ps: Thank you for the two monthly tickets of the lemon bell, this chapter was written and integrated into the mood of the past few days, a faint sense of loss! I hope I like it.

The night wind was cold, blowing the broken hair on her sideburns, the crystal jade face was inexplicably sad, and the semi-circular moon seemed to have infinite charm, attracting her to raise her head and look at it.

The boxy vermilion watchtower, from here you can overlook the scenery of the entire Daliang City, and the cold silver-white moonlight sprinkles on all aspects of Daliang.

The heart seems to be lonely, so what does it matter about the moon?

She tightened the white cloak draped on her body, trying to drive away the cold in her heart, but it was still cold, this cold came from her heart, how could the warmth of the outside world cover the cold in her heart.

With a gentle sigh, a white mist filled the tip of her nose, and the faint blue aroma couldn't compare to his after all?

Tears began to flow from her eyes, and the crystal clear tears reflected the half full moon in the sky.

Looking at his white and greasy skin, this is the envy of many people's complexion, white fingertips, slender jade arms, soft cheeks, and a beautiful posture...

Her nose ached, and a low cry slowly came from her lowered head.

I remember that it was a night, she snuggled in the arms of the king with a strong smile, but her big heart made her feel a little safe, she was unhappy.

She's not happy, that's all!

It seems to be a watchtower high in the clouds, yearning for freedom in the sky in all directions, but it is only a prison, and only this abbot's place can hover for itself.

A crisp singing voice came from her sweet voice, singing "The leaves are pale, and the white dew is frost." Her soft cheeks twitched, but she still smiled.

Maybe from the moment I put on my wedding dress, my heart was sad and gone!

The elders who were full of joy said words of blessing one by one, and the bright red wedding dress covered herself tightly, and her chest was a little suffocated, and she was depressed and breathless.

Broken love, hurt and sad, bursts of festive silk and bamboo sounds sounded so harsh in her ears!

At that time, she smiled and met the man she loved most in her life.

At that time, she smiled and met the man she loved most in her life.

At that time, she seemed to be miserable, pleading and trying to let him take her. His mouth twitched, and she saw it so really, hoping that the words would soon come out of his mouth.

However, this expectation slowly passed countless days and nights from a breath.

From expectation to pleading, then from pleading to complaining! Eventually, the grief turned into anticipation.

She can't hate it in her heart, she can't hate it.

Finally, the round tears hanging under her eyes slowly slipped down her cheeks, and the crystal white tear stains were embedded in her beautiful makeup, and her hair gradually became messy.

She looked at her white complexion again, her white fingertips, her soft cheeks, and her beautiful posture...

A sense of disgust ran through her heart, and she felt how filthy her body was, which made men covet, and the scent of the orchid seemed to be disgusting. The up and down of her body made her feel disgusted, and that hatred came from the heart.

The night in the girder is getting deeper, and the cold wind is getting stronger.

The red vermilion cover on the red wedding dress, the red gauze tent, the red embroidered shoes, everything is red, but the heart is white, sad white.

Now this white color is still in her heart, deeply rooted in her heart like a thorn, and it stings her heart from time to time.

She smiled, and gradually smiled, and laughed, and she whispered, "Wei Wuji, what a beautiful name, but it is a name that I only knew when I put on my wedding dress and entered the palace." ”

That day, her heart was like ashes, but when she saw him, she kindled the last glimmer of hope, even though she knew that this hope was very slim, and it was too little to follow his footsteps. However, there was still a hint of anticipation in her heart, expecting him to say what was in her heart, and her cheeks twitched and she was about to say it.

At that moment, she remembered when they first met.

The young man smiled beside the stream, and said indiscriminately: "Girl, are you drawing water?" ”

She was secretly ashamed in her heart, didn't this guy see it? Ask while knowing the answer! But she still smiled and whispered, "Yes! ”

However, as if disgusted, he took out a white handkerchief from his bosom and said, "Wipe it!" ”

She stared darkly, but her apricot kernel-like eyes didn't dare to look at him, and walked away quickly with her skin.

Again and again, he and her hearts gave birth to the sweetness that only they understood, and he called her Ru'er.

Ru'er, what a nice name.

But he still didn't say it, his face was very calm, so calm that she didn't know this person, but she noticed that his hands were slightly bent, and his heart was not calm.

The anticipation in her eyes finally turned into gloom, and finally became calm. Such as a Hong autumn water, calm without waves, only the autumn wind blowing off the maple leaves may be able to break the ripples.

"This is the widow's younger brother, Xinling Jun Wei Wuji." Wei Wangyu introduced him with a smile.

Wei Wuji nodded slightly, which was regarded as recognition, and said with a smile on his face: "Congratulations to Brother Wang for winning such a beautiful woman." ”

She smiled reluctantly, but who knows how hesitant she was when she laughed.

"The name of Xinling Jun, everyone in Daliang City knows it." She replied with a smile.

"I don't know Brother Wang, what is the name of this lady?" Wei Wuji asked with a little interest.

"She?" Wei Wangyu fell into deep thought, and said after a while: "Her mother's family is Ru, and she will be called Ruji in the future, Ruji!" ”

"Ruji, Ruji, what a nice name." Wei Wuji praised.

"Thank you, Your King, for your name." Mrs. Ruji bent down and thanked her.

The red candle was blown out, the tent was slightly turned, and with the loss of the most precious thing in life, she finally became a woman, from a girl to a woman, from Ru'er to Mrs. Ruji.

Mrs. Ruji caressed the railing of the watchtower, looking down from the height of the watchtower, there was a man she liked in the distant Daliang City, and the night breeze could not blow away the sorrow hanging on the tip of her heart.

I dance messily, I sing and wander.

At that time, she smiled and met the man she loved most in her life.

At that time, she smiled and met the man she loved most in her life.

The first time, she met the man who walked into her heart with an innocent smile and a faint shyness, and the second time she met the person she loved with anticipation called Xinlingjun, Wei Wuji, Wei Wuji.

"Mowgli? Mowgli? Do you really have nothing to fear? Death is the most terrible thing. Mrs. Ruji caressed her cheek and slowly wiped away the tears embedded in her cheek.

"My body is dirty, but my heart belongs to you, Mowgli, you know? I still can't forget you, the smile you had back then. ”

The night wind is cold, and in the silent Daliang City, the beautiful dance posture slowly dances on the watchtower.