"Brother Erniu..."
Xian Aotian extended his hand to her and said expectantly, "Little Laizi, put away that grass and stay. Our wedding isn't over yet!"
Lai Siyu suddenly realized something, and a happy smile bloomed on her face, "Brother Erniu, is it really you? You don't blame me anymore?
Brother Erniu, I have my reasons! I don’t know… I don’t…”
"Little Laizi, I don't blame you. We'll stay here and live our lives. We won't go anywhere else. Let's put the Spiritual Grass away... We'll stay here and not worry about the disputes in the outside world..."
Lai Siyu nodded repeatedly. She put away the Soul Grass and ran towards Xian Aotian regardless of anything and threw herself into his arms.
The two people hugged each other tightly, and they both wanted to rub each other into their bodies.
The deep longing is like a broken dam, and Lai Siyu's heart has already broken the dam.
The long-held grievances surged up from the bottom of her heart, and she burst into tears in Xian Aotian's arms.
How she wished that time would stop at this moment and never flow again.
She seemed to have returned to the age of twelve or thirteen. Whenever she came back from the market, there would be a young man riding a cow on the hillside, playing melodious music with a bamboo flute in his hand.
She missed his warm embrace and the bright, pure smile on his face...
She missed every moment she had spent with Xian Aotian, her... former love...
Lai Siyu took a deep breath, released her hand, raised her tear-stained face, and called softly, "Brother Erniu, if time could really stop, how wonderful it would be..."
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