I’m Really A Dragon

Charles went to the Dragon God of the Dragon, and the ecstasy told the Tudu, and Jiang was coming back.

Tudum is seen in his look, and the eyes are in the eyes: "How do you know?"

Charles's first laughed in the 1990 years, pulling the sleeve of the Tudu: "Sister, I heard, I heard the dragon, it is Jiang Yan! It must be him!"

The more excited, the more excited: "The day, the gap has been leaving a gap, but it is all in today, it must be Jiang Yan to come back!"

The clouds in the Dragon Temple are blooming, fluttering shakes, and the sole spirit holds his shoulders, picking out the petals falling on his head, whispering: "You are not there, there is something ... I haven't told yet. you."

Charles is very mood, and smiled and asked her: "What?"

The Tudu is deep sucking, said: "When the party is natural, four emperors are falling."

Charles's smile stiff: "... false?"

He blinked, stiffly smiled: "He is falling, what is the relationship with me ... he ..."

But it is no longer possible.

Four elephants are the gods of the four spirits, only the four spirits disappear, he will fall.

Charles understood that he understood this reason.

The look on his face was reduced, and finally became cold, and the Su Linger just opened his mouth, but he was interrupted: "The sister."

He looked up, his eyes were Yinhong, but the tone was soft to pole: "I believe him."

The Tudu Lingxue followed the red red, raised his hand to continue to pick a petal: "Okay, you believe him, I believe in him, we are in this dragon temple, wait for him to come back."

Charles lowered his head, and did not send a saying of the words, compared to the previous one, but it was a special stone carving like a cold and cold.

Waiting for the 90th year of Jiang Yan, Charles didn't wait back to his lover, but he waited for a deeper despair.

It is also spring to go to ten years. Today, there are many dragon temples than a hundred years ago.

There is an incense gas in the Dragon Temple, and suddenly become more dazzling, and the owner of the temple, now in the whole world, it is true that the stone carving is true, the god is that there is no one in the river, and the body is equipped with Chinese clothes, the head is the crown, Long sleeves closed, a high devote look high.

Charles did a wolf, and the big sun supervised the craftsman, and meticulously stared at the construction of the dragon temple.

Nowadays, there are more than 3,000 dragon temples, half of which is he personally supervised.

Ten years of time has been filled with these trivial things, it is not so difficult, but it is different today.

Third in August.

Today, it is a hundred years of Jiang Yan.

Surprisingly, this for a few years, it seems that there seems to be very long, but now Charles doesn't feel more, and the sun falls, it seems to be just a number, record some less than knowing.

Until the night, the craftsmen scattered, Charles cooked the bowl noodles in the simple kitchenette, clear soup, and no eggs.

It can probably be hungry, he is eating fragrance, hung up a dozen lamps in the temple, just as white.

In front of the table, it is the first lamp that once served in Jiang Yan.

Charles rarely sent it to him. It was afraid of damage to damage. But today, he wanted to see this light, and removed two red silk written.

The word that can't be seen in the sky is his, and the other of the tightly is the desire to write together with him.

After Charles came to the end, I couldn't help but take this red silk. I can't get it in time. The above writing has long been blurred, and I can't see a word, such two broken silk, but let him Baby is tight.

He didn't make anything, what is written on this red silk, and later guess it, it should be the same as yourself, carefully contrast, and the number of words is generally none, and the heart is happy, thinking that they also have a heart.

After a loss, it is lost, and it will be angry to overturned this, and he will say that Jiang Yan will come back, you must ask what it is.

Now he will turn this red silk out, when you wait for the child on the table, the heart is in the heart, and the people who have retained the ten years have been retained in the world. Now they have been ten ten years, and I should have a number of numbers. ?

However, until he keeps the lights and red silk, and the Jiang Yan did not appear.

The outside of the craftsmen returned, Charles San San is hovering, thinking, what is the story book, and it is all lie.

But he didn't feel disappointed.

Probably the expectation is too long, and even let him feel used to it, Charles did even start thinking, it didn't live for one hundred years.

He can continue, etc.

Until the hot summer month, the autumn wind swept the leaves, the sky began to floating snow, Charles did not go to the temple of Dragon.

The park of the night is a good place for snow scene. The Su Jing has built a big house. I hired a few little demon and a servant. I have a model to give the night Husu, and the night flavor is wondering to him. " Mother, why is it not a Tudu? "

Su Linger took his curiosity head: "This is your station, I will not happen, nature is night House ... Wait, what about your child?"

Night Vatican: "He said that he said cold, and drilled back to the house, holding a pen ink, painting."

Said to paint, but in the past years, Charles will only draw a picture, that is, a portrait of Jiang.

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I have been working for a hundred years, I don't know when it is a head.

Charles, in the warm house, actually did not feel more bitter, but refined, it was fine, and felt very happy.

For a hundred years ago, don't say that he carefully painted a picture, it is that he painted only a small bug is also difficult. What kind of ink paper is ink, he doesn't want to touch him, now it is a life grinding sex, Danqing Exquisite workmanship.

The portrait of his painting is also lifelike, and the people drawn are fully filled, only a pair of eyes, no pen.

Charles paintings are always very strange.

For example, when he is sitting directly on the edge of the table, a look can fall, but it is thoughtful for the eyes of the empty hole.

After speaking for a moment, he thought of what he thought, tone was toned.

"I will say something like! In the eyes of Jiang Yan, I should have it!"

When you say, you can't help but laugh.

When I laughed a few times, he was leaning over to prepare a pen, but suddenly someone was approaching himself.

Charles eyes wishes, and the people who intend to steal this should be close, but suddenly there is no predictiveness from behind.

Charles first stunned, just to attack, but I feel that this is very familiar, I suddenly collected the action, followed by, the whole body stiff.

The tip of the tip is dried in the eyes of the river, fainting in a deep black.

The person behind him will deduct him, and I will answer his self-calling: "I have you."

Familiar with long-lost voice is in the ear, it is like a thunder, Charles does not dare to move.

For a long time, he tried to ask: "... Jiang Yan?"

Jiang has no one to stick the cheek on his neck, try to restrain your emotional spoof answer: "It is me."

Charles still did not dare to move, he still lifted a pen in his hand and looked stupid.

Seeing him, the river is unlucky to let him turn away, but he listens to him: "Don't!"

There is no one in Jiang, but he listened to him with a strong cry: "Jiang Yan, don't let go, you let go, I have to wake up ..."

" , is not a dream."

Jiang Neconomer hugged him in the direction, told him to sit at the table clearly, Charles closed his eyes, grabbed his hand: "I don't want to see! Every time I have this, I am Seeing you, you have to disappear. "

"Jiang Yan, I don't want you to disappear ..."

The river is unable to bear his face, and the trembling came: "Hey, you will open your eyes, now in front of you, it is true, not a dream, will never disappear again."

I don't know when, Charles face has already been covered with tears, and Jiang ridicots wipes the tears on his face. He seizes his fingers to join: "I promised your business, I did it."

"This time, I didn't lie to you."

"Although it takes a long time, let you wait for so long ..."

The river has no fun, the warm tears are smashed on the back of Charles, and he is blowing him.

The people in front of them really have disappeared again.

Jiang Yan ... coming back?

Charles only couldn't think about it, he widened his eyes, and even felt that he was still in his dreams until the river had no one lean and kissed on his lips, he completely awakened his consciousness.

The lips are entangled and gentle.

The snow is still snowing, fluttering, and the two wrists have cut off the blueprints that have been flicked again, the blue line is wound, and the point of fluorescence is scattered around, with each other's heartbeat floating.

His Jiang Yan really came back ...

Until the two people were completely blended, the river was slightly separated, and the forehead arrived in his eyebrow, and the lover, whispering, whispering: ", don't be afraid."

"I said it will be back, as long as you are here, it is the way to come back."

When I no longer love you, my soul will be smoked, there is no birth, and there is no future.

Love is not dead, I have to live forever.

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