123 is hard to part
Looking at her unstop, Ling Su smiled helplessly: "I'm married and married to a Shi girl. You should have heard of this person."
she sighed: "She is not as beautiful as you, but she is very virtuous. At least she won't come out to find a man in the middle of the night..."
Cheng Xueyan's hand on the table trembled violently.
"As for you... I don't think I need to say more. Who in the world knows himself better than himself?" Laughing again, he clenched his arms and narrowed his eyes to look at her: "With the reputation of the eldest daughter of the Cheng family, I believe that the people who seek marriage will break the threshold, right? However, the girl must not slack off for this. If the matter of meeting with Ling in the suburbs today spreads... Ling himself will not say anything. How can Ling's cold scholar be as noble as a girl? Ling was lucky to marry a lady, but he didn't want to make his wife cry. Holding the son's hand and grow old together... I once thought that the flower hanging on the branch was the most precious, but I didn't want to be more delicate everywhere, and the tall flower was afraid to have experienced too much wind and sun, but it was too far away to see clearly, but now it is close, but now I find that she has already been covered with dirt and unclean... ”
"Pa"......
A loud slap in the face.
He seemed to be stunned. He raised his eyes and smiled at her heartbrokenly.
"It's just right. If Ling once let the girl misunderstand something, it's even now. In the middle of the night, it is not appropriate for the girl to stay in the wild like this. If something happens, Ling can't afford it. It's better to go home early. I'm sorry that Ling can't see her off..."
At the end of his words, he turned around and left, but his waist was tight...
Is he trembling or shrinking? Is it his bone joints ringing or his own heartbreak?
She can't tell!
Is it the place of love or just for the warmth of this moment? Do you want to keep or say goodbye?
She can't tell!
All she knew was that she lost him, and she lost him again, and this time it was because she was an abandoned woman!
No matter in this life, if there is really a fate, I'm afraid she and him can only have this kind of fate. This reunion arranged by God is actually for the final separation...
He's trembling, he's really trembling... He's laughing...
"Is Miss Xueyan reluctant to give up Ling? Ling just didn't say everything, but it's just because of the disparity between you and me. In fact... If the girl is willing to be noble, Zhu Jing doesn't care about one more sister..."
The heart is getting stiff, the hands are getting cold, and the arms are getting weak...
He turned around and smiled, thinking that the slap did nothing to him.
"If you don't give up, I'm willing to wait for the girl's reply..."
She looked at him fixedly, but saw him touch the wet marks behind his shoulders and frowned at his fingers: "You have stained my clothes..."
Yes, how did she forget that he is such a person who loves cleanliness...
It is said that women are like clothes, and she... is not even as good as clothes...
She looked at him with a sad face, the corners of her mouth twitched, and suddenly laughed.
This is the man she desperately wants to keep, and this is the man she wants to wait for...
Happy, really happy, why are you so happy?
Take a deep breath.
The night is cool and the wind is sweet.
She turned around lightly, didn't look at him, and floated forward.
"Girl... take care..."
Ling Su's elegant farewell came from behind him.
Her footsteps did pause for a moment, but she still stepped out gracefully.
Ling Su saluted her back deeply. When he heard her footsteps fade away, Fang looked up and slowly stood up straight.
The night was dark, but she couldn't hide her pale blue dress. She walked like that, but she could never get out of his sight. Perhaps no matter where she went, she would never get out of his heart.
Ling Su looked at the back of the line, and a fishy sweetness suddenly appeared between his lips.
Why?
Her questioning is still in my ears.
Why...
Can he tell her that he was forced to be helpless? Can he tell her that he had talked with his mother that she had to marry, but his mother forced her to die? Can he tell her that his mother threatened him to go to Chengfu to say that she seduced her son to damage her reputation? He could tell her that for more than 100 days, he had only wanted to solve all the chaos and went to Chengfu to solemnly propose marriage. He wanted to give her a home without worries... He could tell her that he had also been forced to die and even really wanted to die, but woke up from a coma in the middle of the night and saw his mother kneeling by the bed with tears...
On the one hand, he is a widowed mother who has been a widow for more than 20 years, and on the other hand, he is a woman he fell in love with for a lifetime. How will he... choose? If she were him... how would she choose?
It turns out that even if there is no sword and shadow, a person can succumb...
In this choice, it was not his mother who lost, not her, but...he!
She is still beautiful.
In the night, in the candlelight, she was sad but forced to calm down, which was so beautiful and thrilling. She was full of tears but with a smile on her lips, beautiful and arrogant.
She must not know that when he smiled at her, he was drawing her appearance in his eyes one by one; one knife engraved her marks in the bottom of her heart, deeply rooted...
Farewell today, and there will be no future...
But she rushed over regardless of her daughter's dignity...
At that moment, he wanted to hug her and talk about his thoughts; at that moment, he wanted to leave this heavy fetters and take her hand away from this prosperous but cold place; at that moment, he wanted to take care of her, love her, and give her everything, even if he was just the most ordinary person...
Because she is the goddess in his heart, the fairy in her dream... always!
She should be happy...
And her happiness... has nothing to do with him...
Let's complain. If everything is a mistake from the beginning, then stop it with him.
If the two love last for a long time, how can they be in the morning and evening...
Morning and night is only for him...
Her tears were still left on his fingertips, and he kissed it gently, as if kissing her sad eyes.
Looking at her figure that was about to blur in the night again, she clenched and loosened her palms and sighed softly, "Take care..."
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I'm so happy...
How can you be happy? Strange!
She thought she would be sad, but she didn't want to laugh all the time.
She walked lightly, floated across the countryside, floated into the alley, and floated back to Chengfu.
How can it be so light? It seems to have turned into a shadow.
She looked at the eye shadow with a smile.
The shadow is spread obliquely on the ground, long and short, thick and light, but it has been following himself. Only the shadow in the world is the most faithful and will never betray until death...
Laughter......
Heartbeat...
Isjumping? But it seems that you can't feel its rhythm. Only the roar comes from the chest to the ear, such as dense drums, such as rainstorms, which is exciting and crazy...
Suddenly, a wisp of wind hovered down from the tall magnolia tree and took away a pair of daisies on her temples, but there was a clear sound, sad and sad...
Somehow, the smile suddenly twitched at the corners of her lips, and she couldn't help twitching. Her chest was hot, as if a stream of magma was about to spewed out and swallow her up...
She suddenly picked up her skirt and turned to the sound... Maybe it was just a momentary illusion, but it seemed to tie her and ran straight to the courtyard that was once full of lilacs...
She never knew the direction, but this time she accurately crossed the corridor, as if a god was leading her and calling her... to Zixiangju, Zixiangju...
She swirled to Zixiangju like a gust of wind, but saw the snow-white figure in the courtyard, and her cold eyes reflected the moonlight, as if he knew that she would come, as if he had been staying here, as if he had been waiting for her for a long time...
In this way, he jumped into his arms, and without hesitation, he hugged him tightly, and the magma rolling in his chest seemed to gushe out irresistiblely...
From low sobs to suppressed crying, to biting and beating, it seems that he is the unscending person, as if it is he who should bear these punishments, but there is no time to think about why he has suffered for others...
As soon as he let her rub and pull, he only gently surrounded her, as if these were his fault, as if he was supposed to bear this kind of torture. He was... duty-bound, only... a sigh...
Tired, tired...
Buried in front of his chest, she sobbed and grabbed his skirt with her hand, as if she was afraid that he would fly away. In this way, she really had nothing to rely on.
Everything is gradually quiet, so quiet that you can hear the final hissing of the night insects in the silent autumn.
She raised her eyes dimly, as if she woke up from a dream and found herself relying on a cold and safe embrace. When she raised her face, she could see the man's elegant neck, square chin... full of wrinkled clothes, with mottled tears...
Little by little, I remembered the chaos just now. Suddenly I panicked and wanted to leave, but I found that although this embrace was loose, it was extremely strong. She earned two earns... Maybe she was too weak, maybe she didn't want to leave, so she just made two earns, and she honestly fell on his chest and felt his beautiful hand gently and slowly stroked her long hair.
She seems to be hypnotized by him...
"Why... why..."
She didn't know what to say. Suddenly breaking this silence seemed to break this dream maintained by tacitly, and everything became particularly clear and real.
"Isn't I..." Thinking of the absurdity just now, she suddenly became uncomfortable.
"I'd rather you cry than the silence three years ago..."
His voice seemed to ring from her chest, making her face a little numb.
She didn't dare to look up at him any more. She thought about how to end this embarrassment, but she secretly hoped that it would continue like this. She likes this embrace. But...
"It's time for me to go..." She spit out a faint sentence.
The arm around her stiffened, as if she was a little hesitant, but finally put it down.
A nameless small flame suddenly ignited at the bottom of my heart, and the wind became longer and longer.