Sometimes, just a few simple words can prick the heart.

Obviously it is just a symbol table for recording language, obviously there are only a few details that are difficult to collect, but the ability to have is as great as nuclear bomb fission hydrogen bomb fusion, only one moment, it is a ball of light and fire, a pillar of dust and clouds, but it forms the strongest syllable between heaven and earth, and when I remember it afterwards, the broad vision is only empty.

The wreckage, one fell and one crash, no matter how sad it was, I couldn't forget the time that was entangled in my bones.

Yours, or mine—no, you and mine.

I've always been, good, enthusiastic like a charcoal fire, but I can't warm it up anymore.

Temperature is not something I was born with, and the once brief soft warmth was only given to me by you.

Now, I look at the joys and sorrows of these years with pity, which is already my greatest responsibility, and it is a continuation of your persistence.

There's nothing to shock about, and I'm vulnerable when those confusing memories are gone.

Why...... Because the things that scarred me are back.

And himself, without a trace, can only be left for the next bitter and sweet burning.

"I'm not going."

It's not "unwilling", it's not "too boring", it doesn't say anything to explain the reason, and it doesn't even have the extended meaning and symbolic meaning to help thinking and strengthen persuasion, but a woman's rejection is a complete sense that you can't refuse.

I had known that this would happen, but Gu Jing was still very hurt.

This woman...... Now there is no more excitement in giving practical action, and it is as cold as ice to calm down. She is terrible, extreme, a half-crushed silhouette, which makes him scared and makes it difficult for him to move an inch.

But for her, even if it is a little benefit that the company's boss cares for his subordinates, Gu Jing is still forced to move on.

"Fang Xu has already completed all the formalities, you just need to go."

"I'm not going." Jane let out an almost domineering sound again, but she had done her best to smooth out the sharpness, and it was formless but heavy.

"This time the task was simple. You need to look after the newcomers to our company. Her name is Gu Xiaoxiao, and she is a human spirit. ”

"I don't ......"

"It's an order." Fang Xu interrupted Jian with a loud voice, and his ruthless tone was indeed much more powerful and familiar than Gu Jing, "And 'High Tower'." Never disobey orders. ”

He simply looked straight at Fang Xu. No way. This time she had to go her own way, or she would ......

"Or are you scared...... Fang Xu added. There is no joke because he never jokes, but this suspicion is indeed a blatant provocation.

And she, the tower, has never known how to avoid it.

"You two should know, and even if you do, are you going to send me?"

Fang Xu glanced at the ancient mirror with his spare eyes, and after waiting for a long time, he found that he had no intention of making a sound, and was just thinking that he was holding his mouth but was held by a pair of slightly hot hands, powerful but not too strong, he looked at the ancient mirror, so he swallowed it back.

Gu Jing didn't answer Jane, just pulled Fang Xu away without saying a word.

Left in place, Jane remained in a distant posture for the next ten minutes.

The two slender and tall backs burst in without a trace of malice, and left without a hint of malice, but they left her with a big problem.

This conundrum begins with a one-act comedy that is as long as a short act as a precondition for letting down the guard, a side-knock that is difficult to ask as a distraction to show the good intentions of the comer, and finally a reminder of discipline that is easy to find and difficult to find as a binding certainty of personality and reputation.

This is really domineering, but it is not extreme in a fit of anger, and it is not the turn of "unbearable" to control the dominance.

Jian breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the seat where Gu Jing had sat just now, the man next to him was still breathing, but he was not awake yet.

She would never suck a man's blood clean, it was an unwritten verbal agreement she had promised him.

Tilting his head to the side, the light in the air spreads out in all directions, and the brightness changes in a staggered manner, although it is only black and white.

Jane was lonely, uncontrollable, or something in her heart was at work, she raised her arm, stretched out her arm, and let her skin collide with the light, the saturation of light and shadow in her sight and the water vapor rising from her eyelids were so mixed with each other that she couldn't distinguish each other, blurring the difference.

- Jane, you're thinking I'm right, you're so depressed?

You were so pretentious when you broke into my world.

I know that the resounding identity of red and black is most appropriate for me, but because I seem to be the genius of all the martyrs of sin, I feel that it is easy for me to make a name for myself.

It was the day to get rid of the guy who was no longer my first boyfriend, and I ignored the boy who had been kneeling on the ground and refused to get up to try to influence me, and I directly blocked the commotion around me, the good and bad, the abusive and the lively, I only regarded it as a multiple harmony in the background of noise.

What I didn't see was a figure in a passing class, not leaning out of the window crowded in the corridor like the others, but sitting in the place - among the empty tables and chairs, and you who looked at me without saying a word at that time showed an indescribable deep expression, the only thing in this world that existed, and which I will always and forever regard as the only thing.

I skipped class and ran to my favorite movie theater at the time.

It's small and old, but there are very few people who go there, and I pick the least popular ones.

There is one seat that I must sit in every time, and I secretly make it exclusive to myself, the seventh position from the beginning of the penultimate row.

Every time you come in, you have to look at the back of your seat, and you will only decide to sit down when there is no one.

High, on the second floor, with a good view, but I don't watch movies.

The lights on both sides went out, announcing the beginning of the film, I habitually looked up to the side, in the boxy screening window, there were beams of light radiating out, dust swaying in it like plankton, I raised my arm, my arm stretched out, trying to measure the angle of the beam with my thumb and forefinger, in the light and dark, I looked at such a picture and saw obsession.

The sky is dark, and there are no waves to be seen.

Then suddenly, another arm appeared diagonally in view, stretching out, approaching, and then touching my skin, enveloping my hand, with each long, white knuckle, as if the light I wanted to grasp was between my palms.

I looked back at the boy's bright face, just that abrupt meeting, and you made no secret of all the warmth of your emotions.

At that time, no matter how bright the sky outside was, it was not as magnificent and shining as the eyes you cast on me.

I've always believed that as a vampire, I'm a savior that blooms for the sake of withering.

So I do everything to make it gorgeous to the extreme, so extreme that it will inevitably decay, and finally stick to every inch of the world and every part of the human heart in the deep sea with the attitude of destruction, leaving traces that will not disappear with time.

I believe that is beautiful, and you pinched my cheek, and then you put a heavy kiss on my cheek and said that it was a quibble that I would not admit to being misguided.

I was loved by you, I thought you would never leave me, I have long been accustomed to having your save......

But why......

Why did we meet...... I shoehorned you into my world, and in the end I stripped you away. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the Biquge www.biquge.info () to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to M. to read. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the Biquge www.biquge.info () to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to M. to read. (To be continued......)