I'm going out tomorrow, and I'm going to pay for the tickets.

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When she saw Nan Jin, she remembered that she had seen her mysteriously buy medicine during the day, and her heart moved, lying in the dark.

She couldn't be sure which room belonged to Gong Yin, and was hesitating whether to drag him to her room, when she suddenly saw a door open and Nan Jin walked out.

The Long Ying family chartered a courtyard alone, Jing Hengbo spied on it, and the courtyard was not as she imagined, a group of numb people in white were turning around, or silent. At this moment, it was already late at night, the courtyard was half quiet, half lively, and a group of young Long family children seemed to be playing something, and the figures came and went on the window paper.

While no one saw her, her figure flashed, and after a few flashes, she returned to the inn.

She dragged Gong Yin angrily and dragged down the steps, and there was no one left on the street, and as soon as they left, the tavern couldn't wait to get down the plank.

Throwing down a piece of silver, she drank and settled the bill, and she pulled Gong Yin. The drunk iceberg is not much more than that of ordinary men, and it is dead and heavy, which makes her even more unhappy that although he is also full of alcohol, he is born with a refreshing body, and the smell is not unpleasant, and it makes people itch in the bottom of their hearts.

Gong Yin didn't move, and she didn't know if she was drunk to death, or she couldn't listen anymore, but her hand was still tightly grasping her hand, pressing it on her heart, she pouted, thinking that she must have moved a stone to God in her previous life, and God punished her for giving her a sullen person.

"So far, I don't drink you, I don't persuade you, I don't convince you, in the final analysis, two people with different personalities, no one can convince anyone, so let's go their separate ways. I only ask you to think more about things in the future, not only whether you should or not, but also whether you are willing or not. ”

"It seems that I have spent all my life trying to go to heaven, and when I get to heaven, I am told that I have gone wrong."

"I slept with you, you gave the medicine, how am I feeling?"

"It's bustling, I'm in the center, but it's an island."

"Out of the emperor's song, throw the court, look for you all the way, it's easy to see your traces but can't find you, what is my mood?"

Staggered today, when will I appeal to this heart again? If you don't sprinkle your thoughts into his heart like seeds, how can you exchange them for a different kind of thinking in the future?

Jing Hengbo didn't let him go.

Heaven and earth are rotating, and the transverse waves are rotating. The past rushed to his head, and the feeling of distress was suffocating, and he heard his own nasal voice.

"Don't talk about it......"

Gong Yin stared at her steadily, he knew that she must be in pain, but because she was seriously ill, because she didn't want to be soft-hearted, he always avoided thinking seriously about how she would be in pain. Many times he comforted himself, Jing Hengbo has a loose and indulgent personality, he is naturally open-minded, and there are so many people around him who are good to her, long pain is better than short pain, she will be fine, she will be fine. But in the midnight dream, in the intervals of the burning pain of those diseases, he would feel her pain clearly-that woman, seemingly casual but stubborn, seemingly romantic but actually single-minded, seemingly indifferent but actually determined to be the only one, she is not so easy to unravel, not so easy to ...... To this day, I heard with my own ears that my heart was like a glass bottle that was frozen and cracked, shattering inch by inch, inch by inch, silently, but spreading the cracks to every corner.

"When Emperor Ge saw that you were not there, what was the mood when he saw you chasing the edict?" She closed her eyes, "thinking that hope was close at hand and happiness was within reach, and then God poured a basin of cold water and told me that all my efforts were in vain, and all the waiting was fruitless." That person he didn't want me, he hid it from me, he didn't tell me anything, I was at the end of the world, he was at the cape, I walked back to Dige, he never returned, I, lost him forever, and the reason for losing him, I don't even know. ”

He frowned in pain.

"What is my mood when I am confused by you in all kinds of disguises?" She laughed, "I once thought I was insane, and I even asked the old immortal to prescribe medicine." ”

She put the bowl in front of him, and he drank it in one gulp, as if it was not enough, not enough to express the pain in his heart at the moment.

He looked at her steadily.

"What was my mood with that knife at the beginning?" She asked herself and answered herself, and smiled bitterly, "It seems ruthless, but in fact, it is soft at the last moment." If it weren't for the poison, maybe that stab killed you, I'd have turned back and dealt with myself. ”

He held his forehead with his hand, and his eyes looked up, the same pearl-like eyes, black and white were shining, and it made people tremble after looking at it for a long time.

"Do you know how I'm feeling?"

However, she is not an egg now, she is a diamond diamond, when she hits a stone, not to mention that both sides will lose, it is inevitable to give a little spark to you to see.

Well, it's her own abuse, falling in love with this man like ice and snow, and it's normal to run into a bag.

In fact, she knows that this is the answer, a person like Gong Yin, who is resolute and unshakable, in the face of harm, he has always chosen the lesser of two evils, and does not indulge because he is reluctant, if the matter is repeated, he still knows that it will be painful, and he will continue as usual.

Jing Hengbo swallowed a breath into his stomach.

"Nope."

Gong Yin's eyes did not open, and the long eyelashes were faint under the eyes, but they did not tremble.

"Last question," she said, "do you regret all of the above?" ”

What the Long family can't face, she can't face either, and she must not let that happen.

The process of finding a famous doctor has to be accelerated. It was more serious than she had imagined.

Jing Hengbo touched his stomach, moved his butt back, and decided that no matter how much he talked about tonight and how much bitterness he had to say, Ming'er would stay away from him.

"So......" he said, "I can't." ”

"So ......"

"And I'......" he paused and closed his eyes, "not even the Long family." ”

"This ...... Shape...... ......"

"In the founding era of the Long family, there were tens of thousands of people, how many are left now? Nearly half of the Long family would rather never marry. We can't change our bloodline, all we can do is cut off the root of the viciousness. ”

"Yes...... Is it ......?" Jing Hengbo's voice was a little hoarse.

"No one understands how important our children are to us, and no one understands the outright concern that exists before our children are born. The more you cherish it, the more you fear it, just like a famous teacher casting a sword, until the moment the sword is baked, you can let go of your long-hanging heart. We wait for the offspring as if we were waiting for an unknown fate. In many cases, they are not expected to be smart and enlightened, but only to be healthy and healthy. Because of the heirs of the Long family, only one of the three can be saved, and half of that one may linger on the sickbed for the rest of his life, when you happily welcome your bloodline and offspring, you have to watch him die early, get sick, and be devastated by lifelong pain day by day...... Sometimes you'd rather give up. ”

She stared at him silently.

He turned his head, his eyes as clear as glass in the water, staring at her a little damp and sad, "In the Long family, the heir is the most precious and important gift, and it is also the most uneasy and helpless to accept. ”

Gong Yin was about to pour wine again, Jing Hengbo pressed the back of his hand, and said devilishly: "Don't you want to?" Well? ”

She stared into his eyes tremblingly, unable to believe what she was seeing, and for a long time said softly, seductively, "Do you really not want children?" Your offspring, your bloodline, the life testimony of you and the people you like, soft, small, pink, cute, your son or daughter, don't you really want to? ”

Xu drank too fast, and his eyes shone with sparkling water.

He paused again, then walked over her, poured himself a bowl of wine, tilted his head, and drank it all.

"How did you feel when you took out that bottle?"

She gritted her teeth.

"If you don't survive death, how can you start over?"

"Goodbye to death, what kind of mood, why don't you want to start again?"

She felt a slight shock in her heart - he already knew that he was unfortunate at that time, and he was completely chasing himself with the idea of death, so he decided to do so, don't you have to think about it?

He smiled lightly, "I know that it will end, so why bother to be in the mood again." ”

There was something strange about her.

This time he didn't seem to have an answer, and shook his head.

"What is the feeling of writing that edict of self-expulsion?"

Jing Hengbo took a deep breath and turned her head, she was drunk, drunk, wasn't she? Can you cry when you're drunk?

"I've always wanted to set you free, to like those you can like, I've always wanted to go a little farther and longer, so that you can forget me, I want to disappear from your world, but I can't help but appear next to you, I'm always doing things that go against myself and against your will, unforgivable."

"Why?"

"I really want to kill myself."

"What is the feeling of avoiding me?"

"I hope you poke a little deeper."

"What was your mood with that knife at the beginning?"

"Love."

"Love me or not?"

He habitually wanted to be silent again, her palm shook desperately in front of him, shaking him dizzy, itching in his ears, as if scratching his heart, this goblin will cause all kinds of chaos, so that he can't think, so he has to say: "Yes." ”

"Gong Yin, do you want me?"

Half of her body was already close to his ear, and her tone was as quiet as a dream.

Jing Hengbo laughed out of his white teeth again - is it true that people with higher IQ on weekdays are more cute when they are drunk and out of shape?

He was silent, thinking a little hard.

"Who was crying to me here just now?"

"Yes." He replied immediately.

"When you wake up, do you remember what happened before?"

Jing Hengbo nodded. Oh, drunk.

He immediately shook his head.

Her fingers had already reached into his arms, and she suddenly turned into a grasp, grabbed the hem of his clothes, leaned her face against him, and asked him, "Drunk?" ”

"Hmm...... Hmmm......" He replied over and over again, such a peaceful call was also rare for them, listen to it a few more times, listen to it a few more times.

She didn't refuse, she smiled very well, leaned on the wine table for a long time, looked up at him, her pomegranate-like lips were close to his jaw, her drunken eyes were hazy, and she said over and over again: "Gong Yin...... Gong Yin ......"

Wine strengthens people's courage, wine makes people dizzy, and he will always do things that he can't usually do under the will of alcohol, anyway, he doesn't know what happened, suddenly he grabbed her hand, and suddenly put her fingers in the palm of his hand, her fingertips were faintly cool, and he pulled her palm into his arms.

Then take advantage of this scene when he is drunk and she is also drunk, so that this extravagant dream can stay a little longer, a little longer......

Suddenly, I remembered that under the maple tree in Jingting, I had also seen her drunk, bright and thrilling, brightening the whole plain Jingting, the rivers and mountains seemed to be colored, at that time those pains had not yet begun, at that time he and her affection was just right, at that time the snow of the emperor song was not yet in the spring, everything was as beautiful as a dream, only he was alone in the hidden pain, waiting for the dream to be broken one day, and then it was divided and combined, always unable to return to the beginning, always unable to be calm, always unable to approach her without restraint, Even today she smiled at him without any guilt on the other side, but because of this time he was drunk and she was drunk, and the wine woke up, either he turned around, or she drew a knife......

Her shadow on the other side is also shaking, the corners of her eyes are flying when she laughs, her eyebrows are also flying, her eyes are moist and fresh like walking beads, bright to pressing, moist to no impurities, and her cheeks are a little red, flying to the sideburns, which is peach blossom color, which really reminds people of the most beautiful peach blossoms in Sanchun.

He bent the corners of his lips helplessly, the objects in front of him were a little floating, his body was a little soft, his chest was a little burning, there were a little flowers in front of him, there was a little blood boiling in his body, his brain was a little empty, and his consciousness was a little dazed, he had never experienced this state, he felt fresh, and a little greedy, because of those heavy hearts, the troubles of life and death, the burden of the family, and the pain of love, it seemed that they were all suddenly light, light, floating, and there was a faint joy in the heart, just because she was in front of her, and she was in front of her.

This woman was really drunk.

Such a distraction, or the soft body that was reluctant to reach her, and the snow-white fingers that shook on the lips, were absent-mindedly poured into a bowl again, when she withdrew the bowl, her fingers brushed his lips, and his heart thumped, and he looked up at her, but he looked drunk, laughed unguardedly, and poked his fingertips on his cheeks, and said, "Laugh, laugh!" Laugh out of a dimple, I'll see! ”

He doesn't drink, and he doesn't like to be with people who drink, and with his identity, no drunkard dares to come to him, so he really doesn't know what a drunk should be.

Gong Yin took the wine bowl, Jing Hengbo smiled, grabbed the wine bowl and poured it hard, Gong Yin could shake her off with a flick of his fingers, but where did he dare to be rough with her, smelling her full of wine, the wine on her lips was not dry, and she frowned, thinking to herself that suspicion, is it too ridiculous?

"Stay with me...... Accompany me ......" Jing Hengbo was still unrelentingly pushing the wine bowl in front of him, looking drunk and unreasonable.

Gong Yin saw that she took the necklace, a strange light flashed in her eyes, sat back, looked at her sideways, but Jing Hengbo was lying on her stomach, and he couldn't see her face at all.

The fragrance of the necklace is faint, faintly touched by his crisp breath, slightly cool and ironed.

The wine jar didn't hold it, she grabbed his sleeve, and with a little force, the necklace was in her hand, she didn't look at it, she stuffed it into her arms, and the other hand had already pushed the wine bowl over, "Accompany me...... Accompany me for a drink......"

Jing Hengbo didn't look at him, his hand was scratching on the table, looking for the location of the wine jar, and said in a daze: "Eh...... Brothers...... Uh, it's so boring to drink alone...... Again...... One more ......."

was so shocked that Gong Yin immediately paused and looked down at her.

Jing Hengbo suddenly slammed into the table.

He also seemed to have noticed Jing Hengbo's existence, and he was not very surprised. There was a slight bitter taste under his eyes, and he pressed his hand on the table and got up to leave.

As soon as there was a sound here, Gong Yin slowly raised his head over there, his hair was slightly messy at the moment, his sideburns were slightly loose, and his collar was slightly tilted.

Moistened with wine and smeared her lips, she smelled like a drunk, too.

sat down across from him and slowly poured a bowl of wine, of course she wouldn't drink it, and when she drank with Meng Potian before, the wine was almost all spilled on her collar.

Just a tenth, no more.

She sighed slowly, and decided to forgive him a tenth of the grudge she had had ever had with the bottle.

Jing Hengbo quietly tucked the necklace back into his sleeve, very light, very light.

The red dust and fireworks of this life, the happiness of the world, she still can't taste it with him.

It was a gift chosen with love, and each texture shone with a gentle light, but this tenderness was still hidden deep in the sleeve, or never, and was not intended to be given.

Jing Hengbo grabbed the wooden necklace, thinking that he was alone in the rainy market, slowly choosing ornaments for her, the oil-paper umbrella above his head was dripping with rain, and the red light swirling in the wind dyed his pale face, others were snickering, and he was very serious.

No need to ask, this was bought by Gong Yin.

This kind of similar necklace, she had seen it in the roadside stall just now, but a lot of it was in the basket, all stained with rain, no one was interested in choosing, and the ones hanging on the stall were not as good as this, they must be carefully selected.

The carver is very ordinary, and even can't see what the string of carvings is, it seems that there are birds, beasts, feet, and faces, but the victory lies in the exaggerated shape, the shape is interesting, and there is a kind of clumsy and special cuteness. She liked it almost immediately.

It is a string of wooden necklaces, the color is very peculiar, the deep black is faintly bright yellow, very delicate and smooth, like a bright jade, a closer look is not a pigment, it is completely the color of the wood itself, which is rare, the wood itself has a faint aroma, very special, let people smell the heart refreshed, at a glance you know that it is excellent wood.

His sleeves hung down, and there was something in his sleeve that was not put away, and he wanted to fall. Jing Hengbo flicked it very lightly, and the thing was in her hands.

Jing Hengbo passed by him, he didn't move, even if he wasn't fully drunk, he must have been very drunk.

The smell of wine in the room was strong, Gong Yin was motionless with his elbows on his forehead, and he also had the smell of alcohol on his body, which was mixed with his own clear breath, which made people feel slightly cool and depressed.

After a long time, seeing that the man was really too drunk to get up, Jing Hengbo took a breath and slowly walked in.

was originally a couple who loved each other, but they were never able to sit calmly and dissect thousands of hearts. In the end, a pair of friends and a pair of lonely lamps, they all thought that the other party was not there, and they could express their hearts, but they were all listened to by the other party, but they couldn't respond.

In the long-term pursuit, in the understanding of the side, the outline of the truth has been obtained, but until today, he heard those voices that belonged to him from his own ears, just as before today, he was also the first time to hear the resentment in her heart.

Jing Hengbo has been under the eaves in the rain, looking up at the sky, the will of heaven can not see through, the road ahead is shrouded in the drizzle, this early summer night is also revealing a bleak coolness, she hugged her arms, her heart was slightly painful and slightly drunk, and she seemed to have drunk the six glasses of wine. And the wine is so long and strong, it seems to rush into the eyes.

The elbow that was propped up slowly tilted down, and Gong Yin's back, which had always been straight, was also crooked.