Jia Ling picked up the thing and looked carefully. The thing was white and could hold it with both hands. Circles of threads extended to the periphery, and said, "Is it a conch?"

Qian Xiaoxing took it and looked at it. It was indeed the same as a conch, but there seemed to be more things on the tail of the snail. Qian Xiaoxing handed it back to Jia Ling and said, "Look, there is something here..."

Jia Ling took it carefully and studied it, but didn't know how to use it. Suddenly, he heard a crisp sound of "ding!" from the conch.

Jia Ling recalled the action just now, when he was shaking the thing, he continued to try to shake it. Suddenly, a crisp sound was made in the conch, and the sound was sometimes high and sometimes low. As the shaking speed became more and more even, a melody slowly formed.

"This thing can make sounds, and it's just a song, which is so wonderful." Jia Ling said excitedly.

"Is this song good?" Qian Xiaoxing looked at Jia Ling with a smile and asked.

Jia Ling nodded and replied, "It sounds so nice, the sound is so crisp. Can you give me this thing? I like it so much."

Qian Xiaoxing listened to the sound, just like a modern music box, made a sound and smiled, "It seems that it's not in vain to dig treasure this time. I finally dug a treasure. However, the treasure was dug by two people together. It was originally a half-way person. If you want it, you can give it to you. You can kiss me."

Jia Ling hesitated and looked at the conch in her hand, thought for a while, and said loudly: "Then close your eyes."

Qian Xiaoxing was overjoyed after hearing this, and hurriedly closed his eyes. After a while, he felt that his lips were gently touched on his face. He opened his eyes and saw Jia Ling blushing and lowered his head and dared not look at him. The atmosphere was a little awkward.

In order to break the atmosphere, Qian Xiaoxing asked, "What's the name of such a baby?"

"This sound is so fresh, crisp, and the song is beautiful. It's really a sound of nature. I think it's called Tianlai." Jia Ling carefully played with the conch, extremely happy.

"Good name, I seem to have heard this melody, I can still sing this song!" Qian Xiaoxing replied.

Jia Ling said anxiously: "Really, sing and listen to me."

Qian Xiaoxing took the conch, turned it gently, played the beautiful melody, and began to sing it gently:

"Give you all mine

You are my only bet in this life

Only a period of time

Let me have no regrets

Dedicate wholeheartedly

Afraid of you being sad and crying

Afraid of you being lonely

Thousands of mountains and miles of road

I can go day and night

Give you a way

You are my lifelong steps

Let me get out of the sky

Let you dance

Reassuring pursuit

Love is a long journey

Dreams have happiness dreams have pain

Joyful and joyful road on earth

I can stitch it

Carrying out all the hardships of yesterday

Change to tomorrow for some happiness and happiness

Do you love you enough

Is it good enough for you

Can ask not to care

I don't want you to see my wounds

It was the wind and rain that had no regrets

Have enough

Is the dream good enough

Can pursue

Not to admit defeat

…”

This is an old song. Zhou Huajian's wind and rain are very consistent with Qian Xiaoxing's current mood. When he sang it, his eyes couldn't help but feel a little rosy. Jia Ling listened carefully to the lyrics, so bluntly and so emotionally made Jia Ling unable to suppress his inner emotions and said softly: "Don't sing again."

Qian Xiaoxing was a little choked. The song completely expressed his heart. He couldn't control his emotions and said:

"Jia Ling, this song is my voice. As long as you understand my feelings for you and give me wholeheartedly without regrets and regrets to you, it is enough."

"Why are you doing this? I said it's impossible for us." Jia Ling was also a little excited and shook his head and said.

"Why, give me a reason!"

Tears slid down Jia Ling's eyes and said sadly: "Don't ask, do you know, I said I have difficulties, you will know in the future."

"Why, can't you tell me now?" Qian Xiaoxing asked loudly.

Jia Ling shook her head, not talking, but she was crying down.

Seeing Jia Ling's sad look, Qian Xiaoxing couldn't bear to ask any more, so he could only go forward, gently wiped off the tears on Jia Ling's face, stared at Jia Ling and said, "Okay, I won't ask anymore, don't cry."

Jia Ling nodded gently and fell into deep thoughts with the conch. Qian Xiaoxing sighed and sat back on the bed helplessly. Why did Jia Ling just not want to accept him? She thought about many possibilities, but had no answers, and slowly fell asleep in her random thoughts.

It was late at night, Jia Ling watched Qian Xiaoxing fall asleep, gently sat on the bed, lay down, looked at Qian Xiaoxing's face, and said softly: "I know you feel uncomfortable, but I'm not so relaxed, I'm actually more uncomfortable than you."

The next morning, a little sunlight in the early morning passed through the hole and fell into the hut. Jia Ling woke up in a daze, listening to the birds outside, and found that Qian Xiaoxing's hand was on his chest, just holding his little jade rabbit, and cursed secretly: "I'm not honest when I sleep." Then he gently moved his hand away from his chest.

After getting up, Jia Ling walked to the door. At the height of the mountain, there was a mist covering it, spreading everywhere with the wind. The air blew fresh, making Jia Ling unable to help but stretch. If he could live in such a place and stay away from the world, he would be free and comfortable. Jia Ling saw a high slope in front of him, and slowly climbed up. After a while, he came to the top of the slope. His eyes became wide open and he was immediately relaxed and happy.

Just as I was experiencing the feeling, I suddenly felt someone gently hugging her behind me. Without turning back, Jia Ling knew it was Qian Xiaoxing. I heard Qian Xiaoxing say softly in my ear: "Close your eyes, open your arms, experience the breeze in the mountains, and imagine yourself as a flying bird."

Jia Ling silently closed his eyes and opened his arms. He suddenly felt that the world was as if it was under his feet, and the surroundings were infinitely empty, and there was only himself in the world.

Qian Xiaoxing hugged the incense body and also closed his eyes gently. With Jia Ling, his thoughts drifted in the wind.

After a while, the two of them slowly opened their eyes. Jia Ling turned around and said softly: "Thank you for letting me feel this experience."

"Thank you too, for letting me hold me for so long." Qian Xiaoxing giggled.

"I'm not serious at once, so let's go back quickly. I haven't been back all night. The princess and the others must be worried about you."

Then the two of them held hands, walked down the hillside, sorted out a little, and set off.

"Wait, I'll lead the way." Jia Ling looked at Qian Xiaoxing walking on the front desk and said hurriedly.

"Oh, that's right, I'm super blind." Qian Xiaoxing smiled embarrassedly.

The two walked through the woods and found the river. They walked along the river for a while and found the shallower part of the river. After crossing the river, they came to the path. After walking for a while, they got home.

"Hey, your feet don't hurt anymore?" Jia Ling suddenly remembered and asked.

Qian Xiaoxing was stunned and hurriedly said, "The night has passed, it doesn't hurt anymore. I'm young and recovering quickly."

Jia Ling looked at Qian Xiaoxing without any objection, held the conch in his hand and said, "Then I will take this Tianlai away."

"Take it." Qian Xiaoxing smiled, then turned around and went back to his room.

Jia Ling looked at the conch carefully, thought of Qian Xiaoxing's feet, and when he thought about it, he realized that all this was planned by Qian Xiaoxing, and he only knew it now! Just as he was about to go over and question it, he thought that he had planned so many things for himself and gave him such a good gift. This kind of intention was already very big. He sighed softly, and returned to his room without knowing it.

Jia Ling guessed right. This treasure digging operation was planned by Qian Xiaoxing. In order to give Jia Ling a gift, Qian Xiaoxing really thought about it for a long time. Later, he thought of the music box. Fortunately, in modern times, Qian Xiaoxing disassembled and installed the music box and understood the structure inside. He tinkered in the room for several days before he started to do it.

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