017 In the same room, each with his own thoughts

Standing in front of the bronze mirror with her face covered with her hands, Luo Zhiheng was a little weak-hearted, she was a ghost now, occupying other people's bodies, and she didn't know what she looked like. The tender white fingers parted one by one, squinting at herself in the mirror, and gradually her hand was taken down, she looked at the person in the bronze mirror blankly, so beautiful!

The eyebrows are a little provocative, but the eyebrows are good-looking, they look weird, the big eyes are round and a bit like cat's eye gems, the delicate nose, the red and glamorous small mouth, and the beautiful little mouth are more bright and moving under a wedding dress.

Although the twin sister of this body in her mind had the same face as herself, Luo Zhiheng felt that she was better looking at it just by looking at it. Luo Zhiheng in memory is eighteen years old this year, because her father is fighting outside, and there is no one at home, so the marriage of the sisters has been delayed repeatedly.

And Luo Zhiheng of the Republic of China was only seventeen years old when she died, one year younger than the owner of this body, and Luo Zhiheng who wore it had long forgotten what everyone should do, she went to the mountains to be a bandit at a few years old, grew up in the bandit's den, her personality is really hearty, she never beats around the bush, and grew up in a group of big men who shout and shout all day long, in such a cheerful and wanton atmosphere, Luo Zhiheng did not become a man, and her wife is blessed by God.

In short, there is still a simplicity in Luo Zhiheng's personality, but because she was born in troubled times and has seen real bloody deaths and reality, she will not be soft on anyone, and her soul has matured a lot in such a turbulent era.

Thinking of her past self, and then looking at her current self, Luo Zhiheng was very depressed, she curled herself up on a bench covered with snow-white animal skins, her bright eyes also dimmed, she missed her father and mother, and missed the group of uncles and brothers. But I'm a ghost now, and in this strange era, I may never be able to go back.

For a moment, hesitation, longing, and fear flashed one by one on her little face that had been tense for a day. She pouted and fell into her own contemplation, not noticing that Mu Yunhe on the bed was looking at her with open eyes.

A moment ago, she was like a luminous body, and the little wife who was healthy and alive made him jealous, at this moment, even if she was shrouded in sunlight outside the window, it seemed that she could not be pulled out of the lonely darkness.

Mu Yunhe's eyes swelled with a heart-rending despair and self-deprecation. Who would want to marry him if he wants to die or live? Regardless of whether Luo Ningshuang was really forced to marry him, or for other reasons, it is a fact that she married Luo Zhiheng. No matter how cheap he was, he would not let a woman tease him like this, so he chose Luo Zhiheng without hesitation.

At least choose Luo Zhiheng to accompany him, he doesn't have to have too much guilt and guilt, at least one day when he can't open his eyes anymore and his breathing stops, he won't be uneasy. Because Luo Zhiheng's reputation is already notorious, he doesn't have to owe another emotional debt because he has ruined the life of a beautiful woman.

The sky gradually darkened, someone came in to serve Mu Yunhe to take medicine, lit the wedding candle, served Luo Zhiheng to change the heavy wedding dress, and then handed over two cups, Luo Zhiheng's cup was wine, and Mu Yunhe was water.

"Invite the newlyweds to drink the wine." Xi Po smiled.

Luo Zhiheng reluctantly took the cup, wrapped her arms with Mu Yunhejiao, and drank the cup together under the light of candle tears......

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