"what?"

Chen Qingyuan suddenly became curious.

Between the two of them was a square ice table, exquisite, flawless, and smooth as jade.

With a "click", An Xiruo gently placed a purple Xumi ring on the table, wiped off the restrictions on it, and said in a gentle voice: "I have nothing to do, so I sewed some clothes for my brother."

"Oh?"

When he learned that the clothes were for him, it was as if a stone had fallen into Chen Qingyuan's heart, and ripples appeared on the calm water surface.

"I hope you like it, brother, and don't dislike it."

An Xiruo is gentle and quiet, with her red lips slightly parted.

"Of course I like the things you gave me."

Even if it is a leaf picked up from the ground, after being given by An Xiruo, it becomes the most precious gift in the world. Chen Qingyuan will definitely keep it well and there is no reason for him to reject it.

"You take a look first and then talk."

An Xieruo pushed the Sumeru Ring on the table in front of Chen Qingyuan, her starry eyes full of anticipation.

"Okay." After responding, Chen Qingyuan picked up the Sumeru Ring, probed his spiritual sense into it, and saw clearly the items placed inside.

There are hundreds of pieces of clothing, covering various styles and colors, all designed according to Chen Qingyuan's body size, which is dazzling.

Seeing so many clothes, Chen Qingyuan's first reaction was not surprise, but heartache.

He could see that each piece of clothing was carefully made by An Xiruo, taking a lot of time and energy, and carrying a deep love for her.

His heart ached for a moment, and then he looked up and made eye contact with An Xiruo.

Looking at An Xiruo's gentle and soft smile, Chen Qingyuan remained silent.

She controlled her emotions and picked out an ink-colored brocade garment from the ring. It was embroidered with ink bamboo patterns, which gave her a sense of elegance and otherworldliness.

Chen Qingyuan put on the dress and praised, "It fits me very well. I like it very much. Thank you for your hard work."

"It's not hard, as long as my brother likes it."

An Xieruo stood up, looked at him carefully for a few times, her expression more tender and her tone soft.

It does fit, and I didn't remember my brother's size wrong.

Seeing the person she loved wearing the clothes she had sewn herself, An Xieruo was very happy and smiled sweetly, completely different from her usual cold and aloof look.

"Every piece of clothing has this mark. What's the meaning?"

Chen Qingyuan noticed something keenly, pointed at a pattern on the clothes, looked puzzled, and asked for the answer.

On one side of the corner of the clothes, there is a pink and white pattern embroidered with five petals, and the color gradually becomes lighter from the inside to the outside.

"Brother, don't you remember?"

An Xiruo asked back.

Hearing this, Chen Qingyuan began to observe the pattern carefully.

"Five-leaf Yaotai Snow."

The origin of this thing can be known at a glance.

A precious healing medicine, the leaves are cool, snow-white with a hint of pink, and have a beautiful appearance.

The key point is to find the connection between this thing and An Xiruo.

So, Chen Qingyuan began to search in his sea of ​​consciousness.

In just a few breaths, he got the answer. The doubt in his eyes disappeared.

"My brother saved me from the abyss and used this to heal my wounds."

An Xiruo will never forget the first time they met hundreds of thousands of years ago. If she hadn't met Chen Qingyuan, she would have been sucked dry by the evil sect and died tragically in the darkness, and she would not have been able to see the prosperous scenery of the world.

Chen Qingyuan looked at the beauty in front of him, opened his lips, and didn't know what to say.

“I like this kind of flower, so I left a floral print on every piece of clothing.”

An Xiruo explained the reason.

"very nice."

It was impossible for Chen Qingyuan to hate this pattern mark.

The two looked at each other with deep affection.

"I brought a lot of stuff in, you can take a look."

Maybe it was because the atmosphere was rather ambiguous, Chen Qingyuan was a little out of control, his heartbeat quickened, and he tried to pretend to be calm.

He immediately changed the subject and placed many items on the ground.

A variety of exquisite items, such as jewelry, bronze mirrors, screens, jade bottles, silk, etc.

In addition, there are many pastry delicacies.

It is no exaggeration to say that Chen Qingyuan bought everything that was sold outside, which was equivalent to a mobile department store.

In order to help An Xiruo pass the time, Chen Qingyuan even brought a bunch of storybooks. Of course, there was not a single storybook about Chen Qingyuan himself.

In front of An Xiruo, Chen Qingyuan paid great attention to his personal image.

"Thank you, brother."

An Xiruo could clearly feel Chen Qingyuan's sincerity.

"Is there anything else you need?"

Chen Qingyuan placed several Sumeru rings filled with groceries on the table and asked seriously.

"I......"

An Xiruo opened her mouth to speak, but stopped.

"I won't leave for now. I'll stay with you for two years."

No matter how unromantic Chen Qingyuan was, he could still catch a glimpse of reluctance in An Xiruo's eyes. He knew what she was thinking and spoke quickly.

"Ah."

I thought Chen Qingyuan would only stay for a few days, so An Xiruo was always in a state of anxiety.

Just come out.

Hearing that Chen Qingyuan would stay for another two years, An Xieruo smiled happily, feeling at peace and happy.

"The day when you escape won't be too far away."

Chen Qingyuan said seriously.

"No matter what happens, brother, you must put yourself first."

An Xiruo was very satisfied to be able to be with Chen Qingyuan today.

Although she wanted to escape and see the world, she might as well give up if it meant putting Chen Qingyuan in danger.

"I know what's going on. Don't worry."

Chen Qingyuan’s biggest goal in this life is to rescue An Xiruo.

No matter how difficult the road ahead is, it cannot stop him.

In the following life, the two of them either stayed in the courtyard to make tea and chat, or walked in the snow.

One day, in the small courtyard.

Chen Qingyuan stood behind An Xiruo and combed her hair.

The hair is smooth and falls like a waterfall.

A faint fragrance lingers at the tip of your nose.

The fingertips touched every strand of black hair, causing Chen Qingyuan's heartstrings to ripple slightly.

One day, in the snow.

An Xiruo and Chen Qingyuan walked forward together at a slow pace.

Two figures, one red and one black.

It is particularly eye-catching in this snow-white world.

I don’t know how far they walked, but the distance between their shoulders was getting closer and closer.

From the initial ten feet, to half a foot, and then to one foot.

An Xiruo often turned her head to look at Chen Qingyuan's profile, and she never got tired of it no matter how long she looked at it.

At this moment, she mustered up her courage and slowly moved her right hand towards Chen Qingyuan's left hand.

When their fingertips lightly touched, both of them felt their hearts tremble.

However, there was no change of emotion on the surface.

Since she has extended her hand, he will naturally hold it tightly. In this life, he will not let go.

They walked forward hand in hand and looked at each other at the same time.

No need to say much, just smile.

All the bitterness and sorrow of life were washed away at this moment.

The road ahead is long, and I am fortunate to have you by my side.