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(1) I once promised to be with her, but Providence always loves to torment the world, and I have nothing to do with her after all.

In the sixth year of the Qin calendar, on the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, on that day, I finally got my wish to marry the love of my life - Yuhuo

On that day, I became the happiest man in the world, and I could be with her for the rest of my life.

Judging from the hourglass on the side of the bed, it should be a moment at this time, but the excitement outside has long since faded, and the unknown insects are crying boringly, and the surroundings seem to be quiet and traceless.

She is now sleeping quietly on the happy bed behind me, sleeping with the happy clothes, maybe she is busy these days, girl, thin lips slightly pursed, frowning slightly, very cute.

When Yuhuo was awake, I never dared to look at her so closely. At that time, this girl already had someone she liked, and that person was Hanako.

Because of the burning of flowers, Yuhuo looked at me with the alienation of rejecting people thousands of miles away, and there was never half love, and Huo'er's world could only accommodate that person.

When I stroked her eyebrows one by one, I could barely control the trembling of my fingertips.

Today's laughter may be happiness in the eyes of others, but I know that her laughter is only for one person. It's sad that person is not me, Meng Lingxuan.

Although she doesn't like me, I still hope that she and I can grow old in vain and never give up.

Meng Lingxuan collapsed, like a fishing fire, lying in his clothes, holding his hands and sleeping.

"Yuhuo, my wife, is also lucky."

After a long time, Yuhuo opened his eyes and cautiously crossed Meng Lingxuan.

"Brother Meng, Yuhuo can't accompany you anymore, Huazi didn't come, Huo'er wants to go to him.

At the last glance, this brother Meng, who had hurt her for many years, knew that if she said goodbye, she might never see her again. The half-hidden door eventually disappeared into the dark corner.

(2) "Exquisite dice and red beans, into the bones of lovesickness do not know." "Since you took my Acacia Gu, in this life, we can't figure it out.

When Meng Lingxuan woke up from his dream, the person next to him had long since disappeared, but there was a letter left in the place where the person had slept.

Huo'er finally left, tears soaked the black letters, and the letter in his hand was wrinkled because of the excessive force.

It's useless to be lovesick, and it ruins the first meeting. ”

Suddenly, the letter in his hand became a strip and flew all over the sky.

Huo'er, I treat you sincerely, but you have no mercy for me, so very good, very good. Meng Lingxuan was so angry that he fainted.

When I woke up, a raging fire burned in my heart, and jealousy and hatred hit me together. All this is enough to drive a rational person crazy. Do irrational things.

After waking up, Meng Lingxuan touched his heart lightly and felt the beating there.

It was for Huo'er, but unfortunately Huo'er never came.

He hates Hanako, and he wants Hanako to pay the price. Even if Huo'er hates him in this life, he Meng Lingxuan will never give up.

When he finally saw the fire gradually disappear from his life, he finally knew that if he had never loved, what was right or wrong.

Meng Lingxuan was afraid, afraid that Huo'er would not be there. He was ridiculously wrong, but the person he loved died in front of him.

He regretted it, but unfortunately it was too late.

Even if the catastrophe is gone, even if the lovesickness is in the bones, I will treat your eyebrows and eyes as before, and the years will be the same.

[What is the love word, you can know it when you enter the empty door], since there is no chance in this life, can you hold your hand in the next life. (3) In the fourth year of the Qin calendar, the eighth day of the eighth month of the lunar calendar, the Lantern Festival.

My name is Yuhuo, and I was born in a family of poetry, books and etiquette, but I was not infected by the smell of books.

In other words, "a woman is virtuous if she is not talented" is the truth I advocate.

Because my father had many children, he didn't criticize me too much, but because I was more naΓ―ve, I liked me more.

I have never understood why the simple "knowing" can bind too many people.

It can make a mediocre man enjoy the prosperity of the world because of the daily chatter and the title of the gold list. can also make a daughter's family completely abandon expectations, only a husband and a child for a lifetime, and then stop it.

Just like a prison bird, no matter how it flies, it can only move in a certain range. Lost the solitude of enjoying the sky.

I don't read much, so I don't have so many constraints. And so there is the future.

On the street, because of the arrival of the Lantern Festival, it seems that it has not become deserted because of the arrival of night, but the lights in the home are bright, driving away the chill and having a faint warmth.

I kept pestering my mother, and finally got my dad to agree to let me go out to see the Lantern Festival.

The Lantern Festival is really a rare scene, that day with the maid Xiaowu to look around, walking, and disappearing in the sea of people.

Xiaowu just looked at the lanterns more, and when she looked up, there was still the shadow of her young lady.

The sea of people is vast, which is in a hurry, so she pushed aside the crowd to find her young lady.

As he walked, he was suddenly attracted by a poem on the lantern.

"If you don't feel lovesick in your life, you will be lovesick, and you will be lovesick" read out softly.

Scratching his head, I was puzzled, why is it not lovesick and lovesick, is this lovesick or not! Nasty verses.

"Bad verses, stinky verses" isn't fun at all.

Hua Ziyan next to him looked at the puzzled little girl in front of him and suddenly had an urge to get close to her, maybe he had forgotten his mission.

"Xiaowu, this Lantern Festival is too boring, there are all kinds of nasty verses everywhere. Let's go! With that, he picked up the flower next to him and walked forward.

Listening to Yuhuo's complaints all the way, Huazi Yan couldn't help but laugh softly, Yuhuo was startled, and looked back to see where this is Xiaowu, such a beautiful sister.

The flower child next to her looked at the panicked appearance of the little girl in front of her, and the cute mold actually laughed stupidly.

Yuhuo looked up again and saw that the beautiful sister was smiling without hesitation.

My sister is beautiful, I'm afraid she is the most beautiful person I've seen so far, but this smile is too unelegant! Could it be that my sister is also a bold faction?

Beautiful sister, why are you so happy! Yuhuo looked at it with very cute eyes and asked.

"Sister", the laughter stopped abruptly, little girl, you call me sister, the hand you are holding is trembling. Hua Ziyan looked at the little girl in front of her and stroked the hair in front of Yuhuo's forehead.

I don't know why, I was suddenly moved by the beautiful sister in front of me, and my ears turned red.

(4) Little girl, just look at your views on poetry, but it is unique and different!

Yuhuo felt that his face was about to burn, and now he could see it bigger. A small face is about to be buried in the clothes.

Do you hate this poem too? These saints will always say some high-sounding words to confuse the world, which is really rotten to the highest level.

If you don't even dare to ask for the person you love, what's the use of lovesickness, why bother with love.

looked at the beautiful sister's pair of books carefully compiled by the saint, and scolded heartily. Yuhuo seems to have found a bosom friend, although my sister is rude,

Hanako burned Xu scolded enough, so he stopped and looked at the cute girl in front of him.

Unnaturally hooked the girl's nose, not feeling how intimate it was.

The sudden rise in the temperature of his face brought Yuhuo back to his senses, and what my sister said was right, but since what the sage wrote also had his truth.

"Zhihu, I don't understand, I don't like those women's rules or anything, look at my sister like this, maybe it's the same as me!"

Suddenly fireworks burst into the air, lighting up the entire town. Hanako glanced at it and knew that the plan had succeeded. Then he will go back to his life.

This girl is really interesting. He didn't want to miss it like that.

(4) Some people say, "If you don't have a fate in a previous life, you have to reunite and make a wish in the next life." "But Hanako never believed in an afterlife.

Hua Ziyan remembered that one night, the man stood under the eaves of the rain, and said lightly: "At the beginning, I married someone else for the throne, but at that time, I thought it was just a moment, as long as I endured it, it would pass." There was a faint mist in his eyes, like a melancholy that had not dissipated for many years, and his voice was lowered, like a suddenly dim sky.

"At that time, I felt uncomfortable, thinking that it was just for a while, but it turned out to be ...... It's a lifetime. ”

The Buddha said: "It took 500 times to look back and pass by." ”

It's not easy to see each other, and it's even rarer to fall in love.

Little girl, my sister is leaving, seeing that you and I are so fateful, it's good for my sister to give you something.

Looking at the little point that was confused again, he smiled lightly and disappeared at the end of the night.

Repeatedly looked at the jade pendant in his hand, which was engraved with a flower burn, could this be my sister's name, but it was really good!

Looking up, where was there still a trace of a beautiful sister in front of him, he suddenly shouted towards the end of the night: "Hanako, sister is Hanako." ”

The aftermath lingered throughout the night, and the faint echo was still swirling.

The most beautiful thing in the world is the lights, the beauty is scorching, standing side by side with him.

The fishing fire and the flower burning, it seems that from the moment they first met, they will be entangled in life and life, and they will never die......

(5) Change my heart, for your heart, and remember each other deeply.

That time, there was a lovesick person in the fishing fire, and from time to time I thought of that person, the beautiful big sister.

What kind of confusion did he make this time, Yuhuo patted himself hard, my sister is a woman, how can I be like this, no, no.

Yuhuo has to laugh at himself many times, he should like that kind of majestic general, why can he forget Hanako's burning alone.

What worries her the most is that the person she is thinking about is the same gender as her. There is no room for such unruly love in this world.

Where should she go, looking at the jade pendant placed next to her, and pondering the past deeply.

In the fifth year of the Qin calendar, at the beginning of March, the sky was fine.

His name is Hanako, the intelligence pavilion master of the Yin and Yang family. has a face that is lost in all women, charming and colorful and kills invisibly.

He was the master of the pavilion, and he was supposed to be ruthless and loveless, but one day, a girl suddenly broke into his world. Overwhelmed him.

Yuhuo would never know that someone had watched her in the dark for a long, long time.

With faint and delicate eyebrows and shining eyes like black jewels, when looking at a place in a daze, there will always be a dumbness that is overwhelmed, and the corners of the mouth are happily raised, revealing the shallow dimples on the cheeks.

Obviously it should be a lady, but she doesn't like embroidery, loves madness, and doesn't have half of a woman's talent.

Such a person, it matters what Hanako likes to burn.