Chapter 157: Whose Sigh Disturbs the Moon's Heart
A sigh came in the wind, like a muffled thunder striking on the heart, ringing in the ears like thunder.
Instinctively shook off Zixia and rushed to the window, and with an anxious face, he suddenly pushed open the window that Liu's mother had just closed.
It's a pity that the moon is bright, and it can't shine on the earth, the moon is the moon after all, and it can't be compared with the sun.
Jiang Yihan's eyes were like radar, scanning the night, vigilant around.
Zixia, who came behind her, felt sorry for Madame, and changed lightly, "Madam, it's not early, it's time to rest!" ”
Before the words fell, Jiang Yihan turned his head and looked at Zixia coldly, which made Zixia's heart tremble, and stood aside with her head slightly against her, waiting for Jiang Yihan to reprimand, but unexpectedly, Jiang Yihan said, "Zixia, you said, the general is not uncertain about life and death, should Mrs. Ben cry a lot, let people hear, do you want to howl and cry?" ”
Yes? Zixia opened her eyes in surprise and continued, "I think I should cry a few times a day, besides, this old lady is delirious, I am also the general's wife, I can't say it if I don't cry, right!" Shen Qi! ”
When the words fell, Zixia and Liu's mother were shocked, Shen Qi? So it will? He is not with the general...... And ...... general?
The two of them were frightened, but unexpectedly, Jiang Yihan shouted out the window, "Come out!" Shen Qi, I know it's you? Don't hide anymore! You come out for me! ”
Jiang Yihan shouted out the window, but there was no response.
"Madam, it's late at night, and Shen Qi is coming tomorrow? ……”
Zixia's choked voice seemed to cry.
In those gloomy eyes, the falling teardrops, I wanted to loot the night, but I couldn't help the silence of the night.
The crying roses interpret the poignant feelings into pitch black, Jiang Yihan can't help but know when he sees each other, and he is embarrassed at this night.
Looking through the autumn water Siyi people, all kinds of sourness welled up in my heart.
———— hope it helps! Feel good
There is a kind of happiness called having you by your side;
There is a kind of longing called longing for the eyes to wear;
There is a kind of past called passing clouds;
There is a kind of loneliness called living like years;
There is a kind of sadness called liver and intestines;
There is a luxury called going back to the past;
There is a tacit understanding called tacit understanding;
There's a feeling called wonderful;
There is a kind of sweetness called happiness lingering;
There is a kind of tolerance called ignoring past suspicions;
There is a kind of communication called acquaintance is fate;
There is a kind of hesitation called lotus root disconnection;
There is a surprise called a million dollars;
There is a game called Continue Downlink;
There is a kind of life called peak and loop;
There is a kind of journey called unbearable;
There is a kind of love affair called sleeping and eating;
There is a kind of like to be uneasy
There is a kind of pain called walking on thin ice;
There is a kind of loss called pain;
There is a kind of lovesickness called dream haunting;
There is a kind of meeting called speechlessness.
A sigh came in the wind, like a muffled thunder striking on the heart, ringing in the ears like thunder.
Instinctively shook off Zixia and rushed to the window, and with an anxious face, he suddenly pushed open the window that Liu's mother had just closed.
It's a pity that the moon is bright, and it can't shine on the earth, the moon is the moon after all, and it can't be compared with the sun.
Jiang Yihan's eyes were like radar, scanning the night, vigilant around.
Zixia, who came behind her, felt sorry for Madame, and changed lightly, "Madam, it's not early, it's time to rest!" ”
Before the words fell, Jiang Yihan turned his head and looked at Zixia coldly, which made Zixia's heart tremble, and stood aside with her head slightly against her, waiting for Jiang Yihan to reprimand, but unexpectedly, Jiang Yihan said, "Zixia, you said, the general is not uncertain about life and death, should Mrs. Ben cry a lot, let people hear, do you want to howl and cry?" ”
Yes? Zixia opened her eyes in surprise and continued, "I think I should cry a few times a day, besides, this old lady is delirious, I am also the general's wife, I can't say it if I don't cry, right!" Shen Qi! ”
When the words fell, Zixia and Liu's mother were shocked, Shen Qi? So it will? He is not with the general...... And ...... general?
The two of them were frightened, but unexpectedly, Jiang Yihan shouted out the window, "Come out!" Shen Qi, I know it's you? Don't hide anymore! You come out for me! ”
Jiang Yihan shouted out the window, but there was no response.
"Madam, you don't have Shen Qi?"
The sorrowful eyes of people, the falling tears, washed away the silence of the night. The crying roses interpret the poignant feelings into pitch black, Jiang Yihan can't help but know when he sees each other, and he is embarrassed at this night.
Looking through the autumn water Siyi people, all kinds of sourness welled up in my heart.
———— hope it helps! Feel good
There is a kind of happiness called having you by your side;
There is a kind of longing called longing for the eyes to wear;
There is a kind of past called passing clouds;
There is a kind of loneliness called living like years;
There is a kind of sadness called liver and intestines;
There is a luxury called going back to the past;
There is a tacit understanding called tacit understanding;
There's a feeling called wonderful;
There is a kind of sweetness called happiness lingering;
There is a kind of tolerance called ignoring past suspicions;
There is a kind of communication called acquaintance is fate;
There is a kind of hesitation called lotus root disconnection;
There is a surprise called a million dollars;
There is a game called Continue Downlink;
There is a kind of life called peak and loop;
There is a kind of journey called unbearable;
There is a kind of love affair called sleeping and eating;
There is a kind of like to be uneasy
There is a kind of pain called walking on thin ice;
There is a kind of loss called pain;
There is a kind of lovesickness called dream haunting;
There is a kind of meeting called speechlessness.
A sigh came in the wind, like a muffled thunder striking on the heart, ringing in the ears like thunder.
Instinctively shook off Zixia and rushed to the window, and with an anxious face, he suddenly pushed open the window that Liu's mother had just closed.
It's a pity that the moon is bright, and it can't shine on the earth, the moon is the moon after all, and it can't be compared with the sun.
Jiang Yihan's eyes were like radar, scanning the night, vigilant around.
Zixia, who came behind her, felt sorry for Madame, and changed lightly, "Madam, it's not early, it's time to rest!" ”
Before the words fell, Jiang Yihan turned his head and looked at Zixia coldly, which made Zixia's heart tremble, and stood aside with her head slightly against her, waiting for Jiang Yihan to reprimand, but unexpectedly, Jiang Yihan said, "Zixia, you said, the general is not uncertain about life and death, should Mrs. Ben cry a lot, let people hear, do you want to howl and cry?" ”
Yes? Zixia opened her eyes in surprise and continued, "I think I should cry a few times a day, besides, this old lady is delirious, I am also the general's wife, I can't say it if I don't cry, right!" Shen Qi! ”
When the words fell, Zixia and Liu's mother were shocked, Shen Qi? So it will? He is not with the general...... And ...... general?
The two of them were frightened, but unexpectedly, Jiang Yihan shouted out the window, "Come out!" Shen Qi, I know it's you? Don't hide anymore! You come out for me! ”
Jiang Yihan shouted out the window, but there was no response.
"Madam, you don't have Shen Qi?"
The sorrowful eyes of people, the falling tears, washed away the silence of the night. The crying roses interpret the poignant feelings into pitch black, Jiang Yihan can't help but know when he sees each other, and he is embarrassed at this night.
Looking through the autumn water Siyi people, all kinds of sourness welled up in my heart.
———— hope it helps! Feel good
There is a kind of happiness called having you by your side;
There is a kind of longing called longing for the eyes to wear;
There is a kind of past called passing clouds;
There is a kind of loneliness called living like years;
There is a kind of sadness called liver and intestines;
There is a luxury called going back to the past;
There is a tacit understanding called tacit understanding;
There's a feeling called wonderful;
There is a kind of sweetness called happiness lingering;
There is a kind of tolerance called ignoring past suspicions;
There is a kind of communication called acquaintance is fate;
There is a kind of hesitation called lotus root disconnection;
There is a surprise called a million dollars;
There is a game called Continue Downlink;
There is a kind of life called peak and loop;
There is a kind of journey called unbearable;
There is a kind of love affair called sleeping and eating;
There is a kind of like to be uneasy
There is a kind of pain called walking on thin ice;
There is a kind of loss called pain;
There is a kind of lovesickness called dream haunting;
There is a kind of meeting called speechlessness.
A sigh came in the wind, like a muffled thunder striking on the heart, ringing in the ears like thunder.
Instinctively shook off Zixia and rushed to the window, and with an anxious face, he suddenly pushed open the window that Liu's mother had just closed.
It's a pity that the moon is bright, and it can't shine on the earth, the moon is the moon after all, and it can't be compared with the sun.
Jiang Yihan's eyes were like radar, scanning the night, vigilant around.
Zixia, who came behind her, felt sorry for Madame, and changed lightly, "Madam, it's not early, it's time to rest!" ”
Before the words fell, Jiang Yihan turned his head and looked at Zixia coldly, which made Zixia's heart tremble, and stood aside with her head slightly against her, waiting for Jiang Yihan to reprimand, but unexpectedly, Jiang Yihan said, "Zixia, you said, the general is not uncertain about life and death, should Mrs. Ben cry a lot, let people hear, do you want to howl and cry?" ”
Yes? Zixia opened her eyes in surprise and continued, "I think I should cry a few times a day, besides, this old lady is delirious, I am also the general's wife, I can't say it if I don't cry, right!" Shen Qi! ”
When the words fell, Zixia and Liu's mother were shocked, Shen Qi? So it will? He is not with the general...... And ...... general?
The two of them were frightened, but unexpectedly, Jiang Yihan shouted out the window, "Come out!" Shen Qi, I know it's you? Don't hide anymore! You come out for me! ”
Jiang Yihan shouted out the window, but there was no response.
"Madam, you don't have Shen Qi?"
The sorrowful eyes of people, the falling tears, washed away the silence of the night. The crying roses interpret the poignant feelings into pitch black, Jiang Yihan can't help but know when he sees each other, and he is embarrassed at this night.
Looking through the autumn water Siyi people, all kinds of sourness welled up in my heart.
———— hope it helps! Feel good
There is a kind of happiness called having you by your side;
There is a kind of longing called longing for the eyes to wear;
There is a kind of past called passing clouds;
There is a kind of loneliness called living like years;
There is a kind of sadness called liver and intestines;
There is a luxury called going back to the past;
There is a tacit understanding called tacit understanding;