The girl was called Xiaohui and the scholar was called Chen Fan.
The two had a relationship in Yue Lao Temple.
Tonight, when Xiaohui worked hard to keep Chen Fan, Chen Fan was also in Yue Lao Temple, trying to get the last lantern to leave the last beautiful memories for his sweetheart.
When both of them didn't know, they rushed towards each other.
When Gu Nuoer said this, she happily raised the lantern with bright eyes.
"When they left, Xiaohui and Shen Fan gave me the lantern!"
"Chen Fan said, this was given to him by a kind-hearted person. It turned out that it was Brother Si Ming, you!"
"Fate comes and goes, Brother Si Ming's things have come into my hands. This feeling is so novel!"
At this moment, Ye Siming felt a sense of enlightenment in his heart.
His black eyes were stunned.
If there was no heavy snow tonight, Chen Fan would leave by boat.
Because it was snowing heavily, Chen Fan had the last courage to come to Yue Lao Temple to get a lantern and take a look at his beloved person for the last time.
If Ye Siming didn't feel any kindness and gave up the lantern.
Then Chen Fan might not be able to rush out of Yue Lao Temple with the lanterns, and thus meet Xiao Hui.
It was precisely because of the heavy snow that Xiaohui met the kind-hearted Gu Nuoer, who took her to the ferry and met Chen Fan outside the Yue Lao Temple.
If Gu Nuoer hadn't ridden a horse, then Xiaohui would have missed it with Shen Fan at Xiaohui's speed.
In this darkness, there is a feeling of God's will.
How many pairs of people did a heavy snowfall satisfy?
Ye Siming suddenly turned his head and looked at the statue of the god standing in the hall.
The image of the Moon Old Man, with a compassionate appearance, looking at the world with a smile.
The young man was tall and straight, with deep and black eyes, and a hint of transparency.
He understood in a trance.
A meaning God wants to convey to Him.
His unintentional kindness not only helps others, but in the end, fate will also return to his own hands.
Seeing him in a daze, Gu Nuoer couldn't help but hold his hand.
The girl tilted her head, her eyebrows and eyes were pretty, and she looked more agile because of the snow.
"Brother Si Ming, why are you stunned?
The snow is too heavy, will we go?"
Ye Siming suddenly held Gu Nuoer's hand tightly.
He led her to the corridor of Yue Lao Palace.
"Wait for me here."
His tone was calm and gentle, and he raised his hand to push the cold snow on the ends of Gu Nuoer's hair.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Siming lowered his head very naturally and kissed her on her forehead.
Such intimate behavior did not seem abrupt at all when he did it.
Instead, Gu Nuoer was stunned, and her white cheeks were as pink as rubbed with rouge.
She held the lamp obediently and turned her head to watch Ye Siming step into the bright temple.
Ye Siming naturally did not kneel down, but just took the fragrance and ignited it in front of the Moon Statue.
Then, he inserted the incense into the altar.
He clasped his hands together, closed his long eyes, and moved his thin lips slightly, not knowing what he was talking about.
Gu Nuoer's beautiful and moist eyes were surprised.
"Brother Si Ming, you can actually worship God!"
At this moment, in the void, green marriage seemed to be ridiculed and serious voice came—
[Tsk, princess, princess, don’t you understand?
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[What the person in front of you wants is neither the reputation of eternal merits nor the glory of cheering all over the house.
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[What he seeks and thinks now is just hoping that the gods will pity him, and like mercy on every sentient being, he will give him a chance to love you for a thousand years and ten thousand years.
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He did not want to thank God, he just became a believer of love.