Hua Xu Yin: City of Desperate Love

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"Looking for a half-life, the best thing is lost in finding, who will be like I am stupid to this place. Moon Niang, I use half-life, for you, this branch."

He heard her voice, soft, rang in the ear: "Kill me, Rong. Kill me, I will free." Sighted at the end, like a rib Cloth flames, do not move the sound of burning people.

He covered his chest and didn't understand why it would hurt this. The same dream has been done countless times, but it is still not habit.

There is a secretant told him to escape the nightmare, but he has not used it, this is the only way he knows again. In the three years that she died, he didn't dream of her once, and now she was missing in March, and she was in mind that she was still in this day, she got a dream.

He has actually thought that it may, just refuse to believe it. If she is really unnatural, her soul returns to the night, even if she wants to resist him, she should let him see her appearance, not only give him a virtual sound.

Every dream about her, I have never really seen her figure, that is the only reason why he uses her still alive. Convince yourself to believe that these ominous dreams are just too much thinking, not what is true.

It can be different from this night.

In the suffocating dream, he heard the voice, I thought it was like a pain in the chest, but I didn't know why this time, but I didn't wake up.

He looked at his hand, a long knife, palm of the destiny, was cut off, and the marriage line revealed the blurred deep mark.

One, there is no knowing where to float, fall in his hand, who sang a song after the cloud: "The mountain is snowy, the cloud is full, the jun is two unexpected, so he will be divided ..."

He looked up, seeing the snow white, the flowers fall from the sky, swaying, like a wild rain in the wild. In the rain, the purple figure is going to work, and the arms are bending the crowd of Zhu yarn, slender eyebrows, thick black scorpions, crimson lips. The ground on the ground spent the distance from the distance, a blossoming becomes cinnabarous, and when she came to you.

He knows that this is a dream, but he can't help but reach you want to hold her, but she didn't see her body, he turned back in her horror, her back, her back is already so foot, the flower is a shop On a red carpet, a strong distance, she walked over, hung in the late empty palace light, a light. He finally saw the end of the sidewalk, the three golden characters of the Zhaining hall made a little faint light in the darkness of the palace lamp, the first two cherry trees in the temple were full of flowers, and the fire is generally strong, and the big door of Zhu is open. Display the high red lanterns in the middle of the hospital, and everywhere.

He remembered this night, should be her married to Rong. At that time, she didn't understand, and the hand sent her to another man, and those who were similar to pain, he thought it was just not used to.

It is too difficult to describe the emotions of the brother. She is a knife who created by him, is the closest person. No one is like her, everything is his taught, step by step, according to his willingness to grow his expectation.

Looking at the green and innocent of the woman, it turned into a cold-blooded killer on the day, sometimes he would miss her from a simple appearance, but if they choose one, he would rather seeing her is a comfortable home. The best knife, your own most proud work.

Her affection did not understand, but he can't fall in love with her, there are a lot of pillows, but the best knife is only one, this forging is so hard, he can't destroy her casually.

He has already started to plan, next time, if she puff him into his embrace, he must push her open. He never thought that he was the unbearable person. When her arm louned his neck, the sweet and cold moon saved him without resistance, always think about the next time, next time ...

The gamquet appeared at that time. As a bright appearance with her, laughing is innocent, just like she has not become a killer before the age of sixteen, and it is particularly regardless.

In the first part, I saw Jinjian, and he was a long-lasting emotion for a long time. Some people can fall in love with some people can't fall in love. He looked at the frowning Jam in Ziyanghua, telling yourself, this is a safe, a woman who can fall in love with. At that time, he didn't think about it. He has seen so many so-called innocent women, why only Jin Xia makes him feel fell in love with.

Hao Ge didn't understand, thinking that he really fell in love with Jin Xiao, even he thought it would like. This is the most thorough empathy in the world. All emotions of the brothers are transplanted to the Jam, and then tell themselves again once again, and this smile is really a girl, and it is true that I really want to cherish it.

But I saw the half of the golden gold, the truth, the truth, and he was a day, but he was more annoyed than a day. He always grabbed her eyes and fleeting. How hard is it to take a woman from your own feelings?

He has never believes in a hard heart. The person he loves, the person who wants to marry is a gran, that is a woman with her complete, her laugh is too fake, the sex is too embarrassing, the heart is too embarrassing, and the means is too poisonous, forced my eyes only to see her. Those who are not good, not sweet enough, this date, the psychological implies of the day, let him hate the look of her knife.

Until that day, he personally sent her into Zheng Quan and sent it to another man. He caught his emotions as before, because he cherished her as a knife, it was easy to move. After that happened, he had a difficult thinking in the in-depth bureau, and he had forgotten it. A knife is not born in order to give people.

He thought that he was more cherished, but he didn't remember the initial initial, he added to the Gran blue eye.

On the day of I am, it is the big marriage of Jam.

That day he went to the Qingchi to visit the gamquet, but he saw the broken porcelain that she became a few white glaze. Hearing his footsteps, she slowly looked up, the same face paper like the same brother was white, but the corner of the eye was like flowing through tears.

When I was approaching, she held the finger of the porcelain had been cut out of the mouth, he frowned to open, but she was too smile, put a piece of cup of thick porcelain in front of him: "This is my sister sent Your birthday gift. "If you stop pushing the door. He stunned, slightly bowed, and his eyes turned to the bottom of the hidden fragments, it was a less normal circle, but it could clearly see the letter.

His name and birthday. He didn't know why the hand stretched out, touched the bottom of the letter, actually took a porcelain to move a few inches. His 24-year-old birthday, he remembers that she had a thousand miles from Zhao Guo, but she saw her sister in his pregnancy. At that time, she fell down a black bundle ... Every detail, he remembers that clear.

I can't think about those things that I don't want to think, one scene is full of floating, regarding her, no matter how denied, he always remembers clear, clearly disorder, so he doesn't want to think about her.

I can look at this Qingchi, where she lived in front, the beast leg table next to the bamboo lamp is her knife, the rigmat chair in front of the desk is her reading, and the blame of the screen is her rest. Where is her shadow everywhere.

Can now. She is not there.

He never thought that her is what he is, but it is awkward. Maybe I got her and raised her to sixteen years old. She became part of his body, like his two hands, when she is around him, I don't think there is anything, and once she is not in the body. beside. Just as suddenly slashing the arm.

He held the porcelain, sharp lack of his sharp, and the blood of his palms, blood stains in white glaze, like a few red plums on the special purpose. Like all exhaust, he holds her back of the flowers that are still sitting often. There will never appear here, and she is with cool and nice laughter, which still stays in the warm eye waves on him. Nothing.

Now in this ridiculous dream, she took a step by step by step by step, and he was given to him. He wanted to open, I want to call her, even chasing her, but it is like who is tight and holding the throat, can't talk.

In front of the Qianshi Gate, he saw that he saw that she lifted the skirt and flying to him, and Zhu Hong's Sharo slipped her arm. It was blown up by the wind, and the stunned palace lamp was extinguished. They are closely embodied in the red dragonflies of the crim. The big brunette red stabbed his eyes, he closed his eyes closely. The ear suddenly heard a wave of light: "Your Majesty, Her Majesty?"

He woke up in his dreams, and the temple is a long-term color, and the waiter got a light, the lonely candlewept cast his shadow on the bed account. In the cool temple, the body is the dragon bed that is lying. He rely on the bed, grab the thunder of the brain, this dragon bed, whether they have also been embracing in it, As he saw in the dream?

Familiarity and anger hit the heart, these things have been intermittently torture themselves for five years. Everything is he contributed, thousands of times regrets, and if you can't change everything, she will decide what he is about.

There is no reason to use it from bullying, March, when he took away the crazy brother, the little girl wearing a mask told him that if she woke up, the first thing to do is afraid of it is Jinghou martyrdom. Hand up your forehead, he smiled gently: "Moon mother, you are not there." The damask is scattered by a wet.

Four points, there is a piano sound from the cool temple. The next day, Pinghou moved his bed out of the cool temple, and a big lock will be sealed. The days of Pinghou, this has never opened the Wang Temple who lives in Zheng Wang. The legend is the residence left by Pinghou, if she returns in her soul, not to find a place to live.

Hua Tuo

Hua Tuo is in a hurry, chaos. The strings are shocked on the Kyushujiao, silent.

This is a story that happened in the chaos.

On the day of the city, the Gong Gong Ye is in the country, relying on the death of the squad.

When she bounces away, she will live and die, and I can explore the dream and memories.

In the score of illusion, it is the bitterness and bitterness of the human world. And her Chen Guizi who died in her country was once in the illusion, the identity is two, and the edge is also two.

Clear Hua Yan, can you let everyone chase the old days, no longer sad? I can't grow up like a princess, but I died like a princess.

Ye Wei