Liu Xingmei stroked the smooth fur of the black tiger and found that it was actually a little thin. And so her tears flowed down her face, accompanied by joy and sorrow. She took the bouquet of wild chrysanthemums from the black tiger's mouth and asked, "Is this what you want to give me?" ”

The black tiger's mouth let out a whining sound, as if answering its female envoy, and it stuck out its tongue to lick the tears on Liu Xingmei's cheeks.

This rather spiritual dog has no way of knowing, and during his absence, stories that should not have happened have happened!

A heartache story that belongs to a woman cannot be confided in a brute!

Liu Xingmei put the bouquet of chrysanthemums under her nose and smelled its faint fragrance, and she was puzzled in her heart.

The black tiger stretched out its long tongue affectionately and licked her cheek, as if it could not forget the time it spent with its hostess.

At this moment, the neighing of horses came from behind.

"Wow! Wang-"

Liu Xingmei let go of the black tiger and turned around in shock. And so—

So, another scene appeared in her hazy eyes-

A black steed with a long mane also appeared on the bridge, and on the saddle bridge sat a burly man in black, wearing a black top hat, a pair of black sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, a thick cigar in his mouth, and a pair of shiny black leather shoes in the stirrups. His black-gloved right hand held the reins of his horse, his left arm held a spear on his shoulder, and a whip hung from his saddle.

It's bandits! This first instinct made Liu Xingmei panic.

At this time, the sun is sinking in the west, the sunset is brilliant as blood, and the earth is arbitrarily rendered and smeared with a faint golden light that cannot measure the thickness, giving people a comfortable and soft feeling, this golden light is cast on the body of a man and a horse, and also on the body of a man and a dog, but all this is accommodated in the space of the magpie bridge. As the breeze blew by, he playfully stirred the short hair on the forehead of the beauty and the corners of the clothes of the man on the horse.

Men are mighty.

War Horse Divine Steed.

Woman beauty.

Hound is tame.

At one end of the bridge, a sculpture of a fisherman sits there.

This moment seemed to be frozen in eternity.

The sound of horses' hooves approached, Liu Xingmei seemed to have forgotten to escape, the blood in her stiff body seemed to have stopped circulating, and the person became a wooden clay sculpture.

The man in black jumped off the horse, stuck the spear on his shoulder into the bulging mattress behind the saddle, and threw the cigarette butt in his mouth with his fingers in a dashing posture, took off his black gloves, and began to slowly walk towards the stupid puppet-like Yiren, whose face was coated with a faint layer of golden oil paint by the sunset. Then, holding the reins in one hand, he opened his arms and slowly embraced the "puppet" in his manly arms.

Silence is better than sound, this is a touching and warm moment.

Everything is like a dream, but being in reality can tug at people's heartstrings like this.

"Beauty, are you waiting for me here?"

"I'm waiting for the enemy!"

Until Liu Xingmei cried out, how many thoughts turned into tears of rebirth and flowed wantonly.

"Don't cry, don't cry, it's like a tearful beauty."

"Why did you come back?" Liu Xingmei almost coquettishly beat Tao Zhenkun's broad chest.

"I've only been out for a few months, isn't this coming back!"

Tao Zhenkun held up the pink face, wiped the beauty of the pear blossoms with rain, and then used his trembling mouth to catch the cherry lips, followed by a suffocating warm kiss.

In this moment of ecstasy, the two of them forgot the pain of missing each other, and forgot that there was still a person sitting on the bridge not far away. And that person turned a blind eye to this touching scene that happened in front of him, as if it had never attracted his attention!

Both men noticed that the other had lost a lot of weight.

Tao Zhenkun's face darkened a little, but he seemed much more energetic than before.

Liu Xingmei was a little haggard in her illness, but it could make people feel more pity.

"Who's that guy?"

"It's Hao Qiang."

"He didn't herd the sheep?"

"The Wu family has sold all the cattle and sheep to the left, and those who are left to raise are just waiting to be killed and eaten."

"Is he cured?"

"Still confused."

"What is he doing?"

"Fishing."

"This old guy is really focused. I sneaked up on him, and even a fart could scare him out of the river. ”

Tao Zhenkun sighed, took out a beautiful small rectangular jewelry box from his pocket, handed it to Liu Xingmei's hand and said, "This is a gift from me, and I don't know if you like it or not." ”

Liu Xingmei didn't throw away the bouquet of chrysanthemums, opened the box, and saw a delicate and beautiful golden hairpin inside, she couldn't help but be greatly moved.

"Do you like it?"

"I like it!" Liu Xingmei nodded frequently, tears condensed on her eyelashes again, she couldn't believe that everything in front of her was real.

"Although it is not the one you used to have, I hope it can replace that one." Tao Zhenkun could finally use up that pawn ticket as an ass wiping paper and throw it away.

"I understand your intentions, thank you!"

"In this way, it is equivalent to making Dad's dream come true!"

"How did you get rich?"

"Almost!"

"Can you pay off your debts?"

"More than enough."

Hearing this belated sentence, Liu Xingmei couldn't be happy, she asked, "Look at your dress——? ”

"Let's go back and talk about it."

Tao Zhenkun picked up Liu Xingmei by the waist and put it on the back of the tamed war horse, handed the reins to her, and then he also recognized the stirrup and stepped up, sat behind and hugged her waist, and said to the black tiger on the side: ?"? You can now learn to ride a horse. Black Tiger, let's go, let's go home! ”

Liu Xingmei held the reins in her hand, but she had no intention of caring about the horse. She put the jewelry box in her pocket, and one hand was still fiddling with the golden hairpin, with a lot of love and joy, as if a lost object had been found again. But behind the joy of this reunion, there is a heavy anxiety and pain hidden in her!

Anything lost in the world may have a chance to be recovered, even if it is not the original, it can be found similar, but a woman's innocence is lost and can never be recovered! Facing the husband who is finally looking forward to coming back, I don't know whether to hide or tell the truth about being tainted by potatoes. This kind of thing, any man will care about! If Tao Zhenkun knew, how would he see himself? These days have become his uneasy concern!

Tao Zhenkun kicked the stirrup, and the horse began to walk slowly. He was still immersed in excitement and intoxication, and in the rain of bullets outside, he never forgot to miss his beloved woman for many years.

"I'm out there thinking about a woman called 'Vixen' every day."

"I hate a man called 'Fool' every day at home."

"I love shrews!"

"I hate fools!"

"Meizi, I'm sorry for leaving you alone at home to suffer!"

"If only you could come back!"

Tao Zhenkun carefully coiled her long braids, he cherished his woman's oily black and thick hair very much, and then he was surprised to find two silver and white threads hidden in the hair.

"Meizi, do you have gray hair?"

"Worried!"

Sorrowful !!!

These two words carry a heavy weight.

Tao Zhenkun's nose was sour, tears condensed in his eyes, and he sighed lightly and said, "I won't let you suffer anymore in the future." ”

He took the hairpin from Liu Xingmei's hand again, inserted the hairpin in the hairline, and returned to the period when the beauty had a bun in the past. Then he took the bouquet of chrysanthemums, broke off a section of the stem, and put it in a bun.

Any man in the world who knows how to love his wife will know how to dress up his woman.

Tao Zhenkun put his arm around her waist again, touched the wine gourd, and asked, "Why did you bring this thing?" ”

"Since you left, I've been drinking a lot more and I'm addicted to alcohol!"

"It's all my fault, I'm sorry!"

Tao Zhenkun felt that her waist was still so slender, so he deliberately touched the belly.

"Touch what?"