Qin Shuang, a woman who looks indifferent on the outside, but can always bring warmth to Liu He.

Liu He couldn't remember when he started to have feelings for Qin Shuang, everything was so natural and natural.

Qin Shuang, as usual, always had an expression of no waves, walked to Liu He and sat down, quietly looking at the scenery under the mountain, and showing a faint smile from time to time.

Liu He's heart calmed down a lot, he secretly wiped the corners of his eyes, sat down next to Qin Shuang, and looked into the distance with her, at this moment, it seemed that time had stopped, and all the disputes had nothing to do with the two of them.

"When are you leaving?" Qin Shuang suddenly asked softly.

Liu He frowned slightly, a little surprised why Qin Shuang asked this, he turned his head to look at the illustrious but ill-fated woman, and asked, "How do you know that I am leaving?" ”

Qin Shuang pinned a wisp of green silk that was blown by the wind behind his ears, and said indifferently: "Actually, I don't know, I just think that you don't belong here, and you have to leave sooner or later, so ......"

As she spoke, Qin Shuang suddenly lowered her head, frowning.

"So I don't dare to let you marry me, I don't want to tie you up, so that when you want to leave, there won't be too many restraints."

Liu He looked calmly into the distance, but the tears could no longer stop flowing, and the white-robed old man once again said that Liu He was facing a difficult problem than life and death at this time.

The two were relatively silent, watching the breeze blowing through the hills, watching the sun set in the west, and watching a bright moon rise high in the sky.

Liu He suddenly stood up and asked, "If I tell you that jumping from here can solve all the problems, do you believe it?" ”

Qin Shuang also stood up, thought about it, and shook his head.

Liu He was a little disappointed, but it was no wonder that Qin Shuang, no matter who heard such an unbelievable thing, he would not accept it easily.

He was a little hesitant, although he knew that jumping down could really start all over again, but in front of Qin Shuang, he was still a little undecided.

Just when Liu He hesitated, he only heard Qin Shuang say softly: "I don't believe it, but if you really jump, I will accompany you." ”

Liu He's heart was rippling, and Qin Shuang's soft voice was like the strongest wine in the world, which made Liu He intoxicated.

He plucked up his courage, took Qin Shuang's hand, held it tightly, and said in a trembling voice: "When everything returns to its original appearance, the first thing I want to do is marry you." ”

The corners of Qin Shuang's mouth curled slightly, and a happy smile appeared on her face, although she knew that jumping off the cliff was only one death, as long as the man in front of her had this sentence, it was enough for her.

Qin Shuang looked at the side face of the man who held her hand tightly, there was a little reluctance in his eyes, more satisfaction, Liu He noticed Qin Shuang's affectionate gaze, and also turned his head, the two looked at each other, calm like a couple who have been together for many years.

"Ready?" Liu He asked softly.

Qin Shuang nodded lightly, but his gaze never left Liu He for half a minute.

Liu He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled it, and when he opened his eyes again, he took Qin Shuang's hand and jumped off the cliff with her.

The weightlessness of falling from a height did not make the two feel frightened at all, and in mid-air, a pair made in heaven, embraced each other affectionately.

May is the best time of the year in the imperial capital.

Liu He stood by the window on the sixteenth floor, looking at the bustling flow of people and endless cars below, holding a cup of steaming weak coffee in his hand.

It was the seventy-eighth day since he had returned to this world, but he still had many things that he couldn't get used to, like now, it was nine o'clock in the evening, and he didn't turn on the light, and there was only one candle in the whole room.

The faint candle flame didn't seem to be able to satisfy the huge room, but it was just right for Liu He.

He returned to his desk and put aside the cup of light coffee that seemed a little out of place with the antique furnishings in the room, which was also a helpless thing, as a writer, there are endless manuscripts to write every day, and inspiration is like a naughty child, always like to run out quietly in the dead of night, a cup of light coffee, is a night.

The computer was on, but Liu He put the keyboard aside, and instead brought the paper and pen in front of him.

I don't know when he got used to handwriting, and if it weren't for the need to publish it on the Internet, perhaps the computer that once made him love it would have been reduced to an ornament.

Spread out a 400-word manuscript paper, but the pen in Liu He's hand did not fall for a long time.

The first line of the manuscript paper has only one title.

Rogue Emperor.

Liu He's experience is actually not a scoundrel at all, the name of the emperor barely counts, as for why he came up with such a name, Liu He himself can't say clearly, maybe from the bottom of his heart, Liu He prefers that he is like that, rather than an ignorant person who is too hot-blooded.

This is the third night of his meditative thoughts, but he still hasn't put pen to paper.

He didn't know where to start, because every time he made it to his desk, familiar faces would come to mind.

He thought of Chen Mo, who likes to pretend to be profound but the most innocent, Li Qin, who is honest and admirable, and the big fierce sister who is yin and yang weird but competitive, who can turn one tael of silver into a thousand taels of money......

Wang Tie, who was an enemy of 10,000 people on the battlefield, Han Yi, who took the rank of general among thousands of troops, and Wei Xiao, who took care of everything in an orderly manner, were strategized by Zhongli Xun, who was thousands of miles away......

Obviously he is the first in the world, but he has to claim to be the second in the world, the ancestor of the Chen family, and his medical skills and martial arts are even more outstanding......

Occasionally, there's that red dress......

The sound of hurried footsteps came, which made Liu He's heart beat in shock.

The beautiful woman who broke into the door grabbed Liu He's ear fiercely, and said angrily: "The surname Liu, I can hear you in the next room, you are silly, say!" Are you thinking about that little girl surnamed Xiao again? ”

Liu He, who had no power to fight back, grinned in pain, and had to keep shouting at the woman to spare her life.

The beautiful woman snorted, let go of her hand, and walked away angrily.

Liu He breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed his aching ears, and secretly rejoiced for the rest of his life.

The beautiful woman walked to the door, stopped suddenly, and when she looked back, she had a charming look that had brought disaster to the country and the people, and said softly: "Husband, don't let the family wait too long." ”

Seeing the beautiful woman walk out of the room with graceful steps, Liu He's face showed a long-lost evil smile, and he immediately threw down his pen and rushed to the next room.

God closes a door for you and opens a window for you.

Liu He doesn't believe in God, but tonight this window, he said that he would not miss anything.

The only regret is that the beautiful woman has neither an ID card nor a household registration, and it is not necessary to spend nine yuan to get a big red, but as long as she is willing to accompany him to jump off the cliff, it is enough.

After serving Qin Nuxia to bed, Liu He, who had a sore back, took a bath and sat down at the desk again.

Reality and ideals, which is true and which is false, Liu He no longer wants to bother to ponder.

Now he just wants to write down the names that once appeared in his life, as well as the things that happened between them.

But where does all this begin?

The corners of Liu He's mouth suddenly showed a hint of a knowing smile, as if he had thought of something, picked up the pen, and wrote the first sentence of the opening chapter.

I'll tell you a joke......

The evening breeze blows, rolling up the corners of the paper industry, and also tugging at the heartstrings of the person holding the pen.

It's obviously a joke, but the madman who told the joke held a pen, and at some point, he burst into tears. ()

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