282 Sleepless at night3

So many years have passed, and the snowy night seems to be a dream that can never wake up. As long as he closes his eyes, he will float on the falling flowers in the sky.

That night, he held her in his arms for the first time; that night, he kissed a woman for the first time, a beloved woman, a woman he had missed for three years; that night, as if all the waiting had returned; that night, the fragrance overflowed and the flowers fell to the world...

Too much for the first time, but it was like flying flowers and snow, and there were only tassels flashing and shining, shaking the shock and anger that suddenly appeared in front of the fested arms, and shaking the heartbreak and pain when I saw her pale and haggard face...

The streamer is shattered, and the thoughts are like stars.

He is not a good person. He even felt that something was mixed with a little falsehood once he said it. If it hadn't been for that accident, he would never have let her know that he had bought almost all her knitting products in those two difficult years. Strangely, he hid in a hidden place to see her busy. How he hoped to see her for a while, even from a distance, but he didn't want her to be more wind and sun and risky. Such a contradiction made it difficult for him to understand... In this way, he only did it silently and waited silently. He once thought that if he really couldn't wait, he might as well return this hairpin to her... What could be more clear about his mind than this?

I just didn't think that that person would appear... Now, does he still have a chance to pin this string of tassels on her bun?

He looked at her trembling, watched her shed tears, and heard her say that the child was her and him... With just one sentence, he knew that he was hopeless. If she really let go of that person in her heart, why should she tell such a lie? At that moment, Gu Haoxuan was not the only one with a white face as paper?

Although the Meilin is well opened, now I don't know why the clouds and beautiful clouds are blooming?

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Sleepless at night.

Yuer turned over and muttered in a daze, "Why are you crying today?"

The child didn't sleep well all night and only tossed this sentence back and forth.

Bitong helped her tuck up the quilt, looked out of the window at the strange ink black before the dawn, and asked to herself, "Which one do you like, Uncle Bai Xue or Uncle Beard?"

"I like it all." Yu'er actually replied in her dream.

"What if you only choose one?"

Yu'er was silent for a long time and probably thought about this problem, but after a while, she breathed softly.

The child actually fell asleep.

If only it could be as simple as a child, the girl doesn't have to be so annoyed. It must be difficult for her to fall asleep all night, but she can't help with anything. This kind of thing needs to be decided by the girl herself. Anyway, if it were her, which one would she choose?

One is the nobles of heaven, dragons and phoenixes, and they are clear and come out of the dust. Although he is indifferent, he really has a deep affection for the girl. For twelve years, I have never seen him look at that woman more, as if only the girl is born in the world, and this flower is only born for him. Whenever a girl is in trouble, he will appear as soon as possible. Sometimes she really suspects that he has the divine power of an uncertain prophet, just waiting there.

There are many such things, and she will inevitably guess whether it is his credit for the girl's success. Of course, he is a human, not a god, but even if he is a man, the girl will be happy with him. He will take good care of the girl and won't let her shed a tear or hurt her heart.

He is so powerful that there are countless people who admire him, but only to the girl... She found that the chill on his body will gradually fade when he faces the girl, and... The girl should also find that he only smiles at her, smiling so softly, as if the girl is the sun in his life. Light.

To be honest, among so many people who are interested in the girl, she is the most optimistic about him, and she feels that the girl also trusts him. If Gu Sanxian doesn't suddenly appear today...

It's really strange. Originally, everything was developing well, but Gu Sanxian suddenly jumped out and jumped out just right. Why is it so coincidental? Is it God's will? If so, she really wanted to quarrel with God, but she could only shout and tell her hardships since she was driven away by him. He actually cried, which made her at a loss.

If his ruthlessness is removed, he is not without advantages. In terms of appearance, although it is not as extraordinary as the king of Guangling, it is also elegant and handsome, especially a pair of smiling eyes. I don't know how many women have been fascinated, and the name of the son of the lieutenant is not small... Of course, this is not the most important, the key is the heart of the girl.

If he is not sincere to the girl, she doesn't think so. When the girl fell into the ice cellar, he was nervous, regardless of his serious injury and warmed up for the girl. Chengmen Lixue's earnestness, the persistence of fishing for purple pearls in the storm, and listening to others come back from the court and asking the emperor to marry him regardless of his safety... However, every bit of his sincerity seemed to be a hidden calculation. She has been worried about this since he began to pay attention to the girl, but the girl singled him.

In those two years, she also felt that the girl's vision was good. He was really gentle and considerate to the girl, but later... On that day, he was determined that the girl was heartless. If it hadn't been for him, the girl wouldn't have... Thanks to the king of Guangling even invited the famous doctors living in seclusion in the mountains, the girl didn't fall ill. Now that the girl is well, he Baba came here again, do you want to do it again?

But he actually... His haggardness is obvious. Is it really regretful? However, on that day, his words were like knives and sounded on the ground. He wanted to break up with the girl, which was like a demon possessed... Isn't he amnesia?

Even if he loses his memory, she won't, let alone the girl! It's just the girl's attitude today... The girl is soft-hearted, nostalgic, and she can't sleep now.

On the one hand, it is affectionate and never gives up, and on the other hand, it is three years of joys and night, sharing joys and sorrows...

Which one will you choose?

She yawned.

A glimmer of light has passed through the window.

Alas, it seems that those two men have to fight for it by themselves... Er, which side should she put the treasure on?

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But it seems that she is wrong. For three days, the two men have disappeared. What's the matter?

The girl was very calm. Except for the first day, she got up early and hung a black circle under her eyes. Her face was calm these two days. However, near the end of the year, it was the critical moment for the shipment of peonies, and she had no time to be distracted for the time being.

Soon, 50 pots of peony flowers were sold out, and only the pot of seven-color peonies was left.

Without the company of the flowers, the bright color also looks a little dim. It stands alone in the flower room, half hanging a charming crown, as if meditating.

Cheng Xueyan lost her mind for a moment and closed the door.

"Xue Yan..."

A strange cry suddenly sounded above my head.

She looked up for a moment and said in shock, "Golden mouth?"

When Jinkou heard the call, he immediately flapped his wings and landed on her shoulder, with his little head close to her face, making a purring sound of flattery like a cat.

"Aren't you missing? When did you come back? Why are you here?

Before the voice fell, there was a knock on the door.

"Who?"

"Buy peony flowers." It's a male voice.

She frowned slightly. Because she and Bitong are the only single women in the courtyard to take care of a child. In order to ensure their safety, the flowers are moved to the market to hire people to sell. How can anyone come to this?

She hurried to the wall, picked up the wood and threw it in the next yard.

After a while, I heard the Jiang's door ring, and Bitong's fine footsteps moved out... It seemed to be a scream, but it returned to silence. After a long time, Fang hesitated to knock on the door and said timidly, "Girl, I'm here to buy flowers..."

Isn't Bitong taken hostage? For a while, my back sweated coldly, and I hurriedly entered the house to find a kitchen knife... I just hated that there was no phone and 110 in ancient times!

When he slowly moved to the door, he was already sweating all over, and the knife handle was squeaking in his hand.

She took a deep breath, stabilized her spirit, grabbed her hand tremblingly, clenched her teeth, and pulled unexpectedly...

"...Madam?!"

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The candlelight was dim, and a piece of clothing spread out on the table was hazy.

Cheng Xueyan has been looking at it motionless all afternoon, but the scattered traces on it that have turned dark brown for a long time are still as shocking as when she first saw it.

How could this happen?

"...My son knows that he will not come to talk to you about this, because he will be in great pain as long as you hurt a little. I think the only thing I have done right since you were together is to put away this dress. I know that once he wakes up, he will definitely look for you, and you will definitely refuse to forgive him, and he won't explain a word. Which one is painful to delay? If you still have feelings for each other, won't you have wasted your life? Of course, everything may change in three years, but Haoxuan's heart has not changed, and I can't bear him suffering like this. I took the liberty to come here today and just want to tell you the truth... In fact, even if he is gone, I will find you and tell you everything, although Haoxuan doesn't want me to do this. Of course, I don't want you to be embarrassed, after all... Alas, it's just a thing on my mind..."

"Pa", a spark burst out of the candle heart, interrupting her mind, and the fireworks-like blood stains jumped into her eyes again.

"Fool."

It refers to gently brushing the already stiff dark brown.

"Liar!"

Tears dripped on the dry blood stains, like dewdrops blooming on lotus leaves, shaking slightly and slowly seeping into a little wet marks.

Why didn't she think that he had always been a liar!

"Why didn't you tell me? Why?"

She always thought that she cared about him, cared about him, and did everything for him, but why was she unaware of his injury? Did he cover it up too well?