Nan Heng looked down at her and found that there was distress in her eyes, so he wanted her to see something. He walked over to the window, closed the curtains, and turned off the light. The whole room was dark, and there was no light at all.

Luo Ci couldn't see anything, not even the figure of the fragments, as if she had night blindness. I was a little nervous at first, but when I thought about the debris, I was not afraid.

She muttered, "Why did you draw the curtains again?"

Nan Heng was very familiar with the structure of the room. Even though he couldn't see it, he walked to her side little by little like walking in the courtyard, gently held her hand, and said in a low and sweet voice, "Come with me."

He carefully avoided the surrounding tables and chairs, took her to the right corner of the bookshelf, hugged her from behind, resting his chin on the top of her hair, holding her hand on the switch, "Turn it on."

Luo Ci pressed the switch, but the room was still pitch black, and she couldn't see any light. She was about to ask aloud when she suddenly found a soft light scattered around her. It was faint at first, and then lit up little by little.

She looked at the place corresponding to the wall with some surprise, where there was a rose-red nebula, shaped like a rose, with a faintly flowing trajectory, but it was not very obvious.

Nan Heng's voice sounded in the silent room, like a clear and cold jade, with a phantom, "This is a projection I made by imitating the Rose Nebula."

Luo Ci's heart was very uneasy, she knew that it was not easy to do such a projection, and he did it himself.

In addition to the Rose Nebula, there are other nebulae around, but they are relatively small and seem to be far away.

She bowed her head slightly, and there was a Milky Way under her feet, with shining stars flowing in it.

"I think it will look better this way, so I designed it like this." It will give people a feeling of stepping on the Milky Way.

Luo Ci watched all this quietly, and suddenly smiled, "It's beautiful."

Under the light under the projection, she could see his eyes clearly, it was a pair of dark shining, very beautiful eyes, which seemed to be adorned with stars.

But she was the only one in the stars.

After the dreamy Milky Way and the romantic Rose Nebula, the room was silent again, and it was pitch black again.

Nan Heng hugged her from behind and did not speak. The room was so silent that only their breathing could be heard.

Bingxue's delicate face was calm, and some warm fingertips gently clasped her hand, from the back of her hand into her fingers, until it was completely wrapped.

At this moment, Luo Ci suddenly thought of Lu Ran.

He used to hold her hand like this.

in a protective stance.

The curled eyelashes swept gently, and the room seemed to have found a change.

It is some small light spots, with a faint blue light, and more are exuding silver light. They gradually converge into a big tree in the sky. The silver light points extend into silver lines, forming little by little. The trunk branches and leaves of the tree have more and more silver lines, and the shape of the tree is more and more natural.

The branches and leaves on the tree swayed gently, and she seemed to hear the rustling sound, and every leaf was shining with silver.

She felt that this tree was a little familiar, and she always felt that she had seen it somewhere.

In the next second, she saw the figure of a man in ancient costume gradually emerging under the tree, sitting under the tree, holding the sword in his right hand, looking into the distance, as if waiting for someone, under the beautiful and dreamy tree, this figure revealed Lonely and sad.

Luo Ci's heart felt a stinging pain, is this the inner world of the fragments?

I don't know how long it took, the light and shadow of the woman in ancient costume slowly appeared, and the two embraced under the tree in the long night.

The leaves on the long night tree kept falling, and some fell on the two of them, becoming the embellishment of their clothes, and some disappeared without a sound.

The night tree never withers.

Luo Ci stared blankly, and his words came from behind, "Do you like it?"

Her eyes were a little astringent, and she slowly squeezed out two words, her voice seemed to be choked, "...I like it."

For some reason, I felt very uncomfortable and suddenly wanted to cry.

In fact, she didn't know what this picture meant, but she felt his loneliness and long wait from it.

Only got a glimpse of it.

Nan Heng heard something wrong with her voice and said softly, "What's wrong?"

Luo Ci shook her head, "I'm fine."

He didn't believe it very much. He turned off the switch and turned on the light to take a look. He found that the little guy's eyes were a little red, and his expression became nervous, "Why are you crying?"

"I didn't cry!" she retorted, "I just stared at it for a long time without blinking, and my eyes were a little sore."

Nan Heng rubbed her hair and said nothing, "Let's go downstairs."

Nanmu's food is almost cooked, and the whole family eats lunch together.

Nan Mu put a chopstick dish into the Luo porcelain bowl, and said with a smile, "Try it, I don't know if it suits the taste of porcelain."

Luo Ci looked at most of the dishes on the table that she liked to eat, and subconsciously glanced at the fragments, Nan Heng also took a chopstick of fish and meat, "Eat it."

She first tasted the dish that Nan Mu brought, with a smile on her face, "It's delicious."

This made Nan Mu even happier, "If it's delicious, come back with A-Heng. There are more people in the family and it will be more lively. You young people definitely don't have much time to cook outside, and you don't care about nutrition."

Nan Heng said coldly, "She also likes the food I cook."

There is a faint hint of jealousy.

However, the parties did not seem to have heard and did not respond.

The Nan family was very surprised.

Nan Mu couldn't help asking, "When will you cook?"

Nan Heng looked at Luo Ci who was eating with her head lowered, and the corners of her lips drew a gentle arc, "I'll meet her."

People who were inexplicably fed a large bowl of dog food.

Nan Mu was secretly amazed, and was very surprised at the change in her son, but she could rest assured.

Well, take good care of Porcelain.

As for Luo Ci not cooking but A Heng cooking, she has no opinion at all, who doesn't want a man who can cook.

But Nan's father can't, and he can't learn from life and death, so he won the favor of Nan's mother with his longevity noodles.

The eldest daughter-in-law of the Nan family gave Nan Ye a faint look.

The same people, why is there such a big difference.

This straight man in her family is serious and like the legendary domineering president.

When she stretched out her chopsticks to pick up shredded pork with hot peppers, she was stopped by Nan Ye, "You can't eat spicy food now." He picked up other lighter dishes.

He didn't forget that she used to eat spicy food during a special period, and the pain was so rogue that he pestered him not to go to work, so he had to take care of her at home all the time.

Since then he has been more disciplined.

She was stunned for a moment, looking at the dishes in the bowl, all of which she likes to eat, then she smiled and ate with her head down.

Maybe the man's words were not touching enough, and sometimes he was so irritated that he couldn't accompany her all the time, but he remembered her preferences and habits. Basically all her requests are met.

For ten years.

All are so.