Finally, a word of bad scenery: Hey, the first anniversary, if you have a ticket in your pocket, take it out and celebrate?

May those who love me have all their obsessions in the world fulfilled.

It's been a year, and I haven't fallen in love with this story, but I have fallen in love with those who stand up in the face of wind and waves.

I'm sorry that the grades are not so perfect, and it always worries everyone.

Sorry, there are too many sunspots in the comment area, which has affected everyone's mood many times.

I'm sorry for not being able to get rid of all the distractions and give you a purely enjoyable reading environment.

Sorry for not being able to keep updating.

It's been a year.

This year cannot be said to be a good year. Every year is more cheating than the previous year. Because of this, I feel that it is really not easy for readers who have accompanied me all the way from the beginning of the article to the first anniversary.

I accidentally broke my serial record again, from half a year to eight months to a year, the story became longer and longer, and it seemed that I had been on the road, and I inadvertently looked back at the road I had passed, and I felt frightened.

Unknowingly, it has been the first anniversary of Empress Kaiwen.

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This sentence made Huo Ran raise her head, and she couldn't hold back her long-suppressed mood anymore, and slammed into his arms.

This sentence is deeply in my heart.

This sound is as light as spring rain.

He said, "Hengbo, Yeluqi said that I hope you can live the best life. And I only hope that all your obsessions in the world can be fulfilled. Your thoughts are like this, your best friends are like this, and everything and every wish in your life is like this. ”

Hearing his soft tone, he was still so cold, and he didn't seem to have too much emotion, but only she knew that it was precisely because the feelings were too deep and heavy that he was sealed layer by layer, more dense than the surging love.

She lay on her stomach, refusing to raise her face, only feeling that her body was soft, and her heart was soft, as if she had been soaked in moderate warm water, and there was no place to focus around, but it was that floating, and her soul and body were comfortable as if she were in the clouds, and she was bright on all sides, and she saw the blue sky and the bright daylight.

There are countless people in this world who are exquisite, but only the one who loves you the most can hit the hidden desire.

It's just because all along, he has always put her affairs, her concerns, her thoughts and thoughts above his own wishes.

However, he chose another direction.

Thinking about it, this scene is the most important in his heart, and this scene can be said to be in touch with her.

I thought he would set up a scene where he married her.

If you really don't have a chance to reunite with them in this life, having this scene can be regarded as a slightly sad compensation.

I cried because I was moved, I cried because I touched my memory, and I cried because of this scene, which fulfilled her heart's desire.

The earthiness and sun-like smell of cotton once again awakened the longing and gratitude in her heart, and she buried her face in the softness, and dyed the pink into a deep red.

Jing Hengbo buried his face in the soft futon, this futon restores her original description, it is ordinary cotton, warm and proper, and if you look closely, you can find the brocade below, it can be seen that in a hurry, he found the quilt, and did not forget to add a layer of cotton cloth directly outside.

Knowing that she was crying, he didn't stop it, there was some depression and needed a chance to express it.

Feeling the somewhat thin figure under his fingers, he lowered his eyelashes, and his fingers gently stroked the acupoints of her vest, smoothing out her breath and regulating her breath.

He reached out as if to pull up her long hair, but eventually pulled her hair away, and his fingers landed on her back.

Gong Yin lowered her eyes and looked at her slightly raised shoulder bones, slender waist, and faintly trembling long hair, silent for a long time, with a faint pity in her eyes.

Gong Yin sat down beside Jing Hengbo, and Jing Hengbo lay on his stomach and didn't move.

Gong Yin's expression was light, and he waved his hand to the three of them, signaling not to disturb them at this moment, Zuo Qiu Mo nodded, and took the two girls down.

When she turned around, she saw Gong Yin.

The girl who played the little cake, although she had the best acting skills, was also the most confused about the situation, and she was a little uneasy when she saw this, and stepped forward to salute Jing Hengbo, but suddenly a hand pushed her away.

Although the silhouette of the woman in the shadow did not move, everyone suddenly felt a faint dampness in the air.

Behind the curtain, the lights are out. Jing Hengbo stopped smiling, and lay on the bed, burying his head in the pillow, not moving for a long time. The girl who played the little cake under her moved out of her body a little apprehensively and stood aside, while Zuo Qiu Mo and Yongxue also stood in the corner, silently watching the queen's back.

However, everyone waited with bated breath for a long time, and the curtain was not raised again.

It was the natural yearning for freedom and indulgence in the hearts of people who were bound by etiquette and religion under the feudal system.

They stared at the curtain, waiting for the next scene to begin, although they saw it in the clouds, but somehow, they felt very comfortable and kind, although the women's behavior was too bold, but there seemed to be a special feeling flowing, although people didn't know why, they couldn't help but yearn for it slightly.

But tens of millions of people were already stupid, with their mouths open, their eyes staring, staring straight at that piece of black cloth, and they couldn't understand how the noble and lazy queen suddenly became a lewd villain picking flowers, and they couldn't understand what these girls were doing? What identity? How can you do this with the queen without big or small? And how they talk so strangely......

avoided the scene of tens of millions of people seeing the queen's undignified appearance.

With a bang, the curtain fell.

The "little cake" Gege smiled and struggled, and suddenly stretched out a hand to grab her breasts, and said with a smile: "Your target is more obvious than me......

Jing Hengbo had already pounced on the "little cake", threw her down on the bed, grabbed her xiaolongbao tightly with the momentum of a tiger's claw with one hand, pulled off a garter belt from the railing of the upper bunk with the other, wrapped it around a few times in his hand, and approached the "little cake" with a lewd smile, "Girl's fine skin and tender meat, give me a rape to the uncle......"

"Oops! My quilt! Honestly, while cleaning up the "little perspective" on the table, he exclaimed, and jumped up to rescue his quilt.

"I knew you were here!" The "little cake" over there laughed and threw the plate on Jun Ke's bed, "Eat, eat quickly, friendly reminder, there are a lot of mites in the bed." Deep-fried chicken wings with mites are a new dish......"

"Really?" Jing Hengbo got up with a smile, "It's not uncommon for people to be greasy and dirty...... "Suddenly he turned around and grabbed the plate, "...... Eat it too! ”

"Little Cake" laughed, took out a plate of fried golden meat, bent the corners of his eyes and said: "Oops, I forgot to make it clear, today's lottery is Orlang's secret chicken wings, and those who win are not shared, and those who lose are shared." ”

"The Chicken" followed her upside down.

Zochumer immediately threw the cards, stood up and shouted, "Yuri Shalek Alekseevich Pogolovsky!" "I didn't look back.

After a while, Jing Hengbo blinked, threw the "card" on the table, and said with a smile: "I'll finish first!" I won! ”

Those three people are looking at her, no one will play such an awesome "card".

There was a silence on the field, and everyone looked at the strange queen strangely, not understanding the meaning of this scene, and not understanding what the queen was doing when she joined in, was it divination? Does divination need to be so moving? Look at the sparkling eyes, as if they were about to shed tears in the blink of an eye.

Jing Hengbo looked at the "paper" and "card" with iron and silver hooks, and fell into a deep speechlessness.

She once went crazy after drinking, and Gong Yin said the nicknames of three dead friends, and also on the ice flower he built, and hugged him all night to talk about everything in the research institute, and cards are also one of them, but unfortunately with the computer, and the wrong "Orleans", Gong Yin only has its name and its essence, each person only has two pieces of hard paper in their hands, one says "paper" on it, and one says "card" on it.

Glancing at the cards in each other's hands again, she almost burst out laughing.

I don't know the "little cake" on the side, and I don't know where Gong Yin got it, his eyes are very flexible, and his movements are very natural.

The "little perspective" on the opposite side is a taciturn little girl dressed as a snowy, not good at acting, so she sits with her back to her, but that kind of posture and expression really has a bit of Junke's feeling.

So he did it.

She sighed leisurely in her heart, knowing that Gong Yin still saw Zuo Qiumo's identity as a woman, and even guessed that she was empathetic because Zuo Qiumo was like a dead friend.

There was one person who was particularly like it, and that sense of realism came to my face.

She settled down, and then she saw that the woman in black was Zuo Qiumo, and I have to say that Gong Yin arranged Zuo Qiumo in the most obvious place, and she was attentive, because from this point of view, she really looks like Taishi.

The three of them, in the dim light, turned their faces and smiled at her, suddenly as if they were real.

It's too difficult to mix with the otherworldly, and those three must not be more suitable than her. If you don't mix better, if something happens to your friends in the future, will you be powerless to watch?

You have to mix well, she said to herself countless times that only when she mixes well can she have the face to meet her friends.

The love with Gong Yin is too dazed and desperate, so desperate that she doesn't even dare to look forward to the future, so in those days of loneliness and loneliness in her heart, the imagination of reunion is the driving force that supports her to walk to the end.

And when the wind and frost, rain and snow along the way, when it was difficult and difficult, I missed the three dead friends very much, and imagined countless times what would happen if they were all there? She must not be so embarrassed to be expelled from the Emperor Song, she will definitely not be hurt by her feelings, and she has no chance to heal and has to struggle. Those three people, Xiao Perspective will go to work hard, Xiao Cake will go to poison, the man's mother-in-law will press her on the bed and scold her for being stupid, and then shoot everyone including Gong Yin, well, the man's mother-in-law is more likely to grab the dagger she can't hold tightly in the night of Di Gexue and send it into Gong Yin's heart......

Because there has never been a reunion, this heart is like a wanderer, in this other world has not yet found its roots, it is not tight, it cannot fall, and it swings leisurely.

After being separated for more than three years, more than a thousand days and nights, she never forgot this scene, relived it countless times in her dreams, and woke up staring at the roof, full of dazed and sighing.

It's been more than three years.

The moment she filled the table, the sourness in her heart came like a tidal wave, and she choked in her throat and almost choked up.

She walked over quickly, pulled open the empty stool, and sat down.

Three smiling faces suddenly bloomed in front of him, Jing Hengbo took a breath in a daze, pursed his lips, and finally moved his steps.

The girl in pink on the right picked up the plate of melon seeds and shook it loudly, "Hurry up, hurry up, today's Caitou, Orlang's secret roasted wings." ”

The girl in yellow with her back to her turned her head and smiled honestly, "Hurry up, it's up to you." ”

The black-clothed girl on the left hooked her fingers and the corners of her lips, and said, "Three are missing one." ”

Those three people are not going to be just human backgrounds. Suddenly, when they raised their eyes, they all looked at her.

It's just a scene for her to see.

She was afraid that as soon as she approached, the clouds would disperse and the crystal ball would shatter.

This is a dream, a beautiful dream, the most beautiful existence left in memory, the past that is sealed in the past and cannot bear to touch, the crystal ball in the window, slowly turning, filled with hexagonal snowflakes, playing a variety of music, so beautiful that it hits the hope in everyone's hearts, but it is unattainable.

Jing Hengbo stared at the three people for a long time, feeling that he couldn't move his feet again.

With her back to Jing Hengbo and the others, she was a girl in light yellow clothes, also dressed in short clothes, with long black hair and shiny hair, sitting in a particularly upright and elegant posture, holding the piece of paper in a regular manner, never glancing around like a girl in pink, nor indifferent like a woman in black.

She grabbed the card and read the words, while grabbing the melon seeds in the plate at hand and knocking them, the speed was extremely fast, the melon seed shell flew out from between her teeth like snowflakes, and she also muttered from time to time, "The five flavors are too strong, and the original flavor will ......be fried next time."

On the right is a girl in pink, strangely also dressed in short clothes and trousers, which is not suitable for the short clothes of this era. The girl's snow-white round face, hairy black eyes with fluffy eyelashes, and slightly pursed red lips looked as sweet as honey, but when she glanced at her eyes, she always inadvertently revealed a little cunning.

The lights are lit up behind the whiteboard, shining high, the most obvious under the light is the girl in black on the left, saying that it is a woman, but it is just a feeling, in fact, this person has the handsomeness of a man and a woman, and even the sitting posture is full of male neatness. Short shirt, long pants, high-waisted boots, and a black hair tied up in a mess, revealing a smooth high forehead. One foot was on the leg of the stool of the person next to him, the corners of his lips were pursed, and he stared intently at the card in his hand, not smiling. At her feet, she squatted the "chicken" played by Fei Fei, wiping her boots diligently with her big fluffy tail.

The set is basically the same as before, it is still the same room, four narrow tables put together to form a square table, and three people are on one side, each holding a stack of hard paper.

Her eyes widened as the curtain lifted again.

Suddenly, the curtain fell again, and Jing Hengbo took a step back, hearing footsteps and the sound of pulling the table inside.

Seeing the huge impact of this scene, she has been surging in her chest, and she can't speak, but at this moment, because of this "computer" with a comic effect, she has eased up a little, she wants to laugh, her heart is still sour, a smile is not perfect on her lips, and her eyes have a glimmer of light.

It's really rare to see someone's IQ stranded......

Someone has no concept of "computer", a high-tech product, and has no way to imagine, just from the word she has heard in her mouth, guessing that since there is this word "brain", it must be similar to the shape of a human brain......

Computer!

That's a computer!

Everyone looked at this novel scene curiously below, pointing and saying that the bed was interesting, saving space, and guessing what the round thing was, Jing Hengbo was also puzzled at first, and after thinking for a long time, he recalled the layout of the four-person dormitory, and then suddenly realized.

In front of the two bunk beds is a row of tables, a total of four, each table can be completely styled to match the four beds, at a glance you can know which table belongs to which bed owner. The only thing in common is that on each table there is a round head-like thing, about the size of a head, papier-mâché, very abstract.

"It's too polite, it's too subtle...... Jing Hengbo muttered, "Under normal circumstances, it should be my panties and bra that hang down......"

The bedding and sheets on the bed were all shiny red, and although they were clean, they were piled up haphazardly, and in the rest of the bed, there were all kinds of large and small packages, boxes, bags, and some socks, brightly colored clothes and skirts, which hung long and short from the railing, and looked like the flags of all nations when the eight departments of the six countries gathered.

This guy's top bunk is really the most eye-catching of the four beds, because ...... It's so gorgeous!

The bunk bed next door is another style. The one underneath, the pink sheets and futon, the white heart-shaped pattern, the kind that is very sweet and very dreamy, not very neat, the bedding is soft and soft, especially fluffy and thick, it looks very comfortable and warm, and at a glance you know that this guy is a pleasure pie.

The top bunk of this bed is a thriller in style. The all-black sheets and bedding were of no other color, and the sheets were not wrinkled at all, and they were a straight line when looked at at eye level. The quilt is folded squarely, like tofu blocks, and it looks like a knife cut on all sides, so it is impossible to believe that it is a bed that people sleep in.

There are two upper and lower beds and four beds, but each has its own characteristics. The lower bunk of a bed on the left side of the wall is clean and neat, and the pale green sheets and bedding are very small and fresh.

There are two beds against the wall, but the bed is very strange, it is two floors, it looks like it can sleep four people, and the workmanship is extremely rough and simple.

In front of me, the scene has changed.

Jing Hengbo trembled.

Suddenly, the whiteboard was over, and the black curtain was about to fall, as if it represented the arrival of night, and when it was opened again, everyone "uproared".

Pei Shu stared at her tightly, frowned and looked at her at Gong Yin, his expression seemed to be thinking about what secret this woman had only told Gong Yin? There was still a smile on Yeluqi's lips, and he couldn't see the loss, but his eyes were slightly gloomy.

After the tabula rasa, only her voice has been heard so far, but the language dialogue is extremely vivid, everyone has been hung up appetite, and they are all looking forward to the queen to hurry forward and open the door, seeing that she does not move, everyone also noticed her abnormality, and whispered gradually.

Her back looked extremely stiff, her sideburns were windless, and the whiteboard was in front of her, which could be opened after a few steps, and she never took that step.

Jing Hengbo was already stiff.

The people below saw it inexplicably.

……

There was a "snap" sound of chopsticks thrown inside, and a few sneers, "I know!" ”

The last girl in it smiled softly, "Is it delicious?" Hey, hey, I haven't put salt yet. ”

The "chicken" jumped up from the garbage can, slammed open the "door" and rushed in.

The first voice said, "I eat I eat!" ”

There was silence after a pause on the whiteboard, except for the footsteps of a person running away, "I'm coming, I'm coming." "It's the girl who is called "Little Perspective".

The girl who spoke last had a soft and sweet voice, and each word dragged a little warped tail, which made people feel sweet and lovely.

Suddenly, another voice interjected, "Hey, hey, hey, it's so hot, who's going to help serve it!" ”

"Don't, don't." The owner of the socks still said in a disgusted tone, "Throw it away!" Small perspective, don't go through everything, the trash can is dirty. ”

The man spoke in a delicate voice, and was visibly young.

Suddenly, another arm stretched out, rummaged through the trash can, found the sock, and said, "It's not dirty, it's still okay to wear it, I'll wash it for you." ”

"If you can win me, I will compensate you." The man replied just now.

"How can you wear it again in the trash! Write me a new one! ”

The man's tone was concise and clear, and the words were particularly clear.

After the whiteboard, another person replied, "Pick it out and wear it again." ”

The voice was lazy, slightly hoarse, and angry as if it was coquettish, and everyone laughed when they heard it, and someone said, "Like a queen!" ”

Someone inside scolded: "Nima, you throw the chicken in the trash, what about my socks!" ”

The door was pushed open, and no one came out, but an arm stretched out, neatly picked up the "chicken", threw it into a basket next to the door, and "snapped" the "chicken" landed in response to the sound and was buried in a pile of rags.

Jing Hengbo froze again, trembling his lips and said, "Nima, let Feifei draw dark circles under her eyes and play the role of a chicken, you can figure it out......"

"Smack." There was a crisp sound, and something smashed out of it, and there was a loud shout inside, "Chicken! You're stealing your sister's underwear again! ”

In the midst of everyone's speculation, Jing Hengbo stood there in a daze, his lips were flat, his eyelashes trembled, and he said with a smile: "Nima is too reserved, this should be a bra ......"

"What's in your mouth? Foot clothes? ”

"No, why are these circles so dark? Painted. ”

"No, white dog."

The people below froze, looked at it for a long time and smiled: "A white cat? ”

The single door on the whiteboard was suddenly pushed open, and a small white head was squeezed out, with a pair of black eyes on the head, and after looking around, he came out with a long strip of stuff in his mouth, and looked back sly while slipping out.

"Bang."

Seeing that she was reluctant to move her steps, everyone was a little surprised, some people thought that the queen had given up disappointed, looked at the sky, and began to yawn and go home.

Impossible, impossible, impossible...... She said to herself over and over again in her heart, impossible, impossible, impossible......

Jing Hengbo also smiled, his face changed when he smiled, he bit his lip tightly, and stared at the door without blinking, as if the door would be pushed open in the next moment, and a few people who might have been separated from time and space and precipitated in their memories came out.

Someone else laughed and said, "And that basket, what do you put without clothes?" looks weird and disgusting, such a scene, dare to say that he has the same heart with Her Majesty? Will Your Majesty like these pickled things? ”

Someone was laughing, "This is the only one, and you lose." Why are you embarrassed to show it? ”

The bottom is also laughing, indeed, this bare whiteboard, painting such a simple door, or half of the door, no matter how standard the painting is, it is also monotonous and simple, and it is lined with a fairy tale scene of Yeluqi flowers next to it, which is simply shabby to the floor.

There was a round basket next to the door, which looked like an ordinary person's laundry basket, but it contained some torn pieces of paper and scrap cloth, and some messy dirty sundries, which looked really unsightly.

If it weren't for the fact that this rectangular door is painted horizontally and vertically, and the circles are drawn in a dripping circle, which fully demonstrates the rigorous and accurate style that belongs to the great gods, Jing Hengbo would almost have to mock - where did the perfunctory graffiti come from?

It is also a large whiteboard, covering the back, but there is a door painted on this whiteboard, which makes Jing Hengbo surprised and laughed, laughing because this door really can't be compared with the exquisite and gorgeous scenes of Yeluqi, obviously the popularity of the great god is really too bad; Surprisingly, the style of this door does not seem to be the common style of today's Great Wilderness, there is a door drawn on the whiteboard, not the folio type of the Great Wilderness, there is no decoration on the door, and a circle is drawn in the middle of the wall, just fine.

There is no scene.

The curtain is lifted.