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Chapter 321 Unparalleled Confession 5
As for the others, such as those pre-rehearsed love stories, those carefully planned plots, he can only ignore them all in front of the picturesque and poetic her.

At this moment, he just wanted to stage an ultimate confession.

Love is not a flickering red candle, not a hazy lantern, not to mention bright fireworks all over the sky, but a spark lit by our sincerity, which ignites our inner passion like a prairie fire.

Chen Xing, do you know that I have passed the age of youth and frivolity.

Do you know how much courage it takes for me to stage a romance!

Can I, who mustered up the courage to be desperate like this, let you let go of the past, love chicly once, go crazy once, and get drunk in a love scene?

Really, life!

no eternal pain...

There is no hurdle that cannot be overcome...

There is no barrier that cannot be overcome...

Everything is in your mind!
Ancient language: One thought brings up thousands of rivers and mountains, and one thought destroys vicissitudes of life.

Can you muster up the courage to let go of the past and give me your hand?

Let me lead you, a time of unrestrained love, a time of madness, a time of insanity, a time of insanity, a time of getting drunk in a love scene that is old and dry?
The Buddha said, do happy things with a lover, don't ask whether it is a robbery or a fate.

I sincerely hope that you can understand every look in my eyes full of affection, even if I didn't say anything.

Express it with your heart!

At some point, Chen Xing couldn't help but wet his eyes.

It was an indescribable feeling.

He actually...

How could he...

Splashing ink, borrowing words to express feelings, she felt the letters jumping on the tip of her tongue...

"Y", "0", "U", "A", "R", "E", "M", "Y", "T", "H", "E", "0", "N ", "E", "T", "L", "O", "V", "E", "Y", "O", "U"...

All the letters are combined to perfectly compose a shocking love story:
you are my the one, I love you
Those deep feelings are not written on her lips, but on the tip of her heart, telling his silent confession.

So refreshing,
With all the details and affection,
make people blush and heartbeat,

Goofy with an uncontrollable heart...

At that moment, really, Chen Xing felt as if he was leading her through an earth-shattering confession.

because--

Tears overflowed from the tightly closed eye sockets uncontrollably.

The tip of my heart is trembling.

In a trance, I feel that I am in a dreamy and beautiful fairy tale, like a princess in a fairy tale, who is intertwined with the prince, experiencing thousands of mountains and rivers, and experiencing the cycle of love.

At that moment, she felt in a trance that even though there are countless beautiful and beautiful loves in the world, they are not as good as every affectionate letter given to her by him in front of her.

At that moment, she didn't know that fireworks were blooming in the sky, and the flowers that bloomed also wrote colorful words.

"Chen, Star, Me, Love, You"

She didn't see it.

She was immersed in the shocking confession he gave.

But really, what difference does it make if you see it or not?

He had already told her about his endless love, how could she escape, the net of heaven and earth cast down by him?

The king is full of interest, but the concubine is infatuated.

Love is silent, love is silent.

In the dreamy and beautiful Bihe Garden, under the swaying candlelight, who made who cry?Who melted whose heart?Who is holding whose hand?Who is drunk whose heart and soul?
And who is with whom, holding hands and looking at tears, everything is silent?
eye contact,

Men stand out,

The woman is charming and charming,

one high and one low,
One on one.

Looking at each other for a long time,

forget the language,

forget to think,
forget everything,
Suddenly, his body rose, and he was led by a force to stand up. He bumped into the strong embrace of the man with his foot unsteady. Gu Shaocheng lowered his head, "Chen Xing..."

She looked at him with trembling eyelashes and forgot to breathe again.

"What are you crying for?"

How can you not cry?

My heart was filled with honey by him, it overflowed,
"Don't cry..." He gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, took her hand, walked to the center of the pavilion, stared at her lowly, and asked softly, "Can you dance?"

She shook her head in a daze.

"It's okay, I will, I will teach you..."

"Small success..."

"Shh... don't talk, follow me..."

Fortunately, he didn't expect the remote control to be omnipotent. He turned on the music player on his mobile phone, and the melodious singing sounded melodiously in the quiet night in this dreamy and romantic Bihe Garden.

He put his arms around her waist, guiding her to put her hands on his shoulders, beautiful and shadowy, dancing and flying...

(End of this chapter)