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"Love once II, everything is so calm, tears, once it is full, only the determination, exile myself in the night of the night, let the dawn step into me step by step ..."

Liang Jingji is smashed, walks out of the airport, one trip, a taxi stopped in front, "Master, go to Tianrui Village."

The earplugs were put into the ear, and Xu Ruzhen's song was filled with the entire auricle.

The driver sneaked away from the mirror, the young woman wearing a small straw hat behind, there is no longer thing, even the suitcase is not, is it a vacation? Suite? Is it difficult?

Take a look at the woman who has no expression in the mirror, and he dispelled his thoughts.

Hangzhou, Liang Jing has been too late, since this year passed this Tianrui village, she likes it.

From the airport to about an hour of approximately an hour, the window is a light fire that belongs to the city, gentle and warm.

Liang is in the heart, she now needs such a place, quietly, quietly, come to place this has been cracking, just quietly, and like she quietly walks alone. When she walk, she won't take away a cloud.

The car is very stable, slowly entering the bamboo forest, the grass and green valley, the smoke is like the smoke, the woman is blurred, the road is very secluded, and it is very comfortable. Liang Jing slowly shakes the window, deeply sucking A fresh air, the heart calm down.

As the quarter of the pavilion, the square is quiet and simple in the door, the more the number of people came to, the more I feel that the more I close the city of Hangzhou, like this city. Like, here is quiet and soothing, plastic and static.

" -"

The bell of Lingyin Temple passed, and Liang Jing suddenly had tears, but the mobile phone was also like a clock, from the distant Shanghai followed, she was tears, but my tears were more vague. On the phone or the familiar name, or that fleeing unsuccessful, she did not hesitate to hang up the phone.

The bell, still only a bell reconieced in the ear, but she suddenly felt, at this moment, her heart, no more begging.

Hangzhou's Tianrugu Village is attacked between the Lingyin Temple and Yongfu Temple, between the morning, the Buddha is melodious.

Liang Jing's gaze once again stayed on a small lion of the ancient weather, and stood in front of her.

"Troublely arranges the early class of tomorrow Lingyin Temple." Tears flowed through the heart of the heart, the dry heart field was moist, and the Liang Jing will resume the identity of the market officer, swim between the negotiating table and the dressing table, in the guzheng Walking in rock is her current life and work.

Yellow dirt wall, green petal bus, big tree, stream is clear, the bird is clear, to give her greet, reach out, touch the unknown little flower, look at the oranges of the branches, the head is already very big, estimated can Pumped, Liang Jing's mood was completely good, tired as if it swept, swept away.

Slowly walk, after a mossy stone wall, pushing open a high wooden door, is the original guesthouse.

It is a typical Jiangnan house, the wooden bed, the wooden bed, push the window, and it is still a piece of Qing, a fresh.

The phone didn't know how tiredly, Liang Jing laughed, but she thought, smiling and hanging it.

Sleep, the shoes don't know when I have already flying away from this whiten feet, only the ten treasures of blue nails and the feet of clever work.

Body, already lying on the white bed, the soul has floated to the boundless green wild in the wild and the mountains ...

I don't know how long I have slept, when I get together, I have been near noon.

In this guesthouse, the most refined meals are placed in the most quite stone bowl, antique.

She took the mobile phone in hand, and a smile will climb the red lips. There are nine missed calls in the mobile phone. When the phone screen lights up, she chooses to hang up the phone.

Tasted delicious, enjoy the earthwall hooded, the stone path of the stream of the small ridges, and the gods of the streets and the gods of the streets.

After the meal, in the trickle, he stood in front of the mirror.

In the mirror, it is still the good young woman, and the S-shaped body under black tights is more attractive than before, and the skin is red and red, and it is more mature than before. Woman with a woman.

Liang Jing suddenly bent down the waist hips, and the charm of the moving curve immediately revealed.

In this place far from the dust, it is faced with the temptation of the red dust. She is imagined that this war will win.

The mobile phone loudly, and Liang bicked, she finally came up the phone when she stayed.

"Guntie, you finally first took the call, was kidnapped or awkward, don't use me to go to redemption ?!"

Qindong's voice immediately passed over from the phone, joking, but smashed the anxiety and dissatisfaction.

"Is there something?" Think of that if he is away from him, he still can't escape the entanglement. Whenever the heart has been in a second, whenever she is crying for a second, only the heart is begging.

However, he will not know that I am really tired, there is no strength, and love his heart is more nowhere ...

"Nothing ..." The Qin Dong, the phone there, and the liang competed could not sigh.

The man is not bad, the woman doesn't love, this is a man who is from the solemn and , in the fearless and conscience, the man who is easy to attract her deepest.

"You, come over ..." Liang Jing voice was very light, but the tail was lifted.

"Shanghai to Hangzhou has a flight, I will not pick up, you play directly to the village of Tianrui."

Liang lie down on the yoga pad, looked at a wooden beam on the top of the room, suddenly laughed, smiled and not curb, wave of mess ...

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When Qin Dong arrived in Hangzhou from Shanghai, the city's light is very soft, soft behind, is a expectation of home, is an tranquility after shaking.

"Are you Mr. Qin?" The ancient village is quiet, and even the voice of the aunt who will meet, it is also very good, it is integrated with the surroundings.

"I am." Qin Dong's voice was not spoken softly.

"You haven't had dinner yet?" Auntie smiled, "Then I will take you to eat first."

Creek, bridge, wooden house, candlelight, ceramic, Hangzhu dish, such an environment, you can't eat, you can meal.

Looking at the east side of Qin, you can't see the figure of Liang Jing.

"Sir, have you finished eating?"

"Finished."

"Please come with me." The aunt's eyebrows did not hide the smile, and Qin Dong was very wondering.

The track is passing, the flower wood is covered, and the Qin east walked back. "Where is this? Where is Liang Jing?"