The falcon sat at the table in the small room, the candle on the table was lit, the light swayed from side to side with the slight wind, and the orange light was imprinted on his face, and he stared blankly, a little stunned. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The light pulled the falcon's shadow to the ground, and it lengthened wirelessly, swaying with it, making him look a little unsettled.

He was stunned, his eyes didn't know where to fall, and he was a little distracted.

Thoughts drifted to a far away place unconsciously, and those days in the south of the Yangtze River, as if they had only been seen yesterday, floated through his mind, scene by scene, and his psychology felt a little sour.

Obviously, those days were very close to him, but every time he wanted to reach out, he found that it was too far away, so far that he felt that his hand was a little ridiculous.

In the picture in my mind, there is a small figure full of small faces.

The milky little girl, in the falcon's body, tilted her head up, giggled at him at all times.

He also laughed unconsciously, and his heart was so calm and comfortable at this time.

He reached out and touched it, and the palm of his hand actually had a little warmth, and the warmth of the family was what he longed for the most now.

Although he knew that his idea was simply an unattainable luxury.

Everything that was warm in my mind suddenly shattered because of the starry cold face.

He could even hear the broken voice clearly, and he was a little impatient and didn't dare to think about it anymore, but his thoughts couldn't help him, and he couldn't stop.

The starry words kept ringing in his ears, again and again, and the cold voice and expressionless face made him have to stay awake all the time.

Those words made him miserable, made him unbearable, made him blame himself, made him feel guilty.

"I've never been in love with you."

Never.

Fanxing's words were so simple and light, and when they fell on his heart, they became a thousand pounds of boulders, weighing him down.

It's as if from the beginning, their acquaintances and encounters are just according to the passing scenes of those scenes on the stage.

After performing the prosperous and warm feelings, after getting off the stage, I was tired and felt that all my love had been exhausted.

All emotions are gone, whether I know you or not, I don't have the slightest emotion for you.

The falcon felt as if his heart was being poked by something, and he couldn't swallow it or spit it out in one breath, and it was very uncomfortable.

Even when his life was threatened, he didn't feel that it was so unbearable, and the mental torture seemed to be more painful and unacceptable than the mental torture.

"If you take advantage of the situation, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

The slightly shrill voice of the stars made Falcon face her mouth for a long time, unable to speak, he didn't want to say it, and he didn't know how to say it.

He knew that his words would eventually become a sentence in the mouth of the stars.

"Justify, when can you not justify ......"

"Let's go."

He sighed, grabbed the bamboo leaves that had been on the table for a long time and took a sip, the spicy taste of alcohol bloomed along the taste buds, and there was a slight numbness.

The aroma of the wine blooms between his lips and teeth, and the wine seems to carry some unique stories and emotions, which suddenly enriches his emotions.

He didn't want to be swayed by emotions like this, so he simply swallowed all the flavors, and the mellow fragrance flowed down his throat.

When I felt my appetite warmly, I stopped, lingering in the position of my stomach, and the taste was a little pleasant.

But all this was completely different from Falcon's mood, and he sighed, as if this breath could sigh out all the gloom of his mood.

He shook his head, thinking that if he could sigh, it would not be a good thing for him.

The sky outside the window was gloomy, and the mood of the falcon was so contrasting.

"Do you know, I helped Duan Aoyang for Lin Feiye."

How could the falcon not know that even if he said it a thousand times now, the stars would not be able to hear it, he sighed again, and his eyes became hazy.

Xu is alcohol has taken effect on his head, and his face is also slightly drunk, but all of this is exclusive to him, and no one notices.

Falcon could only think that maybe this was the last thing he could do for his master's beloved woman.

He looked at the palm of his hand and touched it, and there was poison left by the stars in the palm of his hand, which could ask for a person's name in less than a stick of incense.

The falcon snorted, as if there was a sneer, life was played with by the stars in applause, was it his life, he had also been played with by the stars like this, but he himself never found out.

In his ears was the words that the stars had said not long ago that made him sad.

"Falcon, a tasteless person like you is not qualified to be Shan'er's father at all."

The pauses were clear, and the falcon listened to it in its ears, but it hurt in its heart.

The person who is valued says that he is incompetent, what else can he justify, he hung his head weakly, and the thousands of threads in his heart turned into a faint sigh in the end.

Who can really understand his emotions, and who can he explain his emotions to this person clearly.

All of this, only the falcon himself is in a clear mood.

He got up, picked up the bamboo leaf green that had already bottomed out in the wine jug on the table, and smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, but the evil smile looked like a lost soul.

A pair of deep eyes, looking into the distance, no focus, but the eyes are full of misery.

How he wished that cute little man could now be in his arms, smiling at him, even if it was just a glance.

"Hey..."

A heavy sigh came again, and he no longer hesitated, and was drained from the wine, the spicy taste running down his throat with a slight heat.

"Shhhhh

Compared to the pain in my heart at the moment, this little burning is nothing, clasping the thin lips, but the smell of wine still floats out between my teeth.

I exhaled and let the taste in my mouth lighten a little.

He looked out the window in a daze, it was already completely dark, and only a small bridge in the distance hung a lantern that was not very bright.

As soon as the wind passed, the lanterns swayed, and the light shining on the ground seemed to ripple with the water, arousing strong human affection.

The leaves of the trees at the head of the bridge fell in twos and threes, floating on the current, and swimming far away with the murmuring, as if its life had not yet ended.

The falcon just looked at the lantern and stopped for a long time...... For a long time.

Instead, he pulled on his cyan robe, turned around and resolutely opened the door and took a step.

It's time to leave.

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