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Li Yun is much more overbearing. He directly said that he would succeed if he wanted to succeed. He no longer needed to find a goal, let alone work hard.

To him, success is a gadget at his fingertips!

But this sentence, ‘the crowd looked for him thousands of times, and suddenly looked back, but the person was in the dimly lit place. \'But it has another meaning.

It is also a very dark meaning.

So Gong Lianyi immediately made a big blush. This graceful lady thought that Li Yun was confessing to her in disguised form by discussing poetry.

Li Yun smiled softly. There was no abrupt beauty, but stood up and walked to the balcony, "Lian Yi, let me write you a poem."

"Oh?"

Gong Lianyi stood up, took the lead, and docilely opened the floor-to-ceiling windows leading to the balcony for Li Yun, and stood shoulder to shoulder with him on the balcony.

"What kind of poem?" Gong Lian Yimeimu smiled, looking forward to the poem written by Li Yun.

"Write a poem... about the Lantern Festival."

Li Yun looked at the brightly lit night view of the Yellow River in the distance, and had an idea in his mind.

Although it is not the Lantern Festival, the bright lights look no different from the brilliant lanterns on the Lantern Festival, and the artistic conception is barely justified.

"Yuanxiao?"

Gong Lian Yi nodded slightly. It was a lively festival, but it was a pity that she spent most of the time alone.

Not alone, but lonely in my heart.

"Last year at Yuan Ye, the flower market lights up like the day."

Gong Lian Yimei’s eyes lit up, and the simple words and verses combined made them very graceful. The sentence ‘lights like day’, fully depicts the brilliant lights of the Lantern Festival night, which is truly wonderful.

"On the moon, willow heads, and people will meet after dusk."

After reading this poem, Li Yun glanced back at Gong Lianyi. The two eyes met, and there were inexplicable emotions entwined with each other.

Infected by this very emotional verse, Gong Lianyi\'s heart trembled, her eyes gradually blurred.

In the distance is the bustling and lively night view of the Huangjiang River, with a beautiful full moon in the sky, and in front of her is a man who has a good opinion of her, who is saying ‘confession’ to her.

——Isn’t it just a depiction of the sweet love between a man and a woman?

When Li Yunyin wrote this poem, Gong Lianyi had an impulse in her heart, as if she felt that falling in love seemed to be excellent, provided that she was with the person she liked.

For example, the handsome and literary man in front of me.

The eyes of the two softened, and their heads approached each other. Gong Lianyi stared at Li Yun, her eyes trembled, and finally closed slowly, waiting for that moment to come.

She cherished the emotions that she had kept for thirty years and was about to hand it to Li Yun at this moment, but Gong Lianyi did not regret it.

"Ah, I\'m back!"

A crisp girl\'s voice broke the lips of the two who were about to approach, Gong Lianyi seemed to feel the breath from Li Yun\'s mouth hit her double flanks, but the next moment, the two immediately separated, Gong Lianyi\'s His cheeks blushed instantly, just wanting to find a hole to drill down.

Li Yun looked a little embarrassed, turned his head and said to the classical girl who happened to appear: "Qingyu, are you back?"

"Humph."

Gong Qingyu let out a proud hum that was indistinguishable.