A Lady’s Tranquility

Zhang Sang is halfway to find something disappeared.

Just after he hit Jiang Xue Ning, it was not true, and he couldn't stand it. At the beginning, it was lost in the road to returning, or lost in Wangfu, Linyi.

So it is repeated.

There is no ginger in the garden, and there is no empty thing in the gazebo, only two servants have a wolf cup left in the boove.

Seeing that Zhang Yun and returned, the previous serving attendance was a little impression on him, and I came to bend a gift. I took the initiative to ask: "Zhang Dab, what happened, but what is it?"

Zhang Yings: "Can I have seen a tip?"

When the waiter was suddenly: "Is it a silver pattern of silver?"

Zhang Shing said: "Have you seen it?"

The attendant hopped from even, but it became a little strange. I also took a few points in my feelings. He hesitated a moment. "See it, but the time is waiting here to pack it, I saw Jiang Jinglang The family is here, it is holding a kit, and something like you are looking for. On her face ... The little people did not dare to ask more. "

"..."

Zhang Jingli is in the order, he is embarrassed.

There is no topless waist, some empty.

The waiter felt that the look of this young court fell in front of him, actually a moment to overlap with him the ginger two previously seen, is a strange, swaying, like a dark water, there is a mirror Let the lights on the refraction look dim.

After a long time, Zhang Zhan is open.

He asked: "Is Jiang Er girl gone?"

The servant is a little bit: "Yes, it seems that you have returned to Ginger."

Zhang San is slightly closed, and the silence is "thank you".

The attendant is doubtful, but I don't dare to ask.

Again, look up, I have seen this adult, and the park is going to go out, and the warmth of the warmth is drunken. The back is gradually incorrectly at the end of the laminated gallery, but it seems to be in the cold autumn cream. in.

I have a rain under the day before, and I floked it in the floating dust over the capital, and the road on the long street was also washed a clean.

The car is getting more.

So the sound of the foot step on the road is clear, empty, cold. Zhang Shu's brain sea seems to think, but it seems that I didn't want anything.

The place where he lived is quite a distance from the Wang Gong's house. After this inch, the high level of the pavilion in both sides is low, and there is a little laughing and selling.

I accidentally hit the middle teapot this morning, and my mother came back to remember to buy a new one.

Zhang San is in the middle of the night, and the tea set of simple Xing Kai white porcelain is selected, but the treasurer of the porcelae is accompanied by an Yabo.

"Qinggu wine, drunken towns, glaze, bright thin," Zhou Bo's plum bottle fragmented, I found a lot of skillful craftsman, pour, but I can only stop here. "

"The far view is not different from the new bottle."

"You can not reward. You view this neck, the fine seam is hidden, and the skill will be able to take the world, and it is difficult to fill out the old traces. After all, it is broken, your love is loved, Pay carefully, otherwise it is a bit bumper to have a scaffold, and it is not comparable to the nun. "

"Ugh……"

......

Zhang Sanghat is looking away, a feet of plum bottle is standing, the sky is like a jade, the fetus is delicate, this is the beauty of Tiancheng. There is a subtle crack on it, but it has been replaced after a repair, but it is always difficult to remove the scar.

The front of the counter glanced at him: "The son also wants to buy a plum bottle? This store has everything, do you look at?"

Zhang smashing slowly, said: "No need."

Silver money, took a tea set home.

Zhang Mu knows that he has come to a ban in today, afraid that he is not allowed to have the entertainment, drink more wine, so preparing a waken soup hot, see him, just give him a drink.

Zhang smoked his heart.

After a moment, he even felt that the end is still, but it is still a voice, and the Jiang's Road: "It is late, let the mother hang. Your body is not good, you still sleep."

How to say that it is also a big son, and Jiang's can see himself. Even a few days, he all made late, and there was no completion in the official government in the Tuen Mun. If it is indeed, it is more complicated, but it can be seen in his appearance but it seems to be unwilling to do. I want to think that it is more like this.

But he is very ideaful to your nose, what is buried in the heart.

Chiang's is unknown to him. If you don't have something wrong, you will not say that he asked him, and you will not ask, just say: "It is your father that you have not you, he knows about it. You, the mother is only looking forward to you, and if you encounter a favorite girl into a home, it will be good. As for the rich, good, although it is good, you have to chase, you have to go, but I have a very good. tired."

Zhang covers no explanation.

Jiang's sighed and retired from this ordinary study. He also slept early and then put the door.

There are many volumes in the Criminal Department to be brought back by him.

Today is high tall.

On the edge of the light, the flames of the lights are gently shaken, and the line of ink is lying on the paper, but it can't go to the bottom.

Zhang smashing this light, move the lamp.

So the words on the paper are also dark.

He sat behind the table, like the ink in the case, the ink, which was gradually dried up, and did not move one.

The sky in the early summer came very early.

The sound of the city well is huily.

Jiang's early wake up to cook the porridge, thinking that Zhang Sang and past days were not bright, and it was intended to clean up the room before the weather was hot. Who once thought that his bed, he put his hand and opened his hand. The inside bed is completely uniform, and it is clear that no one sleeps last night.

Take another look, the book door is closed.

The sky is not bright, and there is still a little light from it.

She hesitated, and he was in front of the door: "Don't go to the top today?"

The body that was sitting after sitting in the case was soft, like it was finally pulled back from a certain dark and cold, but it was slowly said: "Today is not going."

The Dupu is a big day, he has never delayed it.

Yesterday, I didn't say today's fake.

Jiang's hurt, half-embarrassing, then he said: "Then I went to the city to buy some food, wait for breakfast and go to the door."

She picked up something out and took a small basket of bamboo.

The market in the morning is a lively.

Pick a two-pound of black squid, bought some tender ginger, chives, leeks, and fresh tofu, and finally choose a good lax, put into the bamboo basket, go home.

When I went to the market, I was still on the sky.

When I came back, the morning light was already ignorant.

Just when Jiang has turned that the familiar alley, when I saw my home, I suddenly found the steps of moss, I was standing with a young girl. I wore a moon white sleeves to stay in a skirt, and the skin is facing the sky, the skin is pale in the morning, slightly lifting the head, and seems to have a bit of a mottled wooden door.

This big morning ...

Jiang had hesitated, walked over, smiled and asked: "What kind of person is it looking for?"

Jiang Xining went back to his head and found that he had been standing for a long time.

She saw Chiang's, a woman who was very similar, and she raised her son to grow up. She left a deeper trace of her peers, two frosted white, wrinkles.

In the bamboo basket, it is a fresh dish who just bought it.

At this time, I will look at myself with a bit concern, and I am very compassionate.

He should hate himself.

There is only one household in the depths of this alley. Jiang Xining has guess the identity of this woman. In the bottom of the heart, such as the hot springs generally turns, and barely laugh, tears are still going down.

She said: "Excuse me, is this a big man in the Ministry?"

It's just to find your own wood son.

Jiang's girl saw such a day, like a beautiful girl, all did not go to Zhang, it was obvious that she didn't have two words first, and she remembered that Zhang Yin was unusual, I was unusual. That kid, , don't provoke people, the girl is hurt again?

During the Henan, it was okay, and I didn't learn it in Beijing!

If he really does something rational, seeing her not to ask a family law, and he is a meal for him!

"Yes, yes, here is it." Jiang has no hand, busy. "He didn't go to the DPRK today, it is in the study, you will ask him first!"

She opened the door before, please ginger Snow Ning.

Then, even the bamboo baskets in the hand were forgotten, and I was going to knock the door that didn't open the night and let Zhang cover it out.

Didn't think, I haven't waited for her to go on the stairs, the original closed door is turned out.

Zhang shackles with the door and stand in the door.

The blue robe of the ink is hanging on him. Although it is still straight, it gives people a sense of silence. He quietly looked at Jiang Xue Ning in this shax in this shackle, and he had been a long time. "Jiang Er girl, please come."

Jiang Xining also looked at him halfway and went to the steps.

When I got the door, I gave it to Zhang.

She entered the house.

Zhang smashed the same sentence with Jiang Shi, returned to the door.

Two people who have not slept, sit down on face.

Tea is a tea last night, it is already cold.

On the case of the volume, the end of the lights in the lights is full of daunting. From the east, the sun is scattered on the low paint case from the east, obliquely on the window, scattered a bit of cold.

Jiang Xining looked at him.

Zhang cover is low.

She gently said: "Today, this morning, Zhang Dawei is at home, as if I know I will come, is it waiting for me?"

Zhang Sailing is silent.

Jiang Xining handed over the knee, quiet, laughing, laughing: "I thought that the white belongs to Zhang Daban, Zhang Daban said that she has been there. I am awkward, I don't care, I don't care. I have forgot to ask. I don't know who the girl is interested in. Who is it? "

The palm under Zhang Youth is quietly gripped.

He said: "Beijing people, very common people."

Zhang Sang also lies, will also be lie.

Jiang Xiangning blinked and asked: "Zhang Dab is so long soon, and he is immersed in this person. Although it is a common people, you can think that it is very bad, and the temperament is on me?"

Zhang blossamed halfway: "Jiang Ersi girl is impeccable, just in the bottom of the cold, I don't dare to live for life. She can't be more than the girl, the temperament is not excellent, just ..."

Jiang Xi Ning asked: "What is just?"

Zhang Sang finally looked at her, restraint and patience, but the heart was extremely desolate, looking at her pupil, it seems that I want to say that this is my heart, slowly: "I just love her."

Jiang Xining laughed from the spot: "What is her name?"

Zhang smashing is silent.

Jiang Xining suddenly hated him, even the false smile didn't help: only hidden the sleeves for a long time, and also read a night, the sheets were gently placed, and the thin paper sheet was pressed. On the tip, Tao: "Zhang Daren can't say, I will tell you good?"

Zhang blocked his eyes.

Jiang Xining, a word, nearly, red eyes to him: "The person you like is not as good, it is not good, it is not a good person - she surnamed Jiang, called Jiang Xianning!"

I will put my heart to the Moon.

On the paper, the rare ink, has been infiltrated, but it is not old.

The heart of the blades is thousands of holes.

Jiang Xining asked: "How can you say that I don't like me, how do you dare to say that I don't like me?"

Zhang shaded to think of the last life.

Fresh her, Mingyan, Zhang Yang, she is embarrassed. At that time, he couldn't restrain the heart, and wanted to be close to her. Can eventually ...

Yushan is tilted, and the brocade is broken.

The heart in his chest is like a sharp speech by her sharp, and blood is picking up in the knife tip, and thousands of hardships to the throat, and then go back. It is sour and ostrich.

The plum bottle is broken.

He looked at her, as if he hoped to this life, finally still dumb, she sounded her: "Niang Niang ..."

Mate.

How can this person in front of you? How can she call her ""?

Jiang Xining first felt a confused, and then slut. The two words that sound vibrant passed from her ear to my heart. The Zhangzhan in front of him was gently shaking, and the sunlight came in. It seems that there is a fog from fog, so that everything has become ambiguous, even rumble.

She shook her head under her consciousness.

how could be?

It must be wrong ...

I have a sound inside, but it is cold and cold. I know, you should know! How long have you been in this world, he is a seriousness of you, but also likes you, but also hitting you? You have not heard it!

The pain of a cone, bind her with endless embarrassment, let her sleep.

At this moment, everything else.

Like there is a high mountain, the deep abyss, crushed her, she fell, she couldn't bear it, buried her head and smashing his face, and couldn't cry.

Zhang smoked his words, I only felt that I was like the cruel scorpion, defeating her last line.

Various collection of past life is like a torrent.

He half slammed on her side, and the throat was slightly scruled. Finally, he still allowed himself to be in the moment, gently put her into the arms, said: "It's not good, it's not good ..."

She cried: "You didn't tell me, you lie to me ..."

Zhang Sang said: "It is a minister to lie to you."

Jiang Xian Ning hates himself, recalling the previous question, only I feel ridiculous. Where did she match?

Her tears have dropped in a Zhanghao chest, wet his clothes, immerse him inside, and make him confirm that it really shouldn't tell her: "The Niang, the minister is also afraid. I am afraid you know, your eyes This is a Zhangying of the last life. "

Once you know, the past is coming, and you will have an infinite.

She is free to pay for the premises.

But this is enough, it is enough to crush a person who has gradually thrown the past. Everyone in which she encounters is a new person, only him is her old stove. And too heavy passing gully, even if the two people want to fill, how can I get the new?

That is alive, how tired?

When she is in front of him, she is not like real her.