Hua Xu Yin: City of Desperate Love

Under the help of Junyi, I finished a rich meal. In fact, he just finished the way to the fire, from the cutting vegetables' pot to the disc, all my pro-pro, just the knife method, accident, accidental cut Two hands, frying, the oil was scalled on the back of the hand.

Although it is a bit pain, the feeling of the fingertips clearly passes to the mind is, it is very much, it is really: I haven't hurt too long. Jun said for a long time, Murray still did not return to the inn, the kitchen also had a firewood, enough to be hot enough, I was hot, I was waiting for him on the table. Waiting for it, go to sleep. .. ...... . .. . .. .

Since the beginning of his dream, he took the mask, and he didn't want to see it. Just like a reality, he did not wear a mask. Just see me waking up, slightly retreat, black scorpion is quiet as water: "So late, why don't you go back to sleep, what to do here?"

If you are in front, I will definitely focus on him: "You know so late!"

But now I know that it is also a kind of spoiled, not everyone can talk to him, and the hand has been in a while, and the spirit is coming to reveal him a big smile: "I am waiting for you to have dinner. "

He looked at the meals on the eye: "I ..."

I have a jump in my heart, I have to break his words: "Even if I have eaten it outside, I will eat a little bit. I have been doing it for a long time ..." I haven't finished thinking that these dishes are cool, just a joyband I yelried through the lobby, hurrying, the first big bowl of soup is doing the longest, "Feed Xiao Di ..."

I don't me me, I have already told the chopsticks, and the bamboo chopsticks in the hands are extension to the middle. The jade crystal shrimp and dumplings, look up: "I haven't eaten, eat it together."

I stunned: "Do you like to eat?"

He carefully detailed the dumplings in detail, it seems that I am thinking about it, I will answer me for a while: "I have a bit of a mouthful, I can't remember, this is your own bag?"

I greeted the head, I would like to see what expression he is eating. I am a little idea of ​​the so-called unity, but I don't know what is impressed, I should not be about me. If Hua Wei is so easy to see, it is not worthy of the final song of life.

After eating a dumplings, he put down the bamboo chopsticks to drink the tea, the lips hit: "The taste is good, you can't see it, you will be a dish."

While the glazing of the candle, I supported the lick to him: "Well, I will be a dish. Then you ... have you become like me?"

He stopped the movement of tea, the smile gradually scattered, and the eye angle was scanned in my bag, and I replied: "What happened to your finger?"

My calmly hidden behind: "No." He asked me before, I would like to have this sentence. I will not only try to add oil, but may make him feel that I am particularly fascinating. It is too wisdom that I will be cooked, if I still admit that my hand is being injured, I can only sigh, and the fish and bear's paw are unable to work.

He hit me from the head to the foot, obviously did not believe: "How is it?"

I opened a mouth, I can't think of more useful excuses, half a day, said: "... Bao is playing."

He launched my hand without moving, and easily remove the package of gauze in the outermost, and waited for the wound! "What else is thinking, say."

The injury is still a bit awkward, but I really have something to say, let's go to the low, ask him: "Memor, the girl in the Qinglou drifted?"

The hand of my left hand is slightly, I think he may not care about me, not much, he heard a faint answer: "Not paying too much." Stop for a while, "I am going to talk about things." "

I think I should be a smile, get more closer: "Is me beautiful, or they are beautiful?"

He re-helped me pack the gauze on your hand, I heard the words, I went to smoke, I was buried in my brain and sighed: "Why can't you like me, I will also I feel hard. "

I can only listen to the broken gauze friction, his technique is skilled, than Jun or I have to pack a lot, but I have not answered me.

But even if this is the case, I also feel very happy. If you don't look back in your life, you just live in the moment, there is no trouble, sometimes we feel too tired, just because I think too much.

Jun Wei felt that he had done a meal from me, and he has been obviously different. I have not seen the truth.

One day, the time of indifference is late, and the death is more than one day. Memory is not easy to be touched by a beautiful girl, he falls in love with me ... how can he fall in love with me?

I have never thought about this problem. I understand that I have experienced a lot of things. I found me in the rain. He found me in the rain. I said to me: "At that, I like you."

Those beautiful memories, I remembered countless times, one of this dream again. Although it is eternal, I have not so much time.

If there is anything that is expensive as the world, there have been countless girls to go to the tricks to ask him, let him feel that my good is very common, then there is a woman, I am willing to lose my hands for him?

If I do that, if he will move, if everything will be as thinking, do you finally forget me? I think about it, I finally think it can be tried.

Murray, he is purely to cast the sword. But what I know, Jingjia's cast sword is not attributed to Chen Guosi.

This matter was very famous at the time, the master of the Jing Jiao invited the sword before the world, the original rules were who cracked down the swords of the sword.

The person who wants to be placed most is a woman who is not a sword, and she is called a sword when she is alive. The most popular young master of Jingjia is a world-famous sculptor. The most intoneous women's portraits, the carved works are vivid, but the fingers of the portrait always hide the cloud sleeve, the legend is due to the failure of a pair of flexible Hand, cut it to identify the skeletal muscle, and it has not been able to engrave the god rhyme of the woman's hand, and simply discard it.

The woman who wants to be placed will not make the sword will make the needle, the embroidered art world. As a result, the woman cut his own pair of hands and gave the young master of Jing Jia, took away the princes.

The heroes in the world are Qi Yugawa, but I don't see the people in the imagination. Although I am annoyed, I don't think about it. After all, it is just a sword, and I am rare to have my own hands.

I don't dare to say that my hands will be more smart than the woman who makes the needle, but it can draw the painting of the world, and will pop up, there will be no words, I have no words, I think, it is about it. Enough to exchange the cast.

Yingchuan is not as prosperous, but only people, but half is a foreign population, the purpose is to follow the sword of Jingjia after seven days.

I don't understand why Mutale wants to come so early. After two days, I found it only in the inn yard, and my social experience is really rich.

Although it is said that it is a peer, but Mushu and the public feelings don't care about me, so this is a night, I can take the piano out of the inn, and go to Jing Xiaoye. approximately.

In fact, I gave him about him, and I went to Yinchuan, and Jun Jun was sent to the past. I didn't expect it to be smooth, and I received his reply after two days.

It seems that he is very interested in this hands. Although I don't know what I wrote in my letter, I got to accompany it, I found it under the food.

I can't do this in this dream. He said that he said to help me. He thought helping me just protect me, but I don't know this last time, I don't need any protection.

But so straightforward, I will hurt his heart, and I also suspect that his wisdom is so twisted, he can understand ...

Stepping on Baiyu Mon, the guests of Jingjia outside the pear, like a night snow shop, and the stone floats of two buildings next to the pear ladies, as if they are sitting on the lotus, inner ridiculous candlelight The night wind is over, and the fire suddenly decline.

Asked or have a long-term lantern, a high lantern stepped on the pear, and I didn't know whether it was a moonlight or a fire pulled out long shadow. Jing Xiao Ye Jingchu has been in the gallery outside the house, the paper door of the outer tea room was opened, the indoor light was transparent, and the Yaoqin, which has been placed in the middle, the tea room is a beast leg table, the table is put A long knife.

Two things are prepared for me. The Jingchu in a moon is afraid of a purple gold heating furnace in the hand of the white coat, but the Junyi ~ I saw that I came to the front, I wonder why I showed a look, uncertainty: "Jun girl?"

I laughed: "Jun why, I want to believe in it, Jing Gongzi has been very clear. The son wants to get a pair of hands, and Jun wants to get a good sword." I looked slightly. " He, "I don't know that the gong is not willing to use the Jun, with the object of the object?"

He was in the hands of the warm furnace. He looked at the hands of my piano. The lips set off a laugh: "In the son, when it is the highest, the highest, the highest, Chen Guo, the best, It is the master of the princess Ye. Wenchang princess can change the twelve sets of fingers between a song and do a sound. At the bottom, then they have to have a pair of hands, this Jun girl thinks the same thing, But I don't know this, the sword of the privacy is worthy of it. "

He said should be what I am fifteen years old. One of the landscapes of the country, I don't know where to know Hui Yifa is a, happy, I want to have a higher level, Master always feel that I am not a red dust, basically, don't pick this post.

But this person is very persistent, even if the Master will refuse to give up, it is a lot of white and drinking in Zongli, but I am very annoying, but I am afraid to find a precedent, and I will continue to put me. : Going out to fight. But honestly said that although I came to the primary school piano, I began to seriously, I was still in the same year, I was really a general high person. In order to let me start, my mission is sometimes teaching. I have a bunch of flower shelves.

A variable twelve ingredients between a song is just a small sculpture. When I am in the age of seventeen, I have been able to change the twenty-four sets of fingers in the extreme, still the cloud flow.

But these are not advocated. He thinks that the quiny is rare, the size is invisible, the ritual, and more fantasy is not changed, but the simplest set of fingers can play hundreds of flowers bloom. The bird is in the sea. Although this kind of realm he has not reached a lifetime, I am also.

Jingchu didn't look at me in an hour, it seems to be waiting for me to refund. I have a louder, silver, no night, snow-white pear flowers, slightly swaying candlelight, icy stone floating with Zen's cold.

This atmosphere is too suitable for playing the piano, picking up the fabric, holding the piano seat, low can see the pear flowers on the ground of the white dress, the last song can play in such a beautiful place, change the angle, too A luck.

Jingchu came down from the undorridge, slowly approached me: "The monarch is very confident, it is very confident. If it is a pair of enemies to pass the princess of Wenchang, it is in the bottom of the sword. But if not, what will the monarch? "

I bowed my head audition: "I am afraid not what I will, but what will Jing Gongzi?"

He smiled: "If the god girl is willing to stay, the music, that ..."

Still I heard someone else wants me to be his servant, I feel very fresh, I low my head to continue audition:

"Jing Gongzi felt, one country, as long as the city is bustling is rich? One inn Why do you think that a piano teacher, just know how to change the fantasy finger, is the Qin skills? "

Putting the first piano, looking up, I don't know what I don't know, I added: "This is not looking for it for yourself, but I feel that I should correct the view of Jing Gongzi." String tour, silk strings are like active stickers to wind and finger, that is, Master has taught my finger. For a long time, I have never used it, but as Master said, although it is painful, it is like horse riding. Once you will never forget anything.

The piano is like water, and it is integrated with the moonlight. Master once said that really playing a good song, not how wonderful music in the ear, but should be how wonderful pictures in front of me.

My eyes are a good picture, I haven't had a space to add it again, but I'm looking up, but I see the people in the field of vision. I will never appear ... I will not see him.

It's a stupid, it's a thing that is not thinking, in addition to illusion, what else?

Bi, a few petal pear floating falls with the wind, three steps of Jingchu looks on me complicated. When the line of sight is connected, raise your hand. The pear falls on my upper, he slowly said: "Please take the liberty to ask, the monarch is both such a pair, why not cherish, but use it to change the useless black iron?"

If it is very common, I can not only use my hands because I like it, but I am not dead. This is a special period.

Why not cherish this hands, not cherish it, it is not for it, in order not to let the initial plan losses, but did not explain it to him.

I will re-cage Tung Qin into the fabric, and I lightly said: "That is not a useless black iron, I like the person, he wants to get the sword. Occasionally, I also want him to be happy."

After receiving the piano, I stood up and looked at him.

But he didn't answer, just looked behind me. Curiously with his line of line, almost fell a rumor on the ground.

Murray said that I was standing less than three feet, and the pear trees next to me have accumulated the fine snow, and it will fall.

And he hit the blue blue browning, standing under the pear tree, like a beautiful person in the moon, but there is no expression on his face, and looks at me coldly: "You think, I will be happy. ? "

Have a pear flower, go to me, staying at me, there is no one point in the dark eyes, repeating it calmly, "You think, exchange the sword with your hands, I will be happy?"

He is angry, he must be angry. I don't know if he will come, or he will come so early, in the original plan, he will be touched by me, but now I don't say it early, I don't say it late ... I see the ridicule in his eyes, suddenly feel I have a long time to support my own things, and I will be able to rely on the stone float. "I can protect you, you can protect you, but you can't use me at all. I just I want you to be happy, this is the only thing I can do, so you can make you happy. Maybe I will force you to be too urgent, let you just hate me? You used to ... "

I grabbed my eyes, "You used to be clearly like this."

He took me with my eyes, frowning me: "The little girl I know, nor you today, the king, the body's skin, the parents, if you don't love it, how can you Ask someone to like you? "

I feel that I laughed and I feel that I have to cry, and I will only look up deep breathing: "You don't know anything."

Yes, he doesn't know anything.

It is barely earned, but it is blocked by Jingchu: "Jun girl stays, our contract has been set, but the sword is also ready, but I don't know when the girl is going to perform?"

In fact, you can earn mursear, because he is not very serious. At this time, after he holds his arm, it is very powerful, and it is not possible to move.

I heard him talking to Jingchu, and it was still a touch of emotion: "I don't know what I think, the sword of the respect, qualified to change the girl's hands."

Jing Chu coughed: "No matter if there is any qualification, the contract is a contract, it is difficult to do the son to want to be destroyed?"

He smiled: "Either win back the paper contract, or rush back the paper contract, Jing Gong will choose one."

Once I knew that he sometimes be more rogue, such as bullying me, but I didn't expect this time.

Jingchu is approximately to find the steps to herself, choose the former, the chess and calligraphy style is better, and the result is not comparative. I think about it is only better than the female red him.

But tonight's bad mood is not because Jing Chi is more unlucky than me. I will still have a bottom line.

The heart is secretly decided to make a sense of murs, not a sense of intensive, just don't want to care for the time, and those words he say is like a knife, even if the skin rough meat will be injured, let alone, I'm still a more delicate point.

You can go back to the inn, but he takes the initiative to talk to me: "I want to make me happy, don't need to do so crazy things, you can play it like this evening to play the piano."

I meal: "Have you heard?"

He walked in front, the moonlight pulled out a long shadow, the shadow on the ground stopped for a while: "I saw it. One song changed twenty-four sets of fingers, not a sound, no matter what the piano, just appreciate the finger, it is very difficult. "

I am fascinated by you, you can protect you, but you are too powerful, these places can not be used at all. I just want you to be happy, this is what I can do, so it is not easy to make you happy. Maybe I will forced you too happiness, let you just hate me anyway? did you