Perfect Secret Love: The Bad New Wife is a Little Sweet

On the island, every day, the commissioner takes several cruises to prepare food for everyone on the island.

In this isolated prison, for half a month in a row, Ji Huang alone stayed in the resource warehouse discovered by Shi Xia without taking half a step.

No one knows what Ji Shui is doing, but Haitang is responsible for feeding Ji Shui every day.

On the last few days, Chen came to see me, but no one was seen in the discipline.

Under helplessness, Chen could only leave with a sigh.

………

On this day, the wind and sunshine, cloudless, the wind blows through, but there is something unspeakable about the comfort.

“Squeak," the warehouse door slowly pushed open.

Discipline dyed a snow white shirt and slowly walked out of the warehouse.

“Dyeing…”

Tongue, who has been here, rushed forward after seeing Ji Shu dye appeared.

At this moment, Jishu dyed the corner of his mouth with a shallow smile. He looked at Haitang and said softly: “It's a beautiful day, how about walking with me? ”

“Okay.”

Tongue nodded and walked alongside the discipline.

Along the way, Ji Shu was silent, beside Haitang, but did not know what to say.

After a long time, Ji Yu took out a carefully wrapped box from her arms and told Haitang, please hand this box over to Nie.

Until the afternoon, Haitang stared at Ji Shu Dye: “The dyeing, the wind... go back first. ”

“Leave me alone, will you?” Jishu looked at the tongue and laughed softly.

Upon hearing this, Haitang shook his head without hesitation to mend the bones of his present body, preferably resting more.

“Go back first. ”

Between the words, Ji Shu dyed a thumb at Tongue.

With the ringing of the fingers, Haitang was bewitched, and his subconscious returned in the direction of coming.

She knew she had lost count, this man's hypnosis...

After Tongue left, Jishu stood negatively, standing by the sea with soft eyes, looking gently at the ocean.

“People think that the ocean is blue, but they don't know, and the colour of the ocean is changing.” Jishu mumbled in the mouth: “Time is dark blue, like blue, but slightly yellow, able to reddish brown, life, why not...”

The man stood with his hands behind him and the sea breeze blew his coat into the sand, staring at the infinite ocean, at this moment his figure, as if it were eternal.

A long time later, the man sat on the ground, as if enjoying the last of his unusual comforts.

I don't know how long it's been, the waves pat lightly, and men don't know where they're going.

Mountain water, where should we go?

Explore the three gifts of exotic scenery

People are unpredictable, warm and arrogant.

I've been through so much, I can't see anything.

Sunset, sunset again.

Style, no more baggage

Time is running out. We're approaching the grave.

A thousand worlds, finally nothing...

……

Upon returning to the centre of the island, Haitang suddenly woke up, almost instantly, returning to the original road, although no more signs of discipline were seen.

“Dyeing…”

Girl punches tight, eyes full of complexity: "discipline dyeing...”

This man, what a surprise to her, in her heart, he was unique and spotless.

Yet he was in the dark, unable to leave.

At the end of the day, men seemed to stay away from the dust and there was no longer any concern.

He used to, he should have, now, shouldn't have, and he never did.

This man, it seems, will always be a mystery, never come out of the mist, never go into the mist.