Hua Xu Yin: City of Desperate Love

I stunned, the reaction he was talking about, the whole body was stiff, the hand can earn slightly, and he holds back: "It's my fault, shouldn't put you alone in the inn."

I don't want to think about it: "You can't blame you ..."

He added: "I know that you are so stupid, it's not good, it is easy to believe in people."

"... you are enough." I looked at him in anger. "It is actually you ..."

He was interrupted by him: "I like you."

The huge contrast before and after got my gods to collapse.

The hand is shivering slightly.

It's so nice words, this is a good thing, this must be a dream. Almost instinctively closed eyes, four sorrows, only heard the rain outside the window.

Sure enough, I don't always hear such a story. Whoever thinks about the nostalgia in the sky, it is full of joy, who knows that the chicken is not a dream, frustrated.

The window sounded, I was shocked, I opened my eyes without psychological, I saw a wet sparrow, and I turned on the ground. In front of nervously, the eye is a little bit to the bed, first into the purpose is a pair of shoes, and then move again, Muru, cry, I can't look at me: "I am waiting for your answer, you close your eyes What do you mean to sleep? "

It is true.

I bite the tongue and knotted Parbani: "What answer?"

He opened my hand from the quilt, holding in the hand, the face is a consistent look, slightly smiling, seeing my eyes: "I like you, my, do you like me?"

I looked at him in a blank head, I heard my voice calm: "Do you like it, is it like like your sister? If you like, I like it like my brother. You. "But I don't know what I am talking about.

He took me out of the quilt, and I lost my head slightly, so it was relative. He looked hard, a word, one meal: "Do you think what kind of feelings do you have? I have said, I will have a lot of benefits. If I only marry you alone, you May I not marry me? "

I saw the cold fragrance of Bai Mei, woven into a white yarn, gradually rising in this ice cold rain, gathering the whole hall. In fact, it is an illusion. But the night of the star, I first saw him first, just like a white plum in the mountains in the mountains. His mouth hangs like this, watching me quietly.

The wind is filled in the window hit by the sparrow, and the purple flower tree outside the window sways the flowers branches, the purple flowers make a dark light in the night.

God can let us meet again, it is already the greatest well-being, I am fantasy in my heart, I will like me, I have never think this will be true, never. He asked me that I would like to be unwilling, how can I not want it?

I, I can't even be alone.

I really want to hug him, but I don't dare.

The living person and death people are impossible, but I am too attached. This is my favorite person in the world. I can't hide him at my heart. I want to protect him and never want to hurt him.

It is the easiest thing to nod, if one day, let him understand that the girl is a dead person, what should he do? What should I do?

Just like a lifetime, I took the courage to hold his fingers and put it in the nose. His look is inexplicable, but I don't dare to look at the expression that he will follow, endure the sour tremuli in his heart: "I feel ...? Museum, I have no breathing."

The fingers of the nose are toned. To say that, it seems that everything can be frank: "You are surprised. I am not afraid of pain." I bitten my lips, I have to break the throat, because I feel at all I don't even have a pain, I can't smell the so-called fragrant, and I can't taste some of the treasures that are praised in the restaurant. I seem to like to eat emerald crystal shrimp dumplings. In fact, it is like chew wax, it is, I used to eat it before.

Looking up with your hands, blindfold, tears start down, everything is finished. Keep up with the bed, like a unique buoy, you are in the unique sky: "You said that you want to marry me, I am willing to have to, can you, can you dare?" Everything is over.

For a long time, his cold finger paused at my auricle, and the mask stuck in the silver foil was slowly climbed. I am waiting for him to cover up the silver foil of my eyebrows.

When the mask is revealed, but I don't dare to open my eyes. He must see that I am dead and pale, I must see the long scar on my forehead. This grunge, the girl who is free from the edge of the dead, how do he think of me?

I have heard of a story, telling a puppet in love with my own owner, and under the context of the mirror, it has become a model of the human woman, married to her own heart, and the secrets of the end of the dead. After the magic disappears, the owner was scared by the puppered prototype, and this only won the awareness of the puppets, and she was able to dismal myself with a sharp knife.

At this time, I am like the limb to solve my puppet. Her owner saw that she was afraid, but she didn't know that she was more afraid than him.

The hand in the eyebrows slowly bypass the forehead, and the left ear is the place where the scar grows. I don't want him to notice. His hand stops there, blocks my last thing to break the courage of the boat, can't say "You and I am in this life, I don't meet again", the common gorgeous words in Junyi novels.

The hair is opened. In the sound of the window, he lightly said: "Ah, open your eyes, look at me."

I am nervously holding the sleeves, I feel that I can't refuse him, and I will see what I don't want to see again. After all, the emotional defeat will win, , , , , is not like a disgust, more like a war that is not sure, is almost rigorous.

I stayed at him.

His micro-crumpled eyebrows, pulled me closer: "These things, you can tell me yourself, I am very happy."

I looked up the scar of the left hand to cover the amount: "You, are you not afraid?"

He shook his head, like what's funny: "Why is it afraid?"

How can I not be afraid, sometimes I have a night, I think of myself, I can't help but feel horrible, even myself, he actually accepted this quietly.

In the opposite bronze mirror, the little girl was reflected in the forehead, I hid the body to the shadow, bitter: "I am completely different from the people who live alive, and you see it, I am a ugly."

He pulled me from the shadow, and I really got me carefully. When I was watching, I was immersed in the cold pool after burning. I turned the head in the two days of the ice and fire, he took the body, won the arm holding the forehead, holding the forehead: "Why do you feel that you are ugly eight strange, if you have a nameless world ..."

When he said, he looked down and loudly. It seems to be self-speaking. "I have thought about it." But I didn't come. "When I looked up, my right hand stuck the ugly scar at the forehead." I can predict us ... "But it didn't tell these words. I don't know what he wants to say, only in love, is something I can't understand.

His hand stopped on my cheek: "Happy, this small scar does not lose your beauty, you are the best girl I have ever seen." The thumb swept the tearful stains and looked at me seriously. " "Those things have me, you just need to work hard before I find a way, can you do?" Except for nodding, do not make extra action. If this is a dream, it is best not to wake up for a lifetime.

Just when I nodded, the jade hook the clouds was laid on the neck. The sheep fat white jade issued a full-runte light, he ended the masterpiece of my chest, the corner of the mouth told enough to smile: "This is hiring, I gave you the most important thing for my mother, you have to give What? "

I don't know what to give him, find all the whole body, turn out all the things, there is a half bottle of the plaster, there is a small tiger that is coming from him, there is a haired half of his back Small, there is also a special bought to him, but it has not been able to send the white jade.

He watched me curious: "This is ..."

I pushed these things in front of him: "You, you are just chose." I didn't have money, I can't afford to have a heavy good thing, I just hope that these gates are the same, even what he will like. .

He saw me for a while, picking up the white jade: "Do you paint the painting, is it for buying this scorpion?"

I am embarrassed to have a little bit, a bit embarrassed and explained: "I heard that this jade is ancient jade, there is two hundred years of history, the carving is also, what is the name of the boss Be sure to have three hundred gold baht ... "

I haven't finished it, I saw the candlelight slightly, he came to kiss my lips without signing. It can feel warm and hot in cheeks. I stayed at him, I don't know if all girls like this moment will close their eyes. This person is close at hand, he has long eyelashes, and the corner is implied. I am useless, I will not even kiss, but he is patient and induces me to open the lips, so that he is gentle sucking. Think of this peak back to the road, the corner is sour, the tears can't help but fall.

He arrived at my forehead and reached his hand and laughed softly: "Love to cry."

I squatted in front of him, grabbed his neck sobbing: "I am not a cry."

His hand is chaos my hair: "Oh? What is the big truth, talk?"

I left him: "Ok, I love to cry. But, cry is not a shame. I think tears are things that don't need to have to bear in the world. Sometimes I want to hold back, let others think I think Very strong, but when I can't help, I will not bear it, because later I understand that it is only a kind of inner, love is not strong, after crying, I can stand up, I can clearly understand what kind of road, What kind of thing, I have to do this. You think, if you cry can't cry, what is the fear and worrying to use what to prove, I am still alive, how to prove "

The candlefire reflected in the darkness of the deep sea, and there is a starlight falling, and the windows are no sound.

For a long time, he will take me into your arms: "At that, you can cry for me later."

I am squatting in his shoulder, like a huge illusion, that is my heart, it is my Hua Wei. His dark silk passed through my cheek, a small tree got up from the bottom of the heart, opened a tree sparkling flower, and the shadow of the shadow was put on the colored bed, full of my eyes.