The boy took the girl's hand and ran wildly, the hair of the two people was blown by the wind, their cheeks were red, and they looked at each other, full of happiness, almost overflowing.

The next day, the boy came to the man's house as usual, and the man looked at him with some surprise, and the boy held his hat stiffly, turning it back and forth, and stammered: "Mr. Hansen said that if I want to marry his sister, I must have a craft——"

The man didn't speak, acquiescing to the existence of the boy, and then, the things he created were more delicate - the lady's dresser, the delicate carved bed, the delicate and small hair comb, the boy silently gave the man a hand, and finally one day, the man stood up straight, "Okay, I will, you have already learned, starting tomorrow, you don't use it." ”

The young man was silent, and after a while, he couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart, and asked softly: "Sir, can I ask, what is in your storage room?"

The man glanced at the boy unexpectedly, the boy was apprehensive, but he boldly looked back at the man, after this time of getting along, he was no longer afraid of the man's terrifying appearance.

The man's eyelids drooped slightly, and his beautiful blue eyes were hidden, like a lake and mountains shrouded in darkness, "Follow me." ”

The heavy storage door was opened, and the sunlight filled the room, and the boy gently brushed his finger on the door frame, and was surprised to find that the room was very clean, apparently cleaned frequently.

The man tugged at the corner of the light blue sheet, and dragged it away little by little, and the tall objects inside also revealed his true face, which turned out to be a carved and vivid girl, her lips were half open, her beautiful face was full of panic, and at the same time, a pair of eyes were full of indescribable pain and affection, which made people deeply shocked by her expression at a glance.

The young man circled around the wood carving a few times and was amazed: "Sir, is this also carved by you?" She's just amazing. ”

The man didn't answer him, and a pair of blue eyes stared deeply at the girl in front of him.

The boy couldn't help but ask, "Sir, who is she?"

The man pursed his lips, and a deep voice echoed in the storage room: "It's my wife." ”

"She stopped her compatriots and told me to run."

"I ran away, and then her compatriots brutally killed her."

The man's eyes closed heavily, as if all emotions were locked inside: "This is war." ”

As the man's calm words were calm, the colorful picture suddenly lost all color, and in black and white, the girl's frightened and sad expression became more and more shocking.

Jian Han clutched her chest, suddenly didn't know what to say, the rhythm of the whole movie was very slow and warm, and even when the man said these three sentences, he was very calm, and he didn't use hysterical screams or crying to express the grief of the characters like ordinary movies, but I don't know why, she just felt the huge pain hidden under the calm surface of the man.

Then, with the creak of the old-fashioned film reversing, the black-and-white footage began to play back:

- After the boy had gone, the man concentrated on painting the huge tub he had just made, and the moment he finished it, he exclaimed in a cheerful voice, "Maggie! Come on, the bathtub you want is ready!"

The only thing that answered him was the silence of the room, and after a while, the man reacted, and the brush in his hand fell to the bottom of the tub with a click, and he muttered, "Maggie Maggie, oh, Maggie is no longer there." ”

The man was hit by a huge pain, as if he had lost all the strength to support him, and he fell to the ground softly, the camera zoomed out, and the man shrank into a ball, and only his broad back could be seen shaking slightly.

The moment the dresser was finished, the man's blue eyes shone with great joy, and then dimmed, and only his hands stroked the very delicate dresser over and over again.

——On a moonlit and starry night, the man lay on the carved bed, his arm unconsciously stretched out to the other half of the hand bed, groping for a long time, and his long arm rolled up and took the pillow tightly into his arms, his strength was so great, as if he wanted to rub the pillow into his body, like an imitation beast, whispered: "Oh, Maggie!"

Scene after scene of black and white pictures passed in front of me, I don't know when, the theater was silent, occasionally choked up or two, and was quickly suppressed, as if these black and white pictures should bloom quietly in silence.

The door opened little by little, and the lost colors of the film also slipped back playfully, like a child's coloring version, painting the exposed living room little by little.

In the corner of the wall is a carved basin stand, on which are placed three exquisite washbasins in order according to their size, and in the other corner is a flower pot stand, and the roses in the pot are delicate.

A few small and cute wooden combs were placed in front of the dresser not far away, and the camera was pulled back to the center of the living room, where two cups of steaming coffee were placed on a round table.

With the rising heat of Miao Miao, the camera zoomed out, allowing people to see two figures sitting at the round table, one of them, with unusually broad shoulders, was the male owner at first glance, and the other was wearing a blue dress with white lace, with a beautiful cake hat, and a delicate bow hanging behind her, reflecting her slender figure.

The man's deep voice sounded: "That kid, reminds me of when I was young, people hated dogs, but I didn't expect him to get the consent of the girl's family so quickly and deceive such a beautiful girl." ”

"Of course, definitely not as pretty as our Maggie."

The camera finally circled the front of the two people, and the man's blue eyes instantly zoomed in, occupying almost the entire screen, blue, like a lake under the cover of snow-capped mountains, and like a sapphire soaked in ice water.

The beauty is beyond words.

Jian Han held her breath, this was really the most beautiful pair of eyes she had ever seen.

In the next second, the girl next to the man appeared on the screen, her lifelike face with a shallow smile, and her eyes were warm as if they were soaked in the sun—even so, it still couldn't hide the fact that she was a wood carving.

"By the way," the man's hand slowly stretched out, and he pulled out a razor from the drawer under the round table, "to go to the wedding, or shave off, Maggie likes the way I shave my beard, right?"

Naturally, the wood carving couldn't answer him, and the man's voice was low: "You said that your beard is so itchy, you always want to laugh—"

"Did I tell you? I just love kissing you and listening to you laugh—"

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