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The gate of the Palace, a man who is holding a burden, not coming out.

Xin Wu raises oil paper umbrellas waiting at the door.

Snowfalls fell to men.

He saw Xin Wu, "Go back."

Xin Wu silently took a moment, but smiled, "I am tired."

When such a large official.

I have done so many big things.

Tired.

The man is indifferent to him, then say calm: "Follow me, I don't have the meal."

After Xin 5 did not slowly walked to him, the oil paper umbrella was in his head.

He walies all the way.

He followed all the way.

The final purpose of Lu Xingyu is the empty new emperor cemetery.

He is not far from his emperor mausoleum, built a small house.

Hold her in the mausoleum.

She said, young master, I will give you a grave after you die.

But didn't say, what should she do early?

It may be that time she feels that he is young he is alone.

Lu Xingyu sat in front of the grave and quickly took out his own rouge.

"Like it?"

Replying to him is endless silence.

Lu Xingzhen did not care, but started to burn paper.

The snow pressed the city, pressed against him, coldly burned the paper human finger.

She is dead.

He also guards her graves, burned her paper for her, thinking about her.

Slow, it is very fast.

Have a decade.

One day, Xin Wu took the food box back.

But I saw that Lu Xinghao was lying on the chair, the face was calm, as asleep.

Xin Wu looked for a while, and then put down the food box.

"What kind of coffin you like, I will pick it up."

Xin Wu is said to Lu Xingli.

Lu Xinghao did not have a sound.

Xin Wu, the sigh, but also keep this long grave.

Tired.

It's going to find her.

When they come to the graves, they are the snowy city.

And Lu Xingyu went to her.

It is hot in summer.

It is a season that encounters her season.

Lake in the lotus field.

The girl is in the lotus field, smile, and the city.

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Ye Yixuan was quietly buried in her hair, feel the tremor of her pulse, and the girl's fresh breath.

Those lonely, slowly being dispersed.

Ten years she keeps her promise to listener.

Ten years, holding a lonely grave.

Ten years of death.

Go back to the first, full of loneliness.

Fortunately, come back.

Ye Yixuan closed his eyes and whispered: "Wei Wei."

Bai Weiwei: "What's wrong?"

Ye Yixuan: "..."

Then he was silent, talented her and looked up.

I saw that Bai Weiwei attached to the eye, and his face was calm.

Ye Yixuan slowly blocked his eyes and said softly: "Are you hungry?"

I have been sleeping for three days, although there is a nutritional needle.

But the stomach is empty.

Her sleep state, the body is actually very weak.

But every time she woke up, I can feel that her body is better.

Bai Weiwei is not very hungry, after all, the stomach is over, is the feeling of hunger.

But it should be hungry.

Thinking of Ye Yixuan did, Bai Weiwei really wants to touch the lip corner, and the saliva that is afraid of flowing out is discovered.

Ye Yuxuan got up, reached out to her, "Don't get up, you sleep too long, you need to have a process that makes your body adapt."

Bai Weiwei felt that he was strong, like the decades.

But still nod.

Ye Yixuan took the bed and took a coat to him.

Bai Chang speaks to Qin Qiu should come.

Three days, two people will definitely appear.

Qin Qiu will take a nurse with a nurse to come home with medical devices.

When he slept, it was intermittent.

So it will get up to get up, and then re-sleep.

This feeling is very mysterious, like it is clear that you are still in that world, but the body is automatically awakened, doing things in this world.

The two parties are unlessed.

Ye Yuxuan went to wash it, when he just wiped his face, he suddenly had a sudden.

Then slow down, in the black scorpion, a little golden appears.

Unusually strange and dead golden.

This is ... The human eye is.

Ye Yuxuan looked at the eyes, blinking, but saw the golden flashed and disappeared.

He slowly, silent, and put down the towel to go out cook.

Wei Wei is hungry.

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