White Moonlight Nobody Wants

Even though he was still in pain last night, when he went to the last military parade this morning, Jiang Lifei returned to his usual serious and indifferent look.It seemed that the person he saw yesterday was just Gu Qingyan's own illusion.

Gu Qingyan was curious about how many faces Jiang Lifei had.But reason and emotion are reminding him to rein in the precipice.Because the marriage of three people is too crowded.

Although he always believes in love, he is also willing to bravely pursue what he loves.But feelings and many things cannot be viewed independently.Because everyone should be responsible for the path he chose, just like his mother Xia Yuwei chose his father back then, just like he married Lin Ran without hesitation.As adults, they are all responsible for their choices, good or bad.

Because the meeting ended early, there were about three days left to travel freely.Everyone else chose to go back to China to adjust for the jet lag, but Gu Qingyan still planned to stay in Florence, in Fei Leng Cui, which he had wanted for a long time.

The last time he came here, it was still because he wanted to forget the pain here, but this time Gu Qingyan greeted the future with a completely new attitude.

He has already been to Florence Academy of Fine Arts, Michelangelo Square, Pitti Palace, and now only the Uffizi Gallery, Giotto Bell Tower and Santa Maria del Fiore Cathedral remain.

Therefore, Gu Qingyan decided to use the limited time to observe these places.Coincidentally, when he arrived at Giotto's Bell Tower at the first stop, he saw Jiang Lifei staring at the bell tower.

The general who had taken off his military uniform was only wearing a simple poo shirt, looking gentle and soft, his emerald green pupils were like the most beautiful emeralds, at this moment he was staring at the tall tower, pure and elegant.

Gu Qingyan saw some blond girls taking out their mobile phones to secretly take pictures frequently, but he didn't notice that those bold girls also secretly took pictures of him.

Just when Gu Qingyan was thinking about whether to go up to say hello, Jiang Lifei noticed him.Probably because of the non-working state, Jiang Lifei's eyes lost a bit of indifference, which made him a lot softer.

"General..."

Gu Qingyan opened his mouth habitually, but saw Jiang Lifei put his long finger to his lips.Signaling him not to speak, he took a few steps with his long legs and walked to Gu Qingyan's side.

"Didn't you go back with He Yi and the others?"

Compared with Jiang Lifei, Gu Qingyan paid more attention to Giotto's bell tower, "I like it here, so I want to stay for a few more days to play."

Jiang Lifei smiled with great interest, "It seems that you like Italy very much."

"This is the birthplace of the Renaissance, a paradise for artists. I don't think anyone can resist the charm of Italy."

This is completely different from Gu Qingyan who is methodical and has a gentle smile at work. Jiang Lifei can see the brilliance in his eyes, that kind of love from the heart cannot be expressed in words.

"Then you should go to the Florence Academy of Fine Arts."

"Of course I have been there, the mother of the world's art academies, that is the most unmissable scenery in Florence."

"You like here, so is the life you want now really?"

Unexpectedly, Jiang Lifei would ask such a question, Gu Qingyan replied, "Of course, it is my honor to work by your side."

"You know, that's not what I want to hear." Jiang Lifei asked again, "If you could choose, would you really work in the military region?"

Gu Qingyan fell into deep thought, Jiang Lifei looked at his quiet side face and said, "Not all omegas are like Xiao Yijuan, and you don't have to live like your brother."

"Are you saying that I am not fit to work under you?"

"No." Jiang Lifei's cold voice softened, and it sounded a little gentle, "You are a very good subordinate, but being able to do what you like is a kind of happiness."

"But life is always above fantasy, and he always makes us bend."

"So you gave in?"

"I obey the arrangement of fate." Gu Qingyan raised his head to look at Jiang Lifei's delicate outline, "Just like you."

"No, you have a choice." Jiang Lifei pointed to Gu Qingyan's chest, "Listen to your own heart."