Lan Ruoqing pressed the audio on the car, and it was actually Beethoven's small step dance. I didn't see such a vulgar Wei Zizhen who liked to listen to the symphony. [26nbsp;]

The small step dance is very cheerful, as if the birds jumping in the forest.

Everyone passing by is a lavender full ground. The endless purple that looks at the past makes people feel so comfortable.

The purple clouds float, the aroma strikes.

What a beautiful picture of the snowy mountains standing in the distance. What a beautiful picture.

Lan Ruoqing always thought that people like Wei Zizhen should like to listen to heavy metals, but don't want his taste to be symphony.

However, this song is still cheerful in the symphony of Beethoven. It is better than the funeral.

Lan Ruoqing has learned the piano before, so I know these.

Just relative to others, she loves to draw.

Cultivating her from a young father, to make her a lady.

Elegant and well -known elegant girls.

But when she was really down, she knew that she was in love with these things. She couldn't change a place. She couldn't change the rice noodles.

What a real!

Dream is a luxury. Only when you eat and wear warmth can you pursue it.

She has been hiding under the wings of her father for so many years, and her father suddenly became difficult, so she deeply understood how weak and helpless she was.

Looking at the large lavender forest, thinking of dad, the corner of her eyes fell again with that crystal liquid.

Sliding into the corner of the mouth is salty and astringent.

She comforted herself and waited for Uncle Lin to pay some debt, and the days of Dad would be better.

The car gradually reached the town of Shengsuo. Under the brilliant sun, the large golden daisy is surrounded by the large grass.

Thick and weight. After entering the inside, the arched windows on the beautiful six -story Lunba Diaben Tower add a strong exotic atmosphere to the building.

Shengso Cathedral was built in 1637. It took a lot of financial resources to build this church. Many religious paintings collected in the church.

The galleries are surrounded by exquisite gold -plated screens. The wooden inlaid board on the screen is decorated with gray and gold patterns.

The entire church looks gorgeous and quiet.

Lan Ruoqing sat on a seat, the quiet feeling seemed to let people let go of all the world's disturbances for the time being.

She prayed religiously, hoping to relieve all the troubles in her heart, and hoped that the gods could bless their father peace and peace, and hoped that all adversity would go soon. If she continued like this, she was afraid that one day she would suddenly fall down.

Wei Zizhen sat next to her and watched her long eyelashes down, so what was piously thought about it.

What do you have in this woman?

Such devotion.

He looked up at the cross in the middle of the church, his mother went, and his most relatives in the world were gone.

The so -called father is just hatred, but he is not full of wings now.

The scene of the crash suddenly found in his mind, he shouted out of his head.

Lan Ruoqing looked at Wei Zizhen, who was very disappointed, why his expression was so painful.

His low voice was to Lan Ruoqing, "Lan Ruoqing, hug me!"

Lan Ruoqing didn't know why she was sitting well. Wei Zizhen would suddenly do so. Wei Zizhen had pulled her over, and his head was buried in her arms.
Chapter completed!