"Why, those memories in my dreams are obviously sweet. ”

"Every time I wake up, I feel bitter in my mouth......

My brother shook his head at my trivial complaints, pinched my bed, and covered me tightly. At that time, I saw that he had been watching over me by the window, and I was a little reluctant to tell him that I was fine.

I opened my eyes to him, and he just smiled at me, and I couldn't say anything.

When he saw that I was staring at him closely, he stuffed a piece of candy into my mouth, and the sweetness slowly melted into my throat, and I was a little relieved, and all my attention was in the sugar cube in my mouth.

I thought again, maybe I don't remember anything again, and the sadness that cries out in my heart will no longer be there, and I will lie down happily when I have eaten and drunk, and read the awkward poems that my brother taught me.

At that time, all the birds on the window lattice also flew away, and the window screen introduced the bright moon fluorescence soaked in the aroma of wine.

With all the drowsiness washed away from my head, I broke free of the bed and threw myself into his arms, and the warmth and peace of mind filled my chest. It made me think that he and I would always be like this.

On the night of the marriage festival, the men and women in the city will run in groups to the old temple, the marriage is determined, even if we are like goose feathers on the water, the drought sinks and the rain rises and falls, and the ups and downs will eventually have a long-awaited home.

I asked for a red thread, and with a red face, I was so embarrassed that I handed it to my brother, hoping that he would take it.

He stopped holding the pen and stared at the red line faintly, not seeing any of his heartbeats, and I inevitably hung my head and was lost.

"Brother, I'm now feeling sad that I can't really ask for sincerity. ”

I threw the red thread on the ground, and it was a little pitiful to be alone. I wondered why he was so good to me, and when I was full of hope, he was indifferent and alienated.

I'm like a little pet being played with.

I'm going to ignore him again, but that's just a thought in my heart.

Once he was drunk, and the rain poured down on the way home, and in the evening he developed a high fever and was confused. I put a wet towel on his forehead, and he kept muttering, telling me to wipe his violin.

You must have treated me like a little guy in the house.

He stared at me, supervising me as I patiently and carefully wiped his precious piano clean. He was still dazed, his eyes shining with the flame of a candle.

I only heard his broken thoughts.

"I'm afraid that I'm going to be like myself because of my sincerity. ”

"Whether the so-called sincerity is a blessing or a curse will only be understood after a lifetime. When I was bitter and resentful because of my feelings, I understood that I was no longer myself from the time I was afraid......"

"I'm in pain, why is she living so happily like a fool......"

He smiled wryly as he spoke.

It turns out that he is also a person who can't be loved, I don't know what kind of high vision the girl he loves has, and he can't get into such a son in his heart.

The way he smiled wryly made me feel distressed.

I feel sorry for my brother, and more so for myself. It would be nice if he could see my sincerity, but the grass and trees have untouchable feelings, and it would not be a sin to force them.

I slowly remembered something, and little by little I understood what he was saying.

The building was noisy, and I couldn't count how many slender limbs and soft faces, but I turned into a man, but I provoked a few delicate ladies. The bones are numb, and if I am really a man, I am afraid that I will not be able to stand it, and it will take me a lot of effort to get rid of this.

I pushed the door violently, trying to open my mouth to scold my brother. At this time, I saw that he was talking to the same lady one by one.

The lady was startled, looked around at a loss, and finally threw herself into her brother's arms and pretended to be weak.

I'm angry.

He was reluctantly dragged away by me, and he seemed a little reluctant to leave these gentle ladies. I kept counting him down.

He snorted, completely unconcerned about what I was saying, and perhaps disgusted by such noise.

I took him by the hand, his hand was cold and hard, and then it was very difficult for him to speak.

"You're like a sticky candy that you can't shake off. ”

"You worry too much about my business, how much point does it have?"

I just took him as nonsense, he smelled of alcohol, and I was afraid that his mind was not much sober.

"My words hurt you, but why don't you look unhappy......"

I stopped, my toes hurt as if they were burned, and I couldn't take another step. Turning to face him, he still smiled at him lightly, not taking the current matter to heart.

My throat suddenly became dry and itchy, but even so, I held back the grievances, shook off his hand heavily, and opened my mouth to say to him.

"You're just taking revenge on me, aren't you......"

"Now that you're satisfied, you're smiling, aren't you?"

I stared at him, my eyes wet and unbearably wet, and I don't know how to blur my vision. He was a little amused by this, glanced at my eyes, and shook his head, "How do you know what I'm thinking?" ”

The insects and ants were biting at my little piece of flesh again, and the stinging pain that spread around was not as high as my emotional excitement.

"Actually, you haven't tasted the pain of flesh and skin mixed with the pain of heart. It's still a little unfair......"

He blinked, pretending to be innocent and innocent, and passers-by probably thought that I had bullied him unreasonably.

I don't understand the taste he said, but I clearly know the feeling, the crescent white brocade robe in front of me swayed lightly, I didn't dare to meet his face, and looked down at the green jade hanging from his waist.

I have a thousand words to tell my grievances, but I don't know how to speak.

"I ......"

"Good. I see. ”

I stopped choking, but I didn't know that the tears were flowing down my neck and touching my face, and they were slippery.

pulled his sleeves and wiped away his tears, hiding his grievances and unwillingness. "I'll leave now, you won't find me again......"

I was also shocked by what I said, and immediately felt ashamed and blamed myself for the trace of regret and reluctance in my heart, and secretly scolded myself for being unproductive.

I can't let him laugh at me anymore, I do what I say, I gritted my teeth and looked at me fiercely. It turned into smoke and suddenly disappeared before his eyes, so that he really couldn't find me.

The smoke was wafting, and I suddenly saw his figure tremble, and the smoke in front of him made his freshwater face a different color.

If he hadn't looked for me, I wouldn't have looked back, and I'd rather be a wisp of smoke that has been drifting than appear in front of him.

Sure enough, he really didn't look for me, his own life was quite chic, without me, there was a few more purities, and he was rare to be able to spare time to complete his scores.

I was so useless that I always floated in to see him, and if I had raised my fingers and swore an oath at that time, I would have been struck by thunder.

The green shirt is through the bones, and the small building is deep and secluded. On the bank of the Green Willow River, more than one person held an oil-paper umbrella, passing by, and the wind wheal on the water surface was cold and cool.

The last time I saw him secretly was when I floated into a vase of mussels and white porcelain in the court.

At this moment, a little guy I felt familiar with trembled and fell to his knees, waiting for punishment. I don't know what's going on.

The brother in front of the little guy sneered, his face was hard to hide, and he threw all the scrolls in his hand towards the little guy.

was hit in the face by this scroll, the little girl was in pain, and the scroll that fell on the ground slowly spread out, and it turned out that there was a girl drawn in it.

I can't see what this girl looks like. This little guy must have made a big mistake to make my brother so angry that he was so angry.

The servant did not argue or show loyalty, and knelt on the ground and waited for the punishment to be ordered.

The elder brother threw down a short blade and turned away, his resolute back disappearing into the sunlight when the door opened.

In a short time I saw a pool of blood coming out of the ground, and the little guy was lying silently in the pool, and no one came to save him. I don't know what his name is, or if it really doesn't hurt for him to lie down so well-behaved.

Before the ink was dry, I dipped it in thick ink and spread out another piece of paper.

I've been away from the demon clan for a long time, and I don't know much about many of them, and I don't know what happened, my second sister, the dignified queen, was actually imprisoned in prison.

The full moon is boundless, full and then it is lacking, there will not be a perfect moon, fate is not always favored by itself, and naturally it will not be able to avoid disasters by worshiping gods and Buddhas.

I wrote a few secret letters to a few uncles who had shared my father's hatred, hoping that they would help them with their old feelings.

These uncles were overjoyed to know that I was still alive, so they secretly sent their eyeliner all the way back to the demon clan.

I learned from them that my family lost power and fell from the beginning to the end, and sighed at the helplessness that involved the whole body.

All the reasons are the framing of the fox clan, forced by the strong pressure of the fox clan, the king can not be offended, and the father is punished. It seems to be a simple framing and being framed.

But I can't figure out why the fourth brother became so cruel, he didn't want to touch us after confessing his relatives, but he reversed black and white and overturned my entire family.

He's asking for something, or we're living in his way.

I can't figure it out even if I break my head. The fourth brother must not be such a demon, I know his kind heart.

I must find the fourth brother to ask clearly, if he was coerced or has something unspeakable, it can be regarded as an explanation.

Later, I moved into the fox clan, disguised myself as one of their kindred, and treated myself as a fox spirit with a long tail and pointed ears, so as not to let these foxes who are good at killing aliens be caught.

I was caught by two foxes who had sneaked into my house and almost stripped me of my cat skin and killed me. I lament that the fox clan is very capable, and the alien race does not dare to provoke them, and would rather suffer losses than make enemies with them.

First, the large and scattered ethnic group is not terrible, but their ancestors have been united for generations. The second is the hostility and prevention of foreign races, knowing that the enemy can win a hundred victories, but no foreign race has ever penetrated into their clan and touched their details.

I didn't know if I would find the fourth brother.

There is a sharp claw behind it, and if you don't pay attention, you will be clawed by it, and you will come back to your senses and be dazed.

The tree wants to be quiet and the wind does not stop, the claws are fierce and strategic, and they only charge a blow to hit the vital point. The Originless Claw is especially not terrifying, and it cuts off its edge.

I am afraid that this claw does not know whose hand it holds, and it is persecuted by it, but I do not know who the enemy is.