Catastrophe of Meaning 21

concealed the truth and protected Wen Xin, but it hurt Xin Lu. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info deceive, deceive Xin Lu, can it only be like this. Smelling Xinlu's familiar smell, in that smell, Ji silently knew that in the strong virtual disguise, it was a weak and sensitive heart. I don't want to hurt, but I have to hurt, that kind of last resort, like a needle prick, a needle into the heart, and the torture Ji is silently miserable. Just for a moment, I thought about it a lot, slowly broke free, stood up, looked at Xin Lu with sincere eyes, no distractions, hugged Xin Lu, and said from the bottom of my heart: "Thank you!" was said simply, but it was so touching that Xin Lu was stunned and couldn't speak.

Ji turned around silently, bearing the pressure alone, looking at the ruined rockery and the flying snow outside the Suiyuan Pavilion, he couldn't tell what it tasted like. Behind him, Xin Lu was silent, looking at the tall and thin back, the lonely appearance, and couldn't help but feel pity. The throbbing in her heart, the back was so familiar, the impulse, the shadow of the fusion made her heart hot. She knows that it is the sublimation of love, that is the beginning of the budding love, that is the hazy tulle, which can be pierced with just one finger.

Outside the temple, Wu Zhihao walked in with a gloomy face. Behind him, two beautiful bodyguards followed behind him without saying a word. Walk through the incense square, enter the Jingtian Temple, kneel in front of the golden Buddha, fold your hands, close your eyes and kowtow, return to your heart with sincerity, and pray silently. The two beauties, standing behind the futon, watched the boss kneel quietly and did not move. In the main hall, the old monk knocked on the wooden fish, the kind of chanting Buddha sound, chanting like Daigo, so that Wu Zhihao cleared his distracting thoughts and suddenly opened his eyes. As usual, Wu Zhihao got up, took out his wallet, took out 2,000 yuan, and threw it into the merit box. Turning around and walking out of the main hall, two beauties followed, and the old monk in the hall frowned, looking at the beauties, but he was puzzled, but he felt so familiar.

Camp No. 3, in the forest, Peng Tan had a gloomy face, carried Wenxin on his back, braved the wind and snow, walked down the foothills, and walked out of the forest. On his back, Wen Xin wrapped his hands around Peng Tan's neck, his forehead pressed against Peng Tan's back, and the tears without warning slowly dripped onto Peng Tan's back, wetting his back. That kind of hot tears were cold, which stung Peng Tan, but in the pain, Wen Xin was guilty, and said slowly: "I'm sorry, it's me, it's all my fault, it's my fault that I caused you two brothers to turn against each other." I, I can't cause you to lose your brother for revenge, in that case, I will feel guilty, and you will regret it for the rest of your life. ”

Peng Tan stopped, stunned for a moment, and continued on his way. On her back, Wen Xin hugged Peng Tan tightly, afraid of losing her support, she sobbed in a sad tone, and said sadly: "I said that my blood feud will make you hurt, even your life." I don't want my hatred to lock you up, lock up your love, that's not fair. ”

Peng Tan continued to walk, and in that long road, it was like a slow dance of love, warm and gentle, but full of emotion. As he walked, Peng Tan looked at the looming Gongga Snow Mountain in the distance, as if he was infected, and his words were full of mystery.

"I'm not afraid to hurt me, I'm not afraid of life, as long as I have you in my eyes, it's enough. With you, harm and life are secondary, and in my eyes, only you, only love, is the most worthy of my cherishment. After a pause, he said: "My love, because of you, will be unique, you are the lock of my love, I am willing to be locked, at least I am happy." You have to say hurt, my brotherhood is based on love, Ji Momo is my brother, I choose love, I can't choose a brother anymore, that kind of choice will hurt him. For the sake of my love, I can only give up my brother. (To be continued.) )