I, Qing Huan

After the first time, they tried it several times.

I don't know if it is the first time, the south is tossing is really tired, listening to the soft whispering ear, feeling behind the back, and sleeping in the face of the light and happy.

Looking at the south of the south, I also closed the dim light, holding the south of the waist.

After the bell in the distance was twelve, she fell asleep deeply.

Mun, she did a strange dream.

Like last time, it is still in a whispering canyon that is full of bloody. There are many people around you, and it is a thrilling blood color. Some is a complete body, some have become a bloody blurred corpse, and the air is disgusting. I have just experienced a tragic evil battle.

She seems to have died.

Because she didn't stand on the ground, I didn't have a long-awaited woman who came to chase that white woman in the last time. She floats in the air, the fingers can not be realized in hand, as if she is just a wiped soul, and I am not willing to die in the place of death.

In the middle, she saw the South.

The south is on the ground, holding a no-angle woman in his arms. A snow-blue long sword runs through the woman's heart position, the sword has been in front of the front chest, the long sword blade is wrapped from behind, and the glamorous blood is dyed in the white body. .

She stared at the dead woman looked for a while, only to realize that it is myself.

She is dead.

How did she die?

I have a long time for a long time, I remembered a few times.

She wants to kill the south, because Nanxun is her own destroyed hatred, let him kill her, she must be obedient, she can't kill. Although she is clearly understood in her heart, she is not willing to hurt the woman one point, but she doesn't have a way to order her body. She has been forced to drink too long. She has been caught in a long time, she can't dominate her awareness.

Since she lost her mind, her every line of her row was able to use her row to control, just like a puppet that was traged by the silk, he made her laugh, she laughed, he made her cry, she cried .

This body is already a half-dead.

He said, you go to kill the south. So she contained tears, raised a sword, and the whole body waved once again and again once again.

She desperately struggled numerous times, but she didn't defeat the body that was confused. Her consciousness is clearly alive, but she can only look at the south to the way.

Nanxun has not responded that she was cut by himself, and she had no retreat, and she was desperately against the cliff.

And I still have not stopped, even the whole body's internal strength, and the last sword is tatched.

The south is slow, and the eyes are slipping out. She is quietly like a white crane waiting for homing, calmly faces the upcoming retribution.

But how can she really kill her?

That is her favorite woman.

If you have to die between me, how can I choose to let you die?

Master, how can I choose to let you die?

Even if my body tells me that I can't love you, but Master, my soul, my instinct, I will always have a high loyalty to you.

So at the moment of the last photo, she turned his hand to reverse the trend of the sword and went to the sword. She did not stop, but when she held the hand of the South-China holding frost, she sent her chest to the sword tip of the frost, and greeted it steadily.

laugh--

The subtle sound of Jian Feng cut her blood is roaring in the ear.

The blood splashed by the shaped heart splash. When Nanxun looked up, the heavy blood on the eyelid blocked her to look at the sight of their lover, and a full of blood beads dripped with her eyelashes.

Tick. Tick.

Drinking on her hardcore, like a red and white flower petals falling in a new snow.

Sword enters the heart, no medicine saves.

She died very quickly, basically, while hugging her weak fell, her soul was separated, and she was floating in half, and she didn't have the depth of the south. The body of life signs.

It turns out that you die.

original……

She is suicide.

Nanxun seems to have forgotten the blink, and staying with a little apprentice who has already died. Half, she lifted his hand and touched the side face of the light and joy, with careful wings that wanted to touch but did not dare. Her fingertips slowly score the light and delicate profile, rolled her jaw, rolled her throat, and finally paused on the side of her neck and gently pressed.

The same calm there, completely lost a normal person's vitality.

Nanxun realized that when the death of the people in the eyes, the eyes were the loss of the sky. She is so stiffly, full of blood, finger, tightly hoop, the body of the body, I don't dare to move.

The sake of the evil, the downs of the evil, also in the ear, the question of the evil party and the decent drunk. The sputum of the sword is like a turbid water of disgusting herbs, and don't miss the human eye. They have their own debates they have to argue, they also have their power to compete for, but they have to fight for anything, and they are not related to the classics of death separated by the canyon.

I want to go to the tears on the south face, she wants to tell her, Master, don't cry, I don't regret it.

I never regret it, never blame you.

I understand that you are a true respect of the lord, and in more than ten years ago, it is not your fault. I am lucky to live in the causing, and I will be adopted by you, and the neighborhood is not a teacher. It is not your fault. I always know that you are also helpless in this fate, you also have your body. I understand, so I have never hated you, even if it is a moment.

I don't have to hate you, I don't hate it, don't hate north penalty. I know that in this chaos, you have your own hardships, I lost the victims of this, nor the results you want to see.

I don't hate you at all.

I just regret.

Master, I will never be with you in the future. How do you want to live?

Who will take care of you?

They all think that you are the most powerful respect of the world, they all think that you are so cold and uncomfortable. But only I know that Master is just a fool, and it is not good, and the clothes will not be washed. When you want to eat sugar gourd, you will not take the initiative. If you don't have me around, who can take care of you like me?

Who can find it, in fact, you are as fragile with your child?

Master.

How can I rest assured to die.

You see, you are crying, there is no one to help you rub your tears.

There is no one aware that God is high, and it will cry.

When she is looking forward to the eyes of the south, she suddenly swayed.

After that, she was not in the canyon that shouted. There was a piece of cold snowflakes in her hair. She looked into her eyes. I found that I have returned to the snow for the snow for the snow.

She doesn't know what this is the year, only vaguely see a copy of the wattle on the door, and the four dull characters are on the book, and they are blurred in the wind.

Nanxun is sitting on the stone bench in the hospital, and the appearance is as good as the elegance. She is wearing a piece of elegant and clean crane jar and embroidered white, and the left hand holds snow blue frost, and the index finger of the right hand is lightly struck the sharp sword blade.

The south of the south, the eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and then quickly released.

She held the sword holder of the frost with the left hand and the right hand, slowly lifted, so that the sword tip headed himself. She looked at the distance in the distance, with the sword blade on his own heart position, sharp Jian Feng put her white painted a few fine folds, and clenched the hands of the sword.

What should she do?

Want to do it?

Do not……

No ...

Not ...

Nanxun suddenly evacuated the lips and laughed. She wakes up the four big characters on the threshold, and the bottom of the eyes floats. It seems that they have gotten to get out of normal, and the sword holder is clever.

Master ...

Don't.

Please.

please.

Don't.

After a moment, the palary brown eyes were sinking, and the sinking of a pool was decided. The snow-blue sword blade did not have a single body.

"division--"

Early struggle from the bed, the sound brought out from the sleep, there is still a half sentence in the mouth.

She is sweaty, the sweat of the nose is going to lose, and the eyebrows have passed a pain. The hand supported in the bed is slightly moving, you can feel the sticky moist in your palm.

"Well……"

The south of the south of the sleepy, a dream, a small flicker, soft black, slid down from her light shoulders, wrapped her branches of her red marks.

The cold wind in the window is blown in, and the table is lively chocolate candy paper.

Also ... it's a dream.

The chest of the light is highly up and down, and I can't break free from the dream of being too real. She tried to breathe and breathed, and her eyes smoked, just saw the south of the neck to give her crystal red round jade.

This jade ...

It seems that since I wore this jade, she will always do some seemingly strange dreams, and there will always be Nanxun in the dream. They seem to have spent a lot of long years together, and there have been many helpless respects. Some dreams she wakes up and can remember the sporadic a few pictures. Some dreams will never be recall.

For example, just that dream. Under the eyes, you can also look at it, but after a few hours, sleep, you will not leave any traces in memory. She can only remember the content of the dream in the few hours and the way you just woken up. Once her sleep is complete, I will forget most of my dreams.

She can only remember, I have done another strange dream. When you think about the specific plot, you will only flash several blurred pictures.

For example, wearing a white jealous.

For example, a snow blue long sword inserted in his chest.

Although she knew that all dreams, there was a feeling of uniform, like a green bud that was hidden by thin soil, but she could not break the soil.

I want to say, it is precarious.

The south of the side moved again. Because the severity sat up, the quilt was set off in a corner, and the cold air was brought into the hot-hot bed, frozen to the cold woman who was sleeping.

Nanxun sleep has always been light, and the cool wind is on her arm, she woken up.

I saw the light and sat in the bed. She looked at the sleepy eyes, and the voice was hoarse: "Empty, what happened?"

I heard the voice of the south of the south, and the nose was sour, and he went down and hugged the south. He said in her ear: "I, I just did a dream, I ... I ... dream you I have been exhausted. "

Nanzheng.

She quickly wiped out the loss of the bottom, and she hugged the light and loudly. I gently whispered: "How can I be self-sufficient, if you are, who is lying here?"

"Well." Light and she took a few points.

"Go to sleep, don't you have to reach tomorrow?" Nanxun took a charming long curly hair.

"Nothing." Lightly, I found that I have destroyed the good dream of Nanxun, I suddenly sorry, "I ... I am not a noisy to sleep?"

"No, I slept shallow, don't blame you."

Just finished the South, the hard abdomen came from "-".

Wake up late night, hunger is also inevitable. After all, she is eating a food or that a light joy to give her a caviar sushi.

"Hungry?" The light joy was moved immediately. She knew the earlobe of the South, indicating that she let go of her, "I will give you some food for you for a while."

"The big night, forget it." Nanxun didn't want to delay her shoot tomorrow.

Lightly know that she is not willing to trouble himself, change the mouth: "Then I don't cook, I will give you a bubble point of honey."

The south touched his belly, silence and half, but the urgent hunger in the abdomen, finally got the head.

Employed fluffy pajamas, put on warm cotton skates under the bed, walk to the coffee shop. She turned out of the bag of honey from the tray, turned on the electric pot, poured honey into a clean glass. After a small bag, she looked at the south of the clothes, thinking on a moment, and dismantled a small bag.

In fact, a bag is complete enough, but since the woman will give her a little.

After the water is sufficient, she took the metal tonnespoarf, stirring while stirring, soaking a glass of rich honey water. She carefully walked on the edge of the water cup and hipped into the bedroom.

On the south, I only wear the cotton and linen shirt with a delicate wooden button. When I did that, this shirt was pressed under them, and I didn't know what to get it, I made a big piece of stick. Because the slight wet, Nanxun did not go to the nearby button, so the whole four buttons in her clothes were open, and the good scenery was hidden in the wet clothes of the fascia colors. People don't dare to see.

I have a cough, forced my eyes on the glass in my hand.

She sits on the bed along the bed, pinching the little spoons, picking up a small spoonful of honey, and blows carefully. After blowing, she first touched her next lip, confirming the temperature, just raised the spoon to hand to the mouth of the south.

Nanxun lightly lipped his lips, with a spoonful of honey water.

I looked at her tip of the tongue of my mouth, I couldn't help but hang the throat water.

Obviously, there is no way to do anything, but she actually feels that every move is seduce himself.

After drinking six spoons, Nanxun stopped: "Yes, it is not easy to get in the night."

"Drink again."

She also wants to look at her ruddy tongue to lick the picture of the metal spoon.

"……Ok."

Nanxun has only condolences to her, and she will be allowed to be allowed to mention what she is unreasonable.

Especially in the sputum of honey water into the stomach of the south, she still didn't look enough, and the south of the south is really seductive, like a peeled water next to the ancient Roman column. Noble white horse. She looked at the empty glass, busy to go to the living room, said, "I will give you a cup more."

Nanxun: "..."

The second cup is also fed quickly.

The third cup was sent to it.

A cup of another cup.

It is like a master, I don't know if I don't know.

When the light is preparing to go to the fourth cup, Nanxun launched her wrist, the brow has been frowned: "I ... I am really full."

Her hands can cover the lower abdomen, can see there in a layer of shirt.

It's just that you have just doing something, and your face is red.

"Sleep." Nanxun took the glass in the light, put on the bedside table, pulled her to hit her bed, "I have to get up early tomorrow, don't stay up late."

Look at the side of the south of the south, helping the south, hugged the south, and smashed her ink long hair.

Nanxun didn't speak again.

After a long time, it will be clear from the breath of Nanxun, she has never slept.

"What happened, can't you sleep?" She took the initiative to ask the people in his mouth.

The south has a lip, whispered: "... a bit rising."

Honey is drinking too much.

Easy to put the hand on the southern stadium in the south, and helper her softly, "Sorry ... I ... should not give you so much."

"... Nothing."

"Sleep ... sleep ..."

The south is closed, and the abdomen discomfort is mitigated under generous care. She is very tired tight tonight, after being filled, there is a warm wife who is warm as the water, soon he slept.

Slowly, her breathing is long.

The light is booming for a long time, but I can't sleep.

She tightly bit the lips and couldn't help but remember the dream. In fact, she has already remembered the content of the dream, but she was a thought, although there was no inexplicable, but it was very strong and urgent.

Just when they were so good, the light in the house was very dark, she didn't see the body of the south.

She is now trying to take a look.

Nanxun is already asleep, and the long eyelash is on the lower eyelid, and the breathing is gently trembled. The light is quietly picking up the phone, using the screen light to reluctantly illuminate, carefully unsatisfactory the number of taps raised in the white shirt. To be solved by the last, she deeply sucked a breath, closed her eyes, opened her collar.

The chest is like a snow-white skin, the left chest heart position, and it is a deep deep.