The willow leaves are slowly

Liu Qingyin shook her head...

"Sister Yin, are you okay? You look so bad, let's not go to shoot today and go another day."

"It's okay, we've made an appointment, we must abide by it."

In the studio, Liu Qingyin wore a gorgeous wedding dress, Ye Hansheng wore a handsome suit, and the photographer kept taking pictures.

"Good! Very good, Teacher Liu, Teacher Ye, this group is finished, let's take a ten-minute break and then switch to the next group of ancient style."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work, photography teacher. This is the milk tea that Sister Yin will treat everyone to."

Xiaoyue had already filled the table with milk tea.

The photographer team expressed their gratitude.

In the dressing room.

"Why are you staring at me without blinking?" Liu Qingyin said to Ye Hansheng with a smile in her eyes.

Ye Hansheng leaned over and hugged her, looking at the mirror and said, "Yinyin looks so beautiful today!"

"I'm always beautiful," Liu Qingyin said, holding his hand.

"Every day is beautiful. I fell in love with you the first time I saw you!"

"First glance? The car accident scene?" Liu Qingyin joked.

Ye Hansheng laughed, "Of course not, I've watched a lot of your movies. Today seems like a dream, let's stay like this forever and grow old together."

Liu Qingyin slowly turned her head and the two of them kissed each other.

"Every time you kiss me, I can't breathe." Liu Qingyin pouted and said, "If your mouth gets swollen, I'll beat you up."

"Listening to Yinyin breathing is a very wonderful thing."

"Ayin, Ayin!" The voice came again!

Liu Qingyin shook her head.

"Yinyin, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?" Ye Hansheng asked with concern.

Liu Qingyin frowned, shook her head and said, "It's okay, it's okay."

"Change clothes, brother-in-law, Sister Yin also needs to change clothes." Xiaoyue shouted outside the door.

In the ancient-style dressing room, the mirror was covered. Xiaoyue said she wanted to give Liu Qingyin a surprise, and would uncover the red cloth covering the mirror after she finished putting on makeup.

"The next set is in ancient style, with the feeling of the big bad wolf and the little white rabbit. Sister Yin is very suitable for this set." Xiaoyue looked Liu Qingyin up and down.

"My brother-in-law is so tall, he's definitely a big bad wolf, what a perfect match!"

"Makeup teacher, please add some more lipstick to Sister Yin." Xiaoyue carefully arranged Liu Qingyin's clothes.

"Okay, Sister Yin, do you think there is anything else that needs to be changed?"

"Swish!" The red cloth was pulled off, and the ancient full-length mirror immediately lit up, reflecting Liu Qingyin's figure.

She stared at herself in the mirror and was stunned!

I saw myself in the mirror speaking: "Liu Qingyin, don't you remember who you are?"

"I..."

Xiaoyue noticed something strange, "Sister Yin, are you...unsatisfied?" she asked cautiously.

"Sister Yin?"

"Yinyin, I'm done changing. Can you come in? I'll show you!" Ye Hansheng's voice sounded outside the door.

Xiaoyue quickly opened the door and let Ye Hansheng in.

The door slowly opened, and Ye Hansheng, dressed in white, with loose sleeves and long black hair like a waterfall, stood at the door holding a folding fan, looking at her with a smile.

Liu Qingyin turned her head and looked at Ye Hansheng at the door with wide eyes. In an instant, many memories flooded into her chaotic mind!

"Ye Hansheng..."

"Girl, wipe your saliva, they are coming!

You are my long lost cousin!

Why don’t you try the color of this lip balm?

You can pull me!

Ayin, I won't let you die!

What if I don’t let go!

In the future, when we retire, we can open a restaurant and call it Willow Leaf Restaurant, okay?

Ye’s crystal crispy roast duck, a feast for the eyes!

When I occasionally meet a beautiful woman, I will never forget her. I will miss her deeply and think about her like crazy.

I love you, but you don't know...

I know…”

"Ah!" Liu Qingyin took a deep breath, tears in her eyes. Her chaotic mind finally became clear, and the world around her froze!

"It's faster than I thought. You woke up so soon?" An ethereal voice came from the air.

"Why are you unhappy here? You have to recall the truth. Isn't this the life you want? Are you leaving now?"

"Ayin! Ayin, wake up!"

"Ye Hansheng, Ye Hansheng, where are you?" Liu Qingyin looked around.

"Isn't Ye Hansheng right at the door?" the ethereal voice continued.

"Even after being infected by my Dream Flower, you still have such a strong will, little girl, you are amazing!"

"Who are you? Let me out!" Liu Qingyin shouted angrily while looking at the sky!

"Little girl, I didn't trap you. If you want to wake up, you can do it anytime. It's up to you. Look at everything in front of you. Are you really willing to let it go?

Isn’t this what you want? Warmth, family, friendship, love, career, you can have it all. Here, you are the master and can dominate everything here.

Try to think of something you want." The voice was ethereal and bewitching, vague and uncertain.

Liu Qingyin has always wanted a photo with her family. She closed her eyes and thought about the happy scene in the photo, and the photo actually appeared in her hand.

"Look, you can still ask for more things. As long as you want, you will have them. Stay here forever. There is nothing to lose. Your soul will always be in this paradise! Stay!"

Tears dripped onto the photo. Liu Qingyin looked at the photo intently. Suddenly, she smiled!

She lowered her head and said softly, "It's really wonderful here, warm, relaxing and pleasant. You can get what you want without paying anything. It's so tempting!"

"You can stay here forever and have everything you want."

"Stay here? I am a 21st century educated socialist youth who grew up under the red flag. How could I play with these AI-like NPCs?!

Life is not perfect. There are constant wars, famines, and diseases, but so what? Some people resolutely use their lives to shout for an end to war.

Some people united to bring food to the hungry children again and again, and taught them how to survive hunger and hardship; some people linked hands and struggled forward, negotiated with death in the name of medical care, defeated the disease, and saved the lives of the patients.

To experience, to feel, the suffering and the quagmire make our life like a chisel that becomes sharper and sharper, deeply carving the traces of our presence in this world! This is the meaning of being born as a human being!

My life is not perfect either. There are sufferings and flaws. I may struggle in the quagmire for the rest of my life, but so what! The more perfect, the more boring!

Just like my author, she also wants to write awesome lines for me at this moment, but this is all she can write, so what?

This will not stop her enthusiasm to finish this story, nor will it stop me from becoming her heroine!!!"

"Hahahaha, wonderful! So, what do you choose?" an ethereal voice floated over...