Not far away, the sound of children's laughter became the most beautiful music at this time.
He thought that one day, he and Xiaonuo would have a group of children and watch them grow up day by day.
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Then he stayed with Xiaonu like this, watching the sun rise and set.
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The two of them cuddled together quietly, what a beautiful scene it would be.
Helian Haoyu began to look forward to it in his heart.
After this matter is over, he can make a promise to Xiaonuo and give her the life she wants to live.
Boating on the lake, smiling proudly.
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Xiao Nauzhi raised her head in his arms and looked into his clear eyes, which only reflected her shadow at this time.
Her entire face was wrapped in the tenderness in his eyes.
She smiled at him and asked:
"You know what's the most romantic thing in my heart?"
She looked at Helian Haoyu and asked.
"What is it?"
Helian Haoyu asked, his fingers lifting away the few strands of hair that were messed up by the breeze at the corners of Xiao Nuzhi's mouth.
Xiao Nuzhi looked away from his face.
Lean into his arms and cast your gaze far, far away.
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The farther away you go, the paler and weaker it becomes.
"The most romantic thing in my heart is that I can grow old together with you. When we are too old to go anywhere, you will still regard me as the treasure in your hand..."
She looked into the distance, and this song sounded in her heart.
One of her favorite songs - "The Most Romantic Thing".
Listening to that song, closing her eyes and imagining such a scene would make her feel a little painful with envy.
Growing old together.
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If possible, that would be great.
Her eyes began to feel sour, but she never dared to look away.
She was afraid that Helian Haoyu would see the sadness in her eyes.
Ever since she was little, she has always hidden her emotions very well.
But facing Helian Haoyu, her concealment was always counterproductive.
Hearing what she said, a firm tenderness flashed across Helian Haoyu's eyes.