yuqi's voice! Did he suddenly hallucinate?
He wanted to turn around, but he didn't dare. He was afraid that it would be a waste of time to turn around.
"Which dish do you like the most?" Hua Qianye spoke in a hoarse voice, his voice trembling slightly.
There was no movement behind.
Is it really a dream?
Hua Qianye's originally raised heart began to fall slowly again...
"Yes - don't you like it? I, I can do it for you..." Hua Qianye continued to speak, and he didn't dare to look back. He was afraid that he would be desperate if he turned back.
"It's OK, but this dish is a little cold. I don't like to eat cold dishes." Di Yuqi's voice finally rang out again behind.
Listening to Hua Qianye's ears is like the most beautiful music in the world.
"Okay! Then I'll do it for you again!" Hua Qianye finally turned around slowly.
Not far behind him, there was a young girl wearing a pure white shirt, slender waist, beautiful hair like a waterfall, and smiling, still the same as before.
Is she his Xiaoqi or Shen Zhao?
Hua Qianye almost held his breath and looked straight at her. He didn't dare to speak or go forward.
I am afraid that as soon as I make a sound, the person in front of me will suddenly disappear—
He was disappointed too many times, and when a miracle came, he couldn't believe it.
He stood there, his fists clenched in his sleeves, his heartbeat not like his own, and his whole body was as tight as a straight piece of wood.
The woman blinked her eyelashes, her mouth slightly pursed, she tilted her head to look at him, and a trace of uncertainty flashed in her eyes: "Hua Qianye, you won't know me, right?! I'm the first one when I woke up One thing is to find you..."