After taking a bath, Zhao Xiangnong opened the bathroom door and frowned after seeing Song Yuze.

"Rice said you've already had dinner at the yoga studio." Song Yuze had nothing to say.

Zhao Xiangnong threw Song Yuze a "you are so bored" look and began to wipe his hair with a towel, Song Yuze took the towel from her hand, and asked casually: "You have been out for a long time today, where have you been today?" I'll call you and you'll shut it down. ”

Zhao Xiangnong turned her back, and the towel in Song Yuze's hand gently fell on her half-dried hair.

After Song Yuze straightened her hair, after just the right pause, Zhao Xiangnong said softly: "I have already booked a ticket to Switzerland, I will leave Chicago the day before your trial, and today I went to the apartment where Zhu Yan lived before, which is the apartment you arranged for her." ”

After finishing speaking, Zhao Xiangnong turned around, faced Song Yuze, and whispered to his gaze: "Because I haven't seen it with my own eyes, I haven't believed it all along, no, it should be said that I don't accept the news that Zhu Yan is dead, so I went there today, I think that only if I go there, I may be able to accept the fact that Zhu Yan is dead, and then I met a white woman, she told me something, and when I left, I was thinking that Zhu Yan was really dead." Song Yuze, do you understand when I say that? ”

Song Yuze nodded.

Seeing that Song Yuze didn't have the slightest intention of leaving her room after blowing her hair, Zhao Xiangnong straightened her face, and Song Yuze left her room.

When Song Yuze left her room, Zhao Xiangnon opened the window and faced the window, Zhao Xiangnon looked at the dark night sky outside the window.

Closing the window, Zhao Xiangnong faced the mirror and practiced his expression in front of the mirror.

After waiting for a while, Zhao Xiangnon sat on the carpet, and in front of her was a splicing model of the Eiffel Tower, which was one of the most difficult models on the market, because Zhao Xiangnon often had insomnia in recent days, Rice brought her this, and she took a lot of effort to splice half of it, and the clock came to almost half past eleven, and Zhao Xiangnon shouted.

When Song Yuze pushed open the door, Zhao Xiangnong covered his fingers that were scratched by the edges and corners of the metal model of the Eiffel Tower, Song Yuze rushed towards her, grabbed her hand and checked it, and for the first time, he lowered his head and held her fingers.

In that instantaneous flow of time, there is a faint pain, a faint sourness, a faint sweetness, and there is much more reluctance than a faint one.

When Song Yuze raised his head, Zhao Xiangnong put on a look of disgust: Brother, what you just did was unhygienic and old-fashioned.

Song Yuze ignored her, his eyes fixed on the model on the floor.

So, Zhao Xiangnon said: "I haven't been able to sleep too early recently, so I ......"

Song Yuze didn't say anything, just reached out and touched her hair.

Looking at the model that was only half spliced together, Zhao Xiangnong was a little frustrated: "I think this is particularly difficult, I can't figure it out after several nights." ”

Looking at Song Yuze's disapproving expression, Zhao Xiangnong suddenly had a whimsical thought: "Song Yuze might as well get it done by you, it is said that this fastest record is fifty minutes, I have already completed half of it, and you can complete the remaining half, if you can complete it in half an hour, I will fulfill your wish, this wish is within the range of what I can give." ”

Song Yuze was looking at her, as if weighing the so-called wish in her mouth: "This wish includes all the qiē you can give?" ”

Pretending to ignore Song Yuze's gaze that lingered on her lips for a short time, Zhao Xiangnong nodded very cautiously.

And so, the countdown began.

Zhao Xiangnong believed that in the half hour of the countdown, she must be more nervous than Song Yuze, afraid that Song Yuze would not complete the model in half an hour, so she would have to think of another way to make what she wanted to achieve become a natural one, it was not easy to deceive Song Yuze, and it was Song Yuze who had been lying to her all the time.

In the twenty-eighth minute of half an hour, the drop of sweat dripping from her forehead fell on the carpet, Zhao Xiangnong picked up the cushion to cover the traces of sweat falling, at this time she didn't need to worry, she was sure that Song Yuze would complete the overall model in half an hour, and Zhao Xiangnong wiped the sweat off her forehead without a trace.

In the twenty-ninth minute, Song Yuze raised his head and smiled proudly, and his gaze fell on her lips unscrupulously, the purpose was obvious.

"Zhao Xiangnong, you said it, you will fulfill one of my wishes if I finish it in half an hour." Song Yuze's voice was pleasant, as if he was a hunter and she was the prey.

"Tell me, what do you want?" Zhao Xiangnong put on a state of being a rich family.

Song Yuze lowered his eyes, his body crossed the model of the Eiffel Tower, which had been completely assembled, and approached her, Zhao Xiangnong's waist made a subconscious movement to lean back, and said in his mouth, Song ...... Song Yuze, you ...... Don't come closer.

When his lips were about to touch hers, Zhao Xiangnong stretched out his hand, her palm was between the lips of the two people, and he stubbornly moved out the unappetizing words: "Song Yuze, don't forget, if it weren't for such a thing, your identity would now be my ex-husband." ”

Song Yuze didn't get any closer, his lips touched the palm of her hand: "Don't play tricks with me, as you said just now, to fulfill one of my wishes within the scope of what you can give, my request couldn't be more reasonable, isn't it?" ”

It seems like that.

"Zhao Xiangnong, I will give you two choices next, either you kiss me, or I will kiss you."

Song Yuze, bastard! Zhao Xiangnon frowned, his brows stretched out when her brows furrowed, and the stretched brows combined with the streamer under his eyes had a kind of magic that made her look stupid, so she let his hand take away her hand.

At the last second when his lip flap was about to be attached to hers, Zhao Xiangnong said: "Song Yuze, persuade me, persuade me and let you kiss me." ”

"Didn't I convince you just now?" Song Yuze's eyes were fixed on her lips.

"It's not enough." Yes, not enough, she wanted more, for the next time that was about to belong to him and her.

A few seconds later.

"Zhao Xiangnong, close your eyes." He said to her.

Zhao Xiangnong didn't close his eyes, looking like you don't want to play tricks.

"Well, close your eyes, I swear, I won't kiss you secretly." He laughed.

So, Zhao Xiangnong pretended to be very uneasy and closed his eyes.

"Zhao Xiangnon, did you see the clock in the square?" His voice was gentle.

Zhao Xiangnon shook her head, her uncooperation made her forehead get a beating: "Zhao Xiangnong, even if you don't see it, pretend to see it." ”

Okay, okay, this time Zhao Xiangnong really closed her eyes, and then answered when Song Yuze asked her that question.

Song Yuze's beautiful voice flowed in her ears: "Now, Song Yuze and Zhao Xiangnon, who are standing in front of that clock, are both twenty-five years old, and then, soon the clock began to turn, three years have passed, no, two years have passed." ”

"Song Yuze, why do you want to change three years to two years." Zhao Xiangnon asked.

"Because Song Yuze doesn't want to give Zhao Xiangnong any chance to change his mind, because he doesn't want to become another Bai Yuan embroidery, he is afraid that another Song Yuze will suddenly appear in his absence, and two years is enough for him to be frightened."

Zhao Xiangnong smiled, not this time, really won't change his mind, no, tears are about to seep out, so Zhao Xiangnong hurriedly urged Song Yuze: "Okay, two years, and then what?" ”

"Then, two years have passed, at this time Zhao Xiangnong is twenty-seven years old, Song Yuze is also twenty-seven years old, they met in the vast sea of people, maybe it was goodbye love, maybe the old love is unforgettable, maybe it was fate destined, and then, Song Yuze finally moved Zhao Xiangnong with his sincerity, Zhao Xiangnong found that there is no more handsome than Song Yuze in this world, more suitable for her, and a man who understands her and decided to accept him."

"And then?"

"And then they had their first date."

"And then?"

"Then, ah......, can Zhao Xiangnon let the first date skip by."

“……”

"The first date was skipped, the second date was skipped, and then it came to their third date."

"Why didn't you skip the third date?!" Zhao Xiangnong endured his anger.

"The third date can't be skipped, because there is moonlight, because there are flowers, because there is no one around them, because Song Yuze is going to kiss Zhao Xiangnon."

"You said before that you would do a lot of things to please me to get my kisses, and I didn't see anything you did to please me." Zhao Shannon expressed his protest.

"Why not, I spent a lot of time helping you get your puppy back, I queued up every day to buy your favorite bread, I carried you back from school to the apartment when it rained so as not to stain your beautiful shoes, I helped you catch the thief who sneaked into your apartment, and I did your homework for you when you were lazy. You ......" Song Yuze counted them one by one.

Unable to suppress it, the corners of her mouth began to rise.

"Zhao Xiangnong, I'm going to kiss you."

She didn't speak again.

His lips were pressed against hers, and after a shallow temptation, he was greedy and couldn't wait to hold on.

Song Yuze is very grateful to be able to kiss her lips again, he and she are now staying at the age of twenty-five, which also makes Song Yuze very grateful, because two years have passed, they are only twenty-seven years old, they are still so young, and they will have a long time to spend together.

Her lips were so soft, she clung to his body so soft, she ...... Without a corset, the two plump balls rubbed gently on his chest, up and down as his lips and tongue intertwined, he couldn't help but think...... Hold it, and once you hold it, the top one will surely reach his palm first, and God knows how much he misses the touch that is as soft as the petals of a freshly bloomed flower.

Instinct had preceded his thoughts, and instinct drove his hand through the collar of her nightgown, and his fingers were removed as soon as they touched the plump periphery of her chest.

"Song ...... Song Yuze, as you said, just kiss. Her protest was extremely weak.

He didn't pay attention to her, his hand reached into her neckline for the second time, she took his hand away for the second time, and when he reached in for the third time, she still wanted to take her hand away, this time, Song Yuze had firmly controlled the soft ball in his palm before her, her top was in the palm of his hand, he moved his palm slightly, and the body that was attached to him trembled slightly.

In her indecision, he coaxed her: "Just touch, I won't do anything else, I promise." ”

So, in his half-threatening half-seduction, he gently laid her on the floor, his body covered her body, her cheeks were red underneath, he took off her pajamas from her shoulders, and when the collar came to the crook of her arm, the part of her chest was exposed before his eyes, and he lowered his head, trying to take the red and bright into his mouth.

Her hand went to cover it.

"Anon, I miss you, I want to go in, let me in, huh." He confessed himself to her.

She looked at him, her hands still tightly covering her chest.

At a very close distance, Song Yuze saw the struggle in Zhao Xiangnong's eyes.

"What's wrong?" Lips touched her earlobe.

"I'm afraid." She whispered.

"Look, what are you afraid of?"

"I don't know."

The fear in her eyes was real, Song Yuze exhaled deeply, they will be separated for a few years in the future, and he can't let her heart be scared in these few years.

"Are you angry?" Seeing that he didn't speak, she asked.

Stupid, how can he be angry now.

"Song Yuze, we just reached our third date, if that is not too fast, it is natural to be afraid." She said it again.

Her voice matched her face, and the content of her speech reached an extremely cute Cheng dù, so cute...... He needed to take deep breaths to release the agitation in his body.

After a lot of hard work, Song Yuze finally suppressed the physiological restlessness, exhaled deeply, and said to her: "Zhao Xiangnong, you stupid, it has been half a year since our third date, Song Yuze has touched Zhao Xiangnon many times, and ......"

With a shallow smile, Song Yuze's lips were close to her ear: "And...... And Zhao Xiangnon also took a plane for Song Yuze, that time it happened in the library, it was a rainy day, Zhao Xiangnong came to the library to take shelter from the rain, a few minutes passed, Song Yuze took an umbrella to pick up Zhao Xiangnong, on this day, Zhao Xiangnong was wearing a silk shirt, the rain drenched her shirt, and then stuck to her, setting off her figure, and also looked at Song Yuze, there was no one in the library that day, and it rained very heavily outside, Song Yuze pulled Zhao Xiangnong to the corner of the library, took her hand and told her something, Zhao Xiangnong, I'm hard there...... In Zhao Xiangnong's coquettishness, Song Yuze threatened Zhao Xiangnong that if he didn't help him solve it, he would do things that would make her embarrassed, such as swaggering out of the library with a small tent under the condition that everyone knew about their relationship. ”

"Bastard, Song Yuze, you are a hooligan, you are a pervert." She smacked him with her hands, her mouth sneering, as if he had really done something that would disgrace him.

Song Yuze grabbed her hand and continued: "So, Zhao Xiangnong had no way to take Song Yuze, his trembling fingers untied his belt, and his hand reached in, she was scared for the first time, because her fingers moved when she touched it lightly, and it was very hot, not only hot but also ...... size"

"Shut up, shut up! Song Yuze, don't go on. She reached out and covered his mouth.

His voice was revealed from between her fingers: "On this rainy day, in the corner of the library, the man and woman watching from a distance seem to be whispering, but in fact, using the cover of that book, Zhao Xiangnong's face was flushed, she was about to cry, and her hands were ...... quickly Finally, he was released in the palm of her hand. After this rainy day, Song Yuze and Zhao Xiangnong made a request to live together, Zhao Xiangnong thought about it for a few days, they went to the mall together, they bought couple pajamas, bought couple pillows, bought couple cups, and they also bought back one of the most important things, which is the ultra-thin style that Song Yuze likes. ”

"Zhao Xiangnong, you see that we have experienced everything that we should have experienced."

She was looking at him, her cheeks were red, her eyes were blurry, and she asked him if Song Yuze would really become what you said in the future?

"Yes, we're going to be like that."

She lowered her eyes.

"Anon, I miss you, I want to go in, let me in, huh?" His lips touched the palm of her hand that was still in his mouth.

"Song Yuze, can you give me five minutes to think about it?"

Five minutes later, she nodded under his burning gaze, and Song Yuze let out a loud cheer in his heart, his hand wanting to tear her clothes.

"Wait!" She said with a stern expression: "Song Yuze, you have to promise me a request, you agreed to my request, and I will let the ultra-thin style set you buy come in handy." ”

Song Yuze wanted to slap his palm on the ground, gritted his teeth, and said word by word: "What requirements?" ”

"Find a way to get rid of that thing on your feet, and then we'll get out of here, Song Yuze, I know you have a way." Zhao Xiangnon pointed to his feet.

This woman really thinks of him as a future soldier! Song Yuze frowned.

Her fingers touched his brow, and her voice was charming and coquettish: "Song Yuze, if you wear that thing and do it with me, I don't think I will be committed enough." ”

Song Yuze felt that Zhao Xiangnong's words made some sense.

"You're so hateful sometimes, so hateful that I have to wrap my foot around your waist, and you know, I don't have enough strength to slip my foot off your waist if I accidentally slip off your waist, and then, I might touch that thing on your foot, and then I'm sure I'll get distracted."

Indeed, Song Yuze could almost imagine how unappetizing that moment was.

When Song Yuze went to make that call with great longing, he never thought that Zhao Xiangnong would put it in such a way, and she used her charming voice to let him fall into her trap without much effort, and stupidly cooperate with her.

Half an hour after Song Yuze finished making the call, two men came, one of whom used the assistance of a magnetic field jammer to put the electronic shackles on Song Yuze's ankle on the feet of another man who was about the same size as Song Yuze, and this qiē only happened in a few minutes or so.

At about half past twelve, Song Yuze drove away from the back door with Zhao Xiangnong.

Cars are parked at intersections, cars are flowing endlessly, neon lights are overwhelming, and the whole city of Chicago never sleeps.

"Your Royal Highness, where are we going now?" He asked her.

She pointed forward: "Drive the carriage forward, to the road paved with flowers, to the bridge that looks like the moon from afar, to the mountains and rivers, to the forest and lake, and when the carriage stops on the shore of the lake, let you kiss me." ”

So, the cars drove through the long night, crossing the highway and crossing the bridge, and the neon light was missing and a faint moonlight came to their faces, accompanying them along the road.

The car followed the banks of the Mississippi River, through Deep Forest Park, and finally found the lake.

The sky was dark and dark, and the surroundings were quiet, except for the occasional sound of fish jumping in the water, and none of them spoke, or perhaps they did not need to speak.

Zhao Xiangnong turned down the lights of the carriage a little, and fumbled with her hand to unfasten the seat belt, and after unfastening the seat belt, her hand gently touched Song Yuze's hand, Song Yuze held her hand in the palm of her hand, and at such a moment, Song Yuze walked from his seat to her seat.

The two of them squeezed into the co-pilot's seat, the co-pilot's seat had been adjusted to a large arc tilt, she was half-lying on Song Yuze's body, lowered her eyes, and let Song Yuze's hand reach into her skirt, letting his hand pick open the thin layer of lace and reach in.

Concerned that her body was in the recovery period, he did not dare to be too reckless, after asking her consent, her head rested on his shoulder socket when the first finger entered, and she did not dare to look at him, under his gentle temptation, she was soon emotional, and when her body was as soft as a puddle of water, she was placed on the car seat, the thin lace was rolled down her legs little by little, and on the contrary, her wide skirt and long skirt were piled up around her waist, and after several refusals to no avail, her obedient hand was pulled by him, Go and hold where he is tense, and ......

She was starting to get scared again, and it was so ...... in her hands Even though he knew that he would eventually accommodate him, he ...... I still can't help but want to tell you.

Before she could speak, he had already spoken, and his voice was as dark as the night around him: "Don't be afraid...... I'll be a little lighter. ”

When the dawn came to the carriage, they were already sweating profusely, and the gas evaporated from the sweat and the gas they gasped violently during the emotional period faintly fainted in the carriage, and also fainted in the window glass, thus making the carriage seem to become a world.

Her body unfolded for him in the most extreme way, and the more they fell in love, the more they longed for compatibility, and along that most primitive instinct they sought to explore each other more and more.

At this moment, the body sitting on top of him was shaking violently, he was buried deep in hers, her legs wrapped around his waist, her hands tightly wrapped around his neck, her head resting on her shoulder socket, leaving him to ...... tirelessly, with repeated bumps and bumps to shatter every strand of her thoughts.

Then, do everything you can to be inclusive.

Forget the parting, forget the scalpel.

At the extreme, the hot liquid fell to the deepest part of her body, and he was extremely annoyed, because they had forgotten the safety measures because they were greedy for a moment of pleasure and greedy for unbridled demands.

"Safe period." She spoke to him.

It doesn't matter if it's not a safe period, Zhao Xiangnon thought.

Dawn came, dawn came to its heyday when the world outside the carriage was boundlessly opened, Zhao Xiangnong lay in Song Yuze's arms, falling into a deep sleep, she was covered with his coat, and he was reluctant to leave her body.

Coo-coo-Zhao Xiangnon closed her eyes tightly even when she heard her stomach protesting, and his laughter was very close, as if it would penetrate her eardrums anytime and anywhere, tickling her heart.

"Zhao Xiangnong, get up quickly, the sun is shining on your buttocks." Song Yuze amplified his voice.

Zhao Xiangnong reluctantly opened her eyes, just like Song Yuze said, the daylight at half past ten in the morning refracted through the gaps in the trees and into the carriage, and Song Yuze was already sitting in the driver's seat looking at her.

A few minutes passed, Zhao Xiangnong was still holding the coat covering her body and glaring at Song Yuze, she was conveying to Song Yuze, "Beast, don't go away, I want to change my clothes." Such a message.

Now Zhao Xiangnong basically wears nothing but a pair of stockings.

Seeing that Song Yuze hadn't meant to open his face yet, Zhao Xiangnong was sneering: "Song Yuze! ”

"Zhao Xiangnong, you are my wife."

"So what?"

The gaze that fell on her face darkened: "It is a natural thing for a husband to see his wife wearing clothes, Zhao Xiangnong, I want to see it." ”

Song Yuze wants to see Zhao Xiangnong dressed, so let him see it, as long as he wants to, she can do it for him.

It's just that she's not as bold as her friend.

The body left the inclined car seat and sitting, the long coat that covered her breasts slowly slipped to her waist, and the hand that remembered to hold the long skirt changed to take the corset because of his gaze on her breasts.

"Zhao Shannon." He called her.

So the hand holding the bodice was changed again to go to get the long skirt.

In the end, it was Song Yuze who retreated, and when there were still three buttons left in her shirt that were not buttoned, Song Yuze opened the car door and ......

A "pop" resounded on the surface of the lake, breaking the silence of the forest.

The sunlight pouring down from the sky fell on the lake, and the lake sparkled on the lake, Zhao Xiangnong sat on the wooden plank bridge that extended to the lake, eating and watching Song Yuze swim in the lake.

Zhao Xiangnong was very happy, because she felt that this was completely Song Yuze's own doing.

"Song Yuze, why do you suddenly want to swim at this time?" It's silly and naïve to ask, she has to have some fun on this idle morning.

Song Yuze responded to him with a faster splashing sound, how angry this person should be, her physical condition was there, and if she didn't control it, she was almost going to faint under him.

Zhao Xiangnong asked a second time and still didn't get a response, so she took a small pebble and threw it at Song Yuze, Song Yuze was a little unlucky, and the first pebble was thrown on his head.

Apparently, he was annoyed, so he ......

"Zhao Xiangnon, I will never see you change clothes in the future." He shouted frantically in the middle of the lake, and his voice echoed through the forest over and over again.

It's so cute, Song Yuze is so cute, while praising Song Yuze for being cute in his heart, his eyes are already full of tears, my dear, do you know? If you don't watch it, you won't have to watch it.

In the future, you really don't have to watch Zhao Xiangnong change clothes.

Looking up, the sky color in early April was very pale blue.

The sound of the water approached her feet hanging on the bridge, and he swam to her side, his tone still tinged with a little bit of indignation: "Zhao Xiangnong, you are very proud now, right?" ”

Yes, she was proud.

The car continued deep into the forest, and just before sunset they found the treehouse inn they had planned to stay for one night.

The Treehouse Inn was run by an Indian, who followed the business model left by their ancestors, there was no power supply, no internet, wooden rooms built on hundreds of years of tree-ring trees, and the extremely simple room layout made people feel as if they had suddenly gone back to 50 years ago.

It was night, Zhao Xiangnong was lying on the windowsill, her eyes were swinging from the old vines hanging in front of the window, and the nearby trees were lit with kerosene lamps.

Unlike her laziness, Song Yuze was excited, this fool had just taken her to the room of the old Indian who was more than a hundred years old, it was the grandfather of the owner of the tree house, it was said that he had the ability to predict the future fate, many people came from afar for his ability, Song Yuze paid a lot of dollars after the old gentleman began to read words, when Zhao Xiangnong said from the old gentleman that she and Song Yuze would grow old together, she almost guessed in her heart that this person was a god.

Well, when he heard that he and she would grow old together, Song Yuze stuffed the old man with a large sum of money.

Growing old together?! Zhao Xiangnong felt bitter in her heart, she seemed to understand the definition of this word too late, it was really too late.

When it was a little deeper at night, she was still sitting motionless in front of the window, and Song Yuze whispered on the side: "In the car, I was still yelling to take a bath." ”

"Hmm......"

"Well, the water is ready."

"Hmmm......"

"Zhao Xiangnon, I'm going to sleep, I'm tired from driving all day, if the water gets cold, I won't pay attention to you."

"Song Yuze," Zhao Xiangnong pulled a long tail note: "My feet are sore, I'm lazy, I don't want to move." ”

He frowned, sighed, and finally, she managed to lie in the crook of his arm.

The bathroom is small, boxy, all built of wooden planks, the water vapor of the bathtub spreads around, Song Yuze put her down, turned his head, Zhao Xiangnong took his hand, he rubbed her hair: "I'm waiting for you outside, if there is anything to call me, it's okay." ”

Song Yuze in front of him still has traces left by firewood on his face, and the guests need to boil hot water by themselves, and Song Yuze is busy for a lot of time in order to let her take a hot bath.

"Wash together." She lowered her eyes, her fingers drawing circles in the palm of his hand.

The hand that fell on her head moved to her face and touched her face: "The water is almost cold, take a bath, and have a good rest tonight." ”

With that, he fled and left the bathroom.

Surrounded by warm water, Zhao Xiangnong slowly counted, counting the time she belonged to and Song Yuze that was left.

Night.

The lights in the four corners of the room went out twice, and the small little fire flickered because of the air current, and the body that was clinging to him made it more and more impossible for Song Yuze to get along with her in a similar mode of pure chat, and now what he had to fight was the force he wanted to touch her and hit her.

"Zhao Xiangnong, don't you sleep?" For the nth time, he reminded: "It's getting late. ”

"I'm not sleepy."

Gritting his teeth, Song Yuze wanted to scold the street, what was this woman doing with the two balls on her chest to squeeze him? Do you know how guilty he felt when he woke up early this morning and saw her pale face.

He asks for excess, he has no restraint! He remembered that at the end of the sprint in her body, her head hit the roof several times.

"Zhao Xiangnong, I have to drive tomorrow."

"Hmm."

Night.

Song Yuze closed his eyes tightly, he couldn't open his eyes to see her who was already lying on top of him, he knew that as soon as he opened his eyes, he would definitely tear the pajamas on her body to pieces, because that thin pajamas made him want to tear them anytime and anywhere as soon as she left the bathroom.

"Song Yuze, have you slept?"

Song Yuze let himself emit a breathing sound similar to that of an extremely even breathing during a deep sleep.

"I really slept." Her voice was a little muffled: "I still want to ask you a question?" ”

Song Yuze couldn't stand Zhao Xiangnong's voice with any hint of displeasure, and snorted from his nasal cavity: "What's the problem?" ”

"What I want to ask is that Song Yuze a few years later, in addition to asking Zhao Xiangnong to fly for him and sleep with her." The soft voice is graceful and sultry: "Is there anything else you want in particular, huh?" For example......"

At that moment, Song Yuze felt that his heartbeat missed a beat.

So, he opened his eyes, and then he couldn't leave her face, no, it should be her red lips, and her hand grasped his.

When the tip of her tongue wrapped around his fingers, it was already clear that one qiē and one qiē were already revealed.

In the end, the tip of his tongue gently brushed his fingertips, Song Yuze smiled bitterly in his heart, she was so gentle, he fell short.

"Do you want to?" She asked him.

His eyes were glued to her red lips: "Think, crazy to dream, after greatly hurting Zhao Xiangnong's heart, Song Yuze returned to New Orleans, you also know how quiet the night in New Orleans is, as soon as it quiets down, you will run into his head, he secretly opened the room where you lived before, and started as soon as he started." ”

Night.

The bed made of wood in the room was tightly pressed against the wall, and there were two half-drunk beers on the bed, the mellow smell of beer still emanating around, and the dark mosquito net gave him and her an extra layer of protection, which they all needed because ...... Song Yuze leaned his back against the wall and bowed his head, his hand touched the top of her hair, his fingers followed her rhythm and penetrated deeply into her hair, there was nothing more thrilling than at this moment, she restored the scene in his dream one by one: her lips were soft, her breath was sultry, she dominated him to wander between heaven and hell, she let him ......

The air current, which was dominated by her, grazed from her lips and grazed his most stiff place directly to his abdomen and mouth, and then became intermittent: Zhao Xiangnon, Zhao Xiangnon-

Afterwards, she leaned softly in his arms: Song Yuze, you tired me.

His lips touched her temple: "When Song Yuze was twenty-eight years old, he finally got what he wanted, and the process was a thousand times more beautiful than he imagined." ”

"And then?"

"Then, they felt that the time was ripe, Song Yuze decided to hold a wedding with Zhao Xiangnong again, the day of their wedding was beautiful and sunny, and after the wedding, Mr. Song handed over the dominance to Mrs. Song to deal with, of course, including the honeymoon land, Mrs. Song, where do you say our honeymoon land?"

"Of course, we have to choose Istanbul for our honeymoon, and I have planned it with Yuan Embroidery before......"

"Zhao Shannon!"

"What?"

"You said original embroidery! Zhao Xiangnong, you have to change such a bad habit, the original embroidery is the original embroidery, and it is disgusting to death. ”

"Song Yuze, you shouldn't be angry with me, Song Yuze, you dare to be angry with me, don't forget that I just did something like that for you."

“……”

Before Zhao Xiangnong fell asleep, Mr. Song and Mrs. Song in Song Yuze's mouth came to the age of thirty, thirty-year-old Zhao Xiangnong was still as beautiful as a flower, and the thirty-year-old Song Yuze was also in the wind, she wanted to have a child again, and he rejected her idea because of her physical reasons, so they had the first quarrel after marriage, of course, in the end, Mr. Song relented first, because he couldn't do without her.

Zhao Xiangnong lay on Song Yuze and laughed, laughing so much that his heart twitched.

Before dawn, when Song Yuze scooped Zhao Xiangnong out of bed, she kicked him with her foot, and she was caught on his back.

"Song Yuze, I want to sleep, I'm sleepy." On his back, she expressed her displeasure with her feet.

"Well, no one won't let you sleep, hey, hey! Zhao Xiangnong, if you kick again, I'll throw you down from here. He threatened her.

So she obediently put her hand firmly around his neck.

His footsteps stepped on the wooden floor of the tree house, "crunch, crunch", "crunch, crunch" down the stairs, and after going down the stairs, on Song Yuze's back, Zhao Xiangnon heard Song Yuze and the old Indian man who could predict fate talking in Indian in a daze.

The conversation lasted about five minutes, Song Yuze carried her to the car, she was put in the passenger seat, Zhao Xiangnong found a comfortable position and planned to continue sleeping, she asked Song Yuze what he had just said to the Indian?

"If you say it, it won't work." He replied in a serious manner.

"Mr. Song can speak Indian and speak decently, and Mrs. Song is very proud." Since Indian is one of the most difficult languages to learn, Zhao Xiangnon felt that he should be praised.

Her compliment made Song Yuze very useful, and he held her face and kissed her fiercely.

On the fifth wedding anniversary of Mr. Song and Mrs. Song, they watched the sunrise on the plateau, they faced west, the car was parked on the plateau, and the overwhelming golden light was so dazzling that Zhao Xiangnong could only squint his eyes to see, the most spectacular sunrise scene in his life.

She was watching the sunrise, and Song Yuze was watching her.

Zhao Xiangnong looked forward, and without looking at Song Yuze, his hand blocked his face, and used a vicious voice to dispel the sadness that grew stronger and stronger as time passed: "Song Yuze, don't look at me!" ”

His lips touched the palm of her hand, and a gentle voice was revealed from the palm of her hand: "This year, on the fifth anniversary of the marriage of Mr. Song and Mrs. Song, an Indian told him that as long as he was pious in his heart, the sun god would allow him to make his dream come true, and Mr. Song wished to go to the twilight with Mrs. Song. ”

"This year, Mrs. Song is thirty-two years old, and the corners of her eyes already have the first thin lines, but it does not hinder her charm, as soon as she squints her eyes, Mr. Song wants to kiss her."

A large shadow fell over her face, and she closed her eyes.

On the way back, the carriage resounded with this conversation:

"The sixth wedding anniversary passed, the seventh wedding anniversary passed, and then they came to the eighth wedding year, and this year, they were thirty-five years old......"

"Wait, Zhao Xiangnong, why do you want time to pass so quickly."

"Do I like it? Didn't you say that after marriage, I was in charge? Also, Song Yuze, why don't you keep letting me have children? Speaking of this, Zhao Xiangnong was stunned, and then shouted: "Song Yuze, who asked you to let me drink so much water." ”

Song Yuze was very nervous when she was about to cry: "What's wrong, what's wrong?" What's uncomfortable? ”

"Song Yuze, you go and find me a bathroom immediately, you have to find a clean, **, mirrored one."

When Mr. and Mrs. Song were thirty-five years old, they committed a big affair that happened on their way home, roughly between an adult man and a woman.

At noon, Zhao Xiangnong finally found a house to solve some things that must be solved, the family's bathroom is as small as dried tofu, Zhao Xiangnong took a bath by the way, and after taking a bath, she found a small four-legged reptile, she shouted: "Song Yuze, come and save me." ”

Song Yuze, who was waiting for her outside, rushed in for the first time, the little reptile was kicked away, and he was sure that the little guy had half a life left Zhao Xiangnong breathed a big sigh of relief, looking back at Song Yuze, Song Yuze's eyes hooked up, and followed Song Yuze's gaze Zhao Xiangnong saw that she exposed most of her waist, just now she was so frightened that she forgot to zip the long skirt, and now the long skirt hung loosely on her waist, revealing the dark purple lace edge, and what is even worse is that the dark purple lace edge has achieved a looming effect.

That is, in the blink of an eye, Zhao Xiangnong was forced by Song Yuze to be forced to stick to the wall of the small shower room, Zhao Xiangnong pressed his hand on Song Yuze's chest, resisted in vain and warned in his mouth: "Song Yuze, don't mess around, Song Yuze, it depends on the time when you go crazy, this is someone else's home." ”

"It's someone else's home." He easily took her hand: "Mrs. Song, you also saw that the adults in this family are not there." ”

"Song ...... Song Yuze, children are also people. ”

He took her earlobe in his mouth: "Just touch, well, I won't do anything, I swear I won't do anything." ”

Eye contact: "Song Yuze, just touch?" "Yes, just touch, if I'm lying to you, it's a puppy."

It just so happened that there was a very small kitchen table behind her to put toiletries, and her body was placed on the cooking table, Zhao Xiangnon wanted to pull down the zipper of her coat when she was pressed by Song Yuze's hand, and before Zhao Xiangnong could understand Song Yuze's meaning, his other hand had already rolled her long skirt down her leg and fell to the ground.

"Don't touch there." His voice was very low, and his hand was already trying to pick open the dark purple lace edge as he spoke.

The idea of having a child outside asked Zhao Xiangnong to stop him, but it was just a few struggles, Song Yuze's too enthusiastic gaze led her to blushing and acquiescing Song Yuze rolled down the thin layer, and then dropped it on the long skirt along with the leather boots.

Actually, it can be achieved without taking it off, Zhao Xiangnong was still thinking vaguely, Zhao Xiangnong was still thinking about why Song Yuze put her leg on his shoulder.

When she understood what Song Yuze wanted to do, Zhao Xiangnong was frightened, but her legs had been put on his body, and she couldn't move, if she moved, she would definitely fall off the table, so that those children outside would know.

"Song ...... Song Yuze, don't ...... "Zhao Xiangnong was about to cry when his soul was scattered.

The next second, it's like an electric shock.

All the words were contained in his mouth by the impact of the senses, and he couldn't make a sound, and death couldn't let the emotion in his mouth become a string of sounds, so he bit his lip and his trembling hands penetrated deeply, deeply into his hair.

There was a door knock, a string of immature children's voices, the curtain was quickly pulled shut, and the pale green curtain separated them from the children outside, Song Yuze quickly picked up the long skirt from the ground to cover her, and then walked out.

I am sure that when Song Yuze left the shower room, Zhao Xiangnong dared to open her eyes, she saw her appearance in the opposite mirror, her hair was all soaked, and it was tightly attached to her neck and cheeks, and the cheeks of the woman in the mirror were so red that they were about to drip blood.

And the conversation outside is even more desperate to find a place to get into.

"Sir, what were you and your wife just doing?"

"My wife was scared out by a small animal and I was giving her artificial respiration."

"Sir, I don't think you're doing artificial respiration, isn't artificial respiration supposed to kiss your mouth?"

"I was kissing just now, yes."

"No, you weren't kissing her on the mouth when I first saw it, you kissed her ......"

"Hey, hey, hey! What do you see this be, my dear? If you don't talk to me about artificial respiration, it's all yours, and your brothers and sisters outside, and if you can go outside and show me my car, you'll get paid more. ”

Then the child let out a cheer.

When Song Yuze walked in again, Zhao Xiangnong quickly lowered his eyes. Song Yuze walked in front of her, and in the blink of an eye, their breathing became short, his fingers gently straightened back the hair that was attached to her cheek, and his forehead gently touched her forehead: "Mrs. Song, you are so beautiful now." ”

Zhao Xiangnong raised his eyes and touched Song Yuze's foolish eyes.

Her legs were on his waist, and he directed her hand so that her fingers touched his belt, and he whispered to her: Anon, did you like that just now? Anon, do you want to? Anon, do you want me? Do you want me to go in and fill you up? Well?

Lowering her eyes, her fingers opened his belt buckle, which was followed by a jeans zipper.

Zhao Xiangnong was dragged out of the house by Song Yuze with his head down, and before leaving, Song Yuze gave the children who helped watch his car a large stack of banknotes, which also included money for repairing the bathroom counter.

The car drove on the way back, their years changed with the journey of their car, and they spent a lot of wedding anniversaries, either warm or empty or funny.

As the sun set, the car reached their vacation home, which was more than three hundred miles away from the Chicago suburbs, seven hours before they parted.

At this time, Mr. Song and Mrs. Song have been married for 20 years, and after 20 years, they still love each other deeply, they also have children, the children are healthy and smart, Mrs. Song decided to cook dinner for Mr. Song on the 20th anniversary of their marriage, it is worth mentioning that this is the first time she has made dinner, Mr. Song spoils her so much that he can't do anything, he spoils her more and more stupidly, so stupid that he can't even get an egg.

An onion soup, a bacon and asparagus roll, and a toast pudding took Zhao Xiangnong about a half time, and Song Yuze was watching TV for about a half time.

The three dishes were placed on the table, Zhao Xiangnong watched Song Yuze eat what she made like a whirlwind, and there was no scum left, according to the appearance of Song Yuze just eating, and the facial expression characteristics Zhao Xiangnong deduced that what she made must be delicious, no, it should be super delicious.

This made Zhao Xiangnong's heart flutter: "Song Yuze, my dinner tonight must be delicious, right?" ”

Song Yuze shook his head, looking like you don't want to be too proud, it's not delicious at all.

Cut!

"Song Yuze, you trick the ghost to go, it's not delicious and you eat it all at once." Zhao Xiangnon was convinced that her dinner was indeed delicious.

"That's just one you made." Song Yuze said.

At this time, Zhao Xiangnon realized that she had really made one, Zhao Xiangnon returned to the kitchen satisfied, and there was still the leftover bread pudding she had just made in the kitchen, and Zhao Xiangnon stuffed the bread pudding into her mouth.

A few minutes later, Zhao Xiangnong squatted on the ground and cried uncontrollably, covering his mouth with his hands so that the heart-rending sound could only come out of his nose.

She's so stupid, she's so stupid, she can't even get a meal, the bread pudding she makes is disgustingly sweet, her onion soup tastes weird, presumably the bacon and asparagus rolls aren't much better, she's really stupid.

When Song Yuze came in, Zhao Xiangnong wanted to stop crying, it was too late.

"Zhao Xiangnong, what's wrong with you?" He squatted down in front of her, his hand on her face, his eyes full of doubts: "Zhao Xiangnong, is something happening?" You've been a little strange in the past two days, sue me, Zhao Xiangnong, are you ......"

Zhao Xiangnong, who quickly picked up the things he bought from the supermarket and threw them at Song Yuze's face, crying while throwing him: "Song Yuze, you don't change your life, you lie to me again, the things I make are so bad that they are delicious, why do you have to pretend to be delicious, if it's not delicious, you can say it's not delicious, do you know how much I hate you for lying to me again and again, you always make me feel stupid like a pig." ”

He stretched out his hand and squeezed her tightly in his arms: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, you scolded right, I just just thought about making you happy, and I didn't think that I was already tired in front of you, I'm sorry, I will keep this firmly in mind in the future." ”

Zhao Xiangnong also wanted to follow Song Yuze's words to forgive him, but he couldn't stop the tears, there were only five hours left, five hours! She lay on Song Yuze's shoulder and cried, as aggrieved as she was: "Song Yuze, we have been married for 20 years, and you actually lied to me on our 20th wedding anniversary." ”

"No, Zhao Xiangnong, I didn't lie to you, Song Yuze lost his sense of taste when he was forty-eight years old, so he didn't perceive food, he knew that what Zhao Xiangnong made must be the best in the world, that's why he ate so much." Song Yuze suddenly had a whim.

Song Yuze lost his sense of taste at the age of forty-eight? Zhao Xiangnong's heart twitched fiercely, and hugged Song Yuze tightly: "Song Yuze, I don't want you to say such things, Song Yuze, you are talking nonsense, Song Yuze, you are talking nonsense." ”

"Fool, birth, old age, sickness and death are the normal state of life."

Zhao Xiangnong shook his head desperately.

"Okay, okay, Song Yuze is talking nonsense, Song Yuze is talking nonsense."

As night fell, the car was driving towards downtown Chicago, gradually the neon light became more and more abundant, the traffic became more and more dense, the car passed many landmark buildings in Chicago, and the wedding anniversary of Mr. and Mrs. Song also flipped through with those buildings, and when they came to Millennium Square, they were already dying.

The car stopped at the red light forty-five hours ago, and Zhao Xiangnong looked at the double-decker bus that was in the other lane parallel to their car.

"What are you looking at?"

Zhao Xiangnong's eyes fell on the double-decker bus: "Song Yuze, I seem to see you sitting on the double-decker bus at that time, as if there was no one around, leisurely, drinking red wine from 1960 and nibbling on a hamburger, I think, at that moment I began to move for you, that feeling is very wonderful, I want to take your leisurely at that time as my own." ”

Fifteen minutes later, Mr. and Mrs. Song sat on a double-decker bus to prepare for their 50th anniversary, and twenty minutes later, the waiter brought them a 1960 red wine with hamburger set, their shoes were off, their legs rested on the chair in front of them, very ruffian, Mrs. Song's head rested on Mr. Song's shoulder and giggled, she held a wine glass in her left hand and a burger in her right hand.

"Laughing at what?"

"The waiter just said that our wine could be exchanged for dozens of truckloads of burgers, and it was funny just thinking about it."

The double-decker buses moved forward at an extremely slow pace, and the soft and dazzling neon lights passed their faces one by one.

"Song Yuze, you say, this is our last wedding anniversary, okay? We'll only live to be seventy-eight years old, okay? ”

"Okay, this is the last wedding anniversary of Zhao Xiangnong and Song Yuze, and Mr. Song and Mrs. Song live to be seventy-eight years old."

"Grow old together."

"Grow old together!"

The cups touched slightly, and he and she looked at each other and smiled, each with a thin glint in their eyes.

Zhao Xiangnong's forty-eight hours allowed Mr. Song and Mrs. Song to finish their lives, just like a beautiful marriage in this world, ordinary, ordinary, healthy, and growing old together!

At half past eleven, the car drove into the ivory building, and at twelve o'clock, the police car drove into the building, and Song Yuze needed to return to the detention center and his lawyer a day earlier to prepare for the last court appearance.

She hugged him just like she had sent him on a business trip before, and at that moment, in his heart, it would take him a few more years to see her, and in her heart she would need many, many years before she could see him.

"Zhao Xiangnong, don't ...... anything else"

"Song Yuze, I understand, I know what you have to say, Zhao Xiangnon promised that no matter how handsome a man came to her, she would not even look at it, from now on, Zhao Xiangnong will only look at Song Yuze alone, and only wait for Song Yuze to be alone."

After exhausting the strength of his life, Zhao Xiangnong went to hug Song Yuze.

The man in front of her allowed her to touch the youthful appearance that belonged to Zhao Xiangnon in that snowy night, and when she knocked on his room, her youth was the belated feast.

Letting go of her, he lips touched her forehead.

"Wait for me."

"Okay."

The night was a little deeper, and Zhao Xiangnon returned to the Zhao Mansion.

In a daze, Zhuo Qing heard the sound of "Aunt Qing", just like when she was a child, her hands naturally rubbed the little head, and her little girl secretly got into her quilt again.

"Nong, have nightmares again?"

A soft sigh sounded in her ears, with a little annoyance: "Aunt Qing, I have grown up. ”

Zhuo Qing thought about it, and then remembered that it seemed that her little girl had really grown up, and the little head she touched was no longer furry.

"Coming back so late?"

"I came back so late because I missed Aunt Qing."

"Zhao Xiangnong, you are sure that you have grown up."

"Of course." The voice became thinner: "Aunt Qing, I tell you, I'll come to you first as soon as I come back, it can be seen that your charm has defeated Zhao Yanting and Li Rou." ”

Zhuo Qing tugged at the corners of his mouth, and nagged in his mouth: When did Zhao Xiangnong become so good at sweet words.

After a moment of silence, Zhuo Qing heard her little girl say something to her.

"Aunt Qing, I'm going to rest, I'm going to stay in one place and rest quietly."

Zhuo Qing sighed in her heart, her little girl needs a good rest, a person's ability to bear is limited, and the girl named Zhao Xiangnong can be said to have experienced the hardships of several generations in just over 20 years.

"Okay, okay, find a place to rest quietly, don't feel depressed, you have to think that the bad things that happened to Zhao Xiangnon are God's preference for you, and in the future, those hardships will become sweet and sweet."

"Thank you, Aunt Qing." Her little girl and her.

Later, Zhuo Qing learned that the thank you that her little girl said to her at that time had another meaning, coming from the ancient fine tradition: the grace of nurturing and nurturing.

Later, one day, Zhuo Qing discovered a secret case, which was deeply hidden and made her cry when she touched those words: it turned out that her little girl had been battling depression for four years without anyone knowing, and after that, Zhuo Qing burned the case.

At eight o'clock in the morning, as many times before, Zhao Xiangnon took the housekeeper's suit, and the suit was put on Zhao Yanting's body by her hand, patting the neckline of his suit, for the first time, Zhao Xiangnong did not hesitate to dedicate his smile in front of his father, and was no longer afraid that he was smiling like his father's lost sweetheart.

From Zhao Yanting's gradually transformed obsessive gaze, Zhao Xiangnong began to sigh in her heart: now she must be exactly the same as his Ke'er when she laughs.

"Dad, I'm on my flight at ten o'clock." She spoke to him.

"Well, call me when you get there."

"Okay, Dad."

When Zhao Yanting turned around, Zhao Xiangnong called again: "Dad." ”

Zhao Yanting turned around, Zhao Xiangnong grinned and stretched out his hand: "Goodbye, Dad." ”

At half past nine, Zhao Xiangnong hugged Li Rou, who came to see him off, a lot of love and a lot of grievances, and at the last moment of parting, it seemed that it only became such a sentence: "Mom, take care." ”

On this day, Zhao Shannon, who left Chicago, wore a wide men's shirt, ripped jeans and sneakers, and looked unkempt.

Zhao Shannon arrived at Zurich Airport almost dark, and Rice, who arrived a day earlier than her, picked her up at the airport.

The next day, Zhao's pilots flew the plane she had been maintaining in Italy to Zurich.

At about nine o'clock in the morning, Zhao Xiangnon met the big guy: the second generation of Piaggio in Italy, which was the second plane that Zhao Yanting gave her on her twenty-second birthday, a small and medium-sized model, seven seats, a maximum range of 2,700 kilometers, and a maximum climb altitude of 3,000 meters.

Before getting on the plane, Zhao Xiangnong and Rice leaned on the plane to take pictures, and the white woman still looked serious.

At ten o'clock, Zhao Xiangnong drove the plane into the blue sky.

On this day, Song Yuze held the last court session, and before the trial, the legal staff received a letter submitted by Song Yuze's lawyer, and half an hour later, Song Yuze was acquitted, and the specific reason for his release is unknown to the outside world.

On the same day, the Turkish girl named Mu Youen lost her beloved pet dog, and an hour and a half later, Mu Youen saw her pet dog in the arms of a woman who looked exactly like her.

The woman was the same age as herself, except that her face was paler than herself, she was tall, short, fat and thin as if carved out of a mold, and she looked at her with a smile, so familiar.

In a mirror-like scene, she didn't pick up her pet dog, but instinctively asked a question.

"Who are you? What is your name? Where are you from? Why are you here? What are you doing here? ”

"I'm me, my name is Zhao Xiangnon, I came here by plane, I knew you not long ago, I came here to see if you are doing well, I think God created two identical you and I must have his truth, I think if you want to listen to it, I can tell you my story, but you have to promise me that you can't tell this story to others."

When the story was over, the dog returned to Mu Youen's arms, and the strange and familiar woman who drove the plane to see her was leaving.

"Where are you going?" Subconsciously, Mu Youen stopped the woman.

She looked back, and said.

"I'm going to hide somewhere and wait quietly until one day he finds me, and then we'll be together forever."

The woman left, she drove away in her plane, saying she was going to see the Atlantic Ocean.

Mu Youen stood in place holding his pet dog, inexplicably bursting into tears.

On this evening, the sky over the Atlantic Ocean was dyed by the light of the sunset like a raging sea of fire, just as Zhao Xiangnon imagined the magnificent waves, with evening breezes and burning clouds like fire.

Above 3,000 meters, the sky seems to be within reach of just one hand.

Finally, the 2,700-kilometer flight was over, and the aircraft fuel was gone, Zhao Xiangnong turned off all the aircraft warning equipment, and the world was quiet for a moment, so quiet that she seemed to hear the singing of dolphins from the deep sea.

Song Yuze said something like that: "Zhao Xiangnong, at this moment, I am willing to believe that the pair of dolphins who love each other very much have found each other in the long years, and they have become light, and I am willing to superstitious about them, because I believe that after a long, long time, when we are no longer in this world, we will be together in another form, and I can find you as long as you wait for you." ”

Zhao Xiangnong, like Song Yuze, is also pious.

On this evening, the sky over the Atlantic Ocean was dyed like a raging sea of fire by the light of the sunset, and several fishing boats were parked in the Strait of Gibraltar, which connected the Mediterranean Sea and the Atlantic Ocean.

When the body sank to the bottom of the Atlantic Ocean, Zhao Xiangnon's heart was free.

What is youth? What is someone else's youth? What is Zhao Shannon's youth?

In the belated youth feast belonging to Zhao Xiangnong.

Youth is the impulse and anger that the scalpel stabbed deep into Zhu Yan's body and instantly glowed, and whether to repent about right and wrong is left to tomorrow.

In the belated youth feast belonging to Zhao Xiangnong.

Youth is a love all the way, when I was hurt by the heart, I swore to break off my love, but I received a call from him the next day, and I dressed myself up in front of him and gave a smile like a flower.

Youth still drove the plane to an altitude of 3,000 meters at this moment, and without blinking, he saw his body falling rapidly, giggling, casually raising his middle finger towards fate, and shouting in his mouth.

"Song Yuze, I love you!"

Zhao Xiangnong loves Song Yuze very much, so much so that she can't wait to meet him again with a clean soul, fall in love again, and then hug him with a hand that is no longer stained with blood.

Song Yuze, do you know, did you hear it, did you, understand?

When the body sank to the bottom of the Atlantic Ocean, Zhao Xiangnon's heart was free.

To Youth——

I've been here, I've loved.

The author has something to say: I hope this chapter is not locked, this is the one I want to keep the most.

Suddenly I don't know what to say to you, there are many, many things I want to say to you, and what I want to say may have been expressed in this story, thank you.

ps:Next, there is only the remaining third of the ending that appears at the beginning of the story.,I'll use a fanwai called [Spiritualism] to connect it (Song Yuze is engaged in feudal superstition outside this fan) and then the story is over.,This article has received a lot of negative points, so the mood is a little complicated in the things that are about to end.,I don't dare to say anything else.,But I believe that after this story, I will feel different to listen to Faye Wong's youth.。

ps: I'm going to rest tomorrow, no code words, see the copywriting notice for the specific update time

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