Everyone discussed a few more words, assigned work, and decided on the contact information. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

During the discussion, Gu Lian was still whimsical, clenched her fists and said, "Let's always give it a name, how about calling it the Avengers?"

Her expression was longing, and her little face bloomed with a strange brilliance.

But alas, no one understands her point.

Several people gave her a roll of the eyes together, not understanding why she suddenly became excited. Xiao Li dispelled her idea very bluntly: "What is the name, do you want to tell the world that we are going to escape?"

Gu Lian's face immediately collapsed, and she couldn't help but be stupid. This bunch of futuristic people with no sense of humor!

When everyone dispersed, Gu Lian saw that Wei Sen was having difficulty moving, so she slid out of bed and tried to help him, but he pushed her away, and was glared at her fiercely by the Siberian Bear. Naturally, she didn't understand this guy's inexplicable self-esteem, and watched him stand up with great difficulty and limp to the infirmary next to him.

Long Zixuan also asked Zhang Jing to escort him, so he stayed in the house. Zhang Jing dragged Gu Lian back to the hospital bed, and stuffed her in angrily: "I am like this, I still want to help others, let's see, does anyone appreciate it?"

Gu Lian was annoyed and angry, and replied, "I'm willing!"

Xiao Li, who had been dragged to the back, saw that everyone else had walked away, suddenly hung up the door, turned around and walked to Gu Lian's side again. Zhang Jing still had palpitations, and hid behind Hui Lian again, shouting, "What are you doing?"

Zhang Jing was very stunned by his expressionless face, and always felt that he was the kind of strongman who could eat while dividing the corpse.

Xiao Li ignored him, and Gu Lian asked suspiciously, "Is there anything else?"

He stood in front of the bed, his hands bumped, a small thing shook out of his sleeve, and returned it to Gu Lian with a wooden face: "I'm sorry, I'm sick of occupation, I can't hold back my addiction for a while." It's well hidden, it's something important to you. ”

When Gu Lian saw something, she blinked her eyes, as if she had been hit hard by something, and there were a few drops of crystal water on her eyelashes. There was silence for a few seconds, the light hit her head, her long hair hung down to hide her expression, Xiao Li and Zhang Jing listened to her snort, guessing if she was crying.

When she raised her head, the corners of her eyes were slightly red, she smiled casually, and casually took away the hairpin, and said, "I thought I lost it." "The voice is a little shaky.

The beautiful small-leaf red sandalwood hairpin, light and exquisite, the tail hollowed out fish tail is playful and cute, and there is a string of thumb-sized coral jade, which is in good condition so that Xiao Li can't help but come over.

Xiao Li nodded calmly, turned around and walked out. The door snapped shut, and Gu Lian's hand under the quilt also let go of the fishing line, reaching out to rub the smooth hairpin, and a soft pain appeared in her heart.

When she was caught by Liu Zijing, everything she had on her body was taken away, and even her watch was taken off, but she was not completely unprepared. As early as when she was at the expedition base, she sewed a few hiding places on each piece of clothing, she sewed a little medicine on her shoulder, mixed fishing line into the elastic band of her trousers, and put in several layers of soles, which contained some medicine and a few blades, which were assembled as a knife, and the specially selected larger shoe tip was stuffed with gold nuggets, and blocked with a layer of soft cloth.

She didn't say anything, but she was always vigilant, and now, the harsh reality rewarded her vigilance.

Gu Lian lowered her head and looked at the hairpin in her hand, her long eyelashes drooped, and she was stunned.

She brought so many useful things, but for some reason, she brought such a flashy hairpin.

Fan Ziling took the trouble to lift her hair, she knew that he was suggesting that she use this hairpin, but she pretended to be stupid and blocked back. Bai Hengyuan hadn't mentioned it since he quietly put it at the head of her bed. She didn't know what kind of mood he had chosen the gift, and what kind of mood he had quietly given it to her, waiting for her to wear it.

She secretly imagined that kind of scene, and then couldn't help blushing slightly, biting her lip and smiling secretly, and feeling a little distressed.

But she stubbornly did not respond to his expectations.

As a literary girl, she inevitably feels that a girl's hair is a sensitive place.

Three thousand green silks, all of which are love.

Once she touches her hair with the hairpin he gave her, she feels like there's no escape. Seems...... It was as if she had taken the initiative to open her mouth and put him into a very hidden, intimate space, as if it were a kind of permission and promise. Obviously, the other party didn't mean this, but she just felt that the hairpin was too heavy to make her raise her hand.

Always so willful.

Always so selfish.

She knows what it's like to reach out again and again, facing the torment of being accepted or rejected. It was a delivery of choice, a concession of extreme patience. Because she didn't have the courage, when facing Zhou Hengyun, she always watched silently, read quietly, tossed and turned softly where he couldn't see, and sang a one-man show that no one knew about, but she never dared to really try to touch the person in the clouds.

She knew the weight of her outstretched hand, the loss of disappointed expectations, and the torment of crushing her heart.

Pretending not to see, is it fearless, or is it overprotective?

She was dazed, terrified, and then played innocent.

Innocence is the best gold medal for avoiding death, and with it, no matter how great the sin is, it can be discounted and comforted.

But when she reserved a place for this hairpin on every piece of clothing, what difference did it make if she didn't wear it?

She had red eyes and laughed at herself: "I'm so stupid. ”

Really, really stupid.

When he forced it over, she was always afraid and refused to take it.

Only when you lose it, can you dare to admit it with confidence.

Obviously wanted, obviously wanted, but she was so weak that she only dared to believe the definite "facts".

I like such an ethereal feeling, she is a helpless, duckweed person who is an ethereal existence, how dare she, how dare she!

There was a blur in front of her eyes, and the hollow fishtail lines were mixed together, and she couldn't see clearly, like her current mood.

Fortunately, now that the choice is gone, she is alone again.

Now, can she quietly open the floodgates in her heart and miss it quietly?

After all, the person who could hurt her is no longer there.

She bit her lip and trembled slightly.

It's gone...... It's gone...... Gone, now, in the future, and forever. It's another person. She's doing a good day, isn't she? You see, I could be so good without you around.

She whimpered like a lonely little beast, trembling all over, but her voice was killed in her throat, and only broken and faint syllables shook from time to time. Holding the hairpin in her right hand, against her forehead, it was hard, so hard that her forehead hurt, biting her left index finger in her mouth, crushing her crying, the more it hurts, the harder she is, and she can't tell why. (To be continued.) )