Zhang Qingyun, although his IQ is not very low, his luck has always been online, no matter what kind of things he encounters, he will always turn the danger into a disaster and get the best benefits.

I've always wanted no one to imitate, and I once sighed very indebtedly, this kind of luck is really unpopular, but no one has ever imitated it.

He didn't care too much about this kind of thing when he could meet another missing person on the road from time to time, and he felt a little pitiful at the beginning, and he kept vacating the empty space in his home for these people to live in.

But I didn't think of these, one by one is not a master of the world, it is an accident, always brings some benefits to himself, sometimes I am a little bored in my heart, looking at those who are displaced outside, I really let the rest of the people give a little silver, and I barely settled down people, and I don't want to care about it.

After so many years, this habit has been handed down, and there are always some people who say that they were taken care of and want to come to help, and for such people, they will allow those people to continue to come, so the family industry is getting bigger and bigger, and they have long been untouched by such things, and they will even say that they are indifferent to a certain extent, but today they met another one when they went out.

Zhang Qingyun didn't want to care about this person, just give two pieces of silver casually, but as soon as he walked by, looking at the other party's gray hair, he still had a little sense of responsibility after all, this old man, even if he gave a little money to spend, what could he do?

It is estimated that there is no way to live on the outside, and for a while he was a little pitiful in his heart, and he didn't ask someone to bring him over, but after thinking about it, how can the other party also have self-esteem, after all, he still went over by himself and pulled this person home.

Zhang Qingyun didn't plan to take care of too many things, so he cleaned up and went back to the house to lie down, and the maid next to him put an incense on it.

The incense was bought from outside, and I asked a waking maid next to me to go out and buy one.

It also belongs to a kind of heart that feels fun, after all, before the exchange, there are always people to give gifts to their own homes, all kinds of well-prepared very, and I can't say what it looks like, so I can go to my own home.

It's just about incense, it's also the first half of the year, the one who is systematically incense at home, something happened, and it's unpleasant to say, more or less everyone doesn't mention it, but the incense in the house is broken.

This going out to buy things makes people feel a little fresh, he has never experienced it, such things that are needed in life, and he needs to go out to buy things that do not exist, so he feels fresh for a while.

The smell is definitely not as good as before, with a rough wood smell, but in comparison, there is a unique freshness, and the smell is not too bad.

It's just that the taste has changed suddenly, and I'm a little uncomfortable, but sooner or later I have to like it, the original family, the whole family is gone, and I don't have to, what is nostalgic for this place, Li Jian still wants to hurt, this side of his family, what kind of option is it, he can't use it.

It's like the smell of grass after a heavy rain, with the fragrance of osmanthus, and the softness is added to the coldness, and there seems to be a little poison in the mixture, but there is a different situation in comparison, and it is also a fun thing to count.

I smelled the fluttering fragrance and gently fell into a deep sleep.

The incense in the incense burner swayed upward, forming a kind of light white smoke, but between the snow-white smoke, it seemed to be mixed with a slight light blue, too bleak, and there was no way to be serious, so that people could not see.

Zhang Qingyun has always felt as if he was uncomfortable when he was drowsy, but he was too sleepy, and he had always been a lazy character, he didn't have the habit of getting up in the middle of the night, he turned over and fell asleep, he didn't care about anything at all, but suddenly he seemed to have some kind of induction, and he frowned tightly.

The people of Mingyue Mountain were originally arranged by others, and they were all in a state of ignorance, and they didn't know what kind of mood it was, but they still lived there, and there was no other action, they sat in the courtyard stupidly, and they also thought about it seriously, in addition to the other party, whether there was a problem with their brains, which was not known at all.

Of course, there is one thing I have to admit that I will come over suddenly, and part of the reason is because of the pain in my heart that I can't erase.

Suddenly, the scar in my heart was revealed, such an uncomfortable emotion I don't want, and then care about other things, this suddenly there is a person who is willing to take him in, maybe he can barely make up for this danger in his heart.

He breathed a sigh of relief, there is no way to explain this mood to outsiders, and now he can only ponder it by himself, which is that, there is a little reason, he has no way to tell, and there are some moods that he can't confide in outsiders.

There was a full moon like a jade plate hanging in the dark sky, and the cool and slightly leisurely moonlight shone under the quiet of the world.

The cold wind blew gently, as if with a suffocating cold, but after taking the cold, it carried a very warm sound.

In the cold winter, such a wind is not very severe, but has an indescribable tenderness.

It doesn't make people feel cold and biting, although it doesn't bring any warm breath, but that gentle wind just blows and doesn't hurt anyone, isn't it a kind of compassion?

The people of Mingyue Mountain looked at the sky with their heads held high, and seemed to be able to recall some things sometimes, but they shook their heads, there are some memories that cannot be mentioned, and those memories that have been hidden in the depths of their hearts and cannot be picked up are no longer worth recalling.

After all, he will only hurt his heart over and over again, and at this time, he just sighed deeply, maybe today's moonlight is too beautiful, so he can't help but think of the person who remembers it in his heart.

The quarrel between the two people was too tragic, if everyone was so calm with each other and continued to live, maybe there was a person who did not leave this world, and the feeling he only hated would not have fallen into this difficulty, would not lock himself in that house, and would not have been able to wake up for so many years.

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