At five o'clock in the morning, the sky gradually brightened.

The sun is clear.

It's like passing through your own head!

In the bottom of their hearts, everyone remembered that the most important person in their hearts was that person!

That's the one you'll never forget!

Time has not forgotten the worries, where did Meng Po soup come from?

After all, it's just hidden in the deepest places of the heart and mind!

It is said that it was forgotten, but in fact......

Actually, I still like you very much......

It's like what a modern poem describes......

I still like you very much, like the wind walked eight thousand miles, regardless of the return date.

I still like you very much, like the cycle of the sun and the moon, ignoring the day and the night.

I still like you very much, like clouds drifting for 90,000 miles, never resting.

I still like you very much, like stars smashing into the earth, to death.

I still like you very much, like the sun shining all over the sky, gentle and comfortable.

I still like you very much, like the wind blowing in my heart, crispy and beautiful.

I still like you very much, like rain falling in the tropics and polar regions, far away.

I still like you very much, like a whale sinking to the bottom of the sea and breathing gently, extremely disgusted.

I still like you very much, like the old city gate that I have been waiting for for many years.

I still like you very much, like a whale starved of oxygen in the deep sea of 6,400 meters, and I never get tired of it.

I still like you very much, like a subject waiting for the restoration of the dynasty, far away.

I still like you very much, the willows move the cicadas, the sunset tides, can't be yourself.

I still like you very much, like clouds drifting for 90,000 miles, never resting.

I still like you very much, like the sun rising and setting, day or night.

I still like you very much, like the stars running through the night for hundreds of millions of years, without complaining.

I still like you very much, like spring rain falling for 800 miles, dripping.

I still like you very much, like spring grass dyeing green ridges, no doubt.

I still like you very much, like a shrew scolding the street, unreasonable.

I still like you very much, like rain falling overnight, Juanjuan does not hesitate.

I still like you very much, like the rain in the rainy season, which lasts forever.

I still like you very much, like a little smoke curling in the cooking, and the snow and rain fall on the tangli pear.

I still like you very much, like a bird who loves the sea fish, it's hard to decide where to stay, I don't know why.

I still like you very much, like a noisy secret, a thousand words.

I still like you very much, like the begonia in the courtyard falling and blooming, and the cycle is repeated.

I still like you very much, like the sun and the moon alternate in turn, ignoring the day and the night.

I still like you very much, like a stratus condensed into a piece, bit by bit.

I still like you very much, like the stars twinkling in the night sky, neon blur.

I still like you very much, like a laurel leaf falling in the wind, rolling into mud.

I still like you very much, like raindrops falling on green moss and red mud, soft and dissipated.

I still like you very much, like starlight falling into my eyes, a glance of thousands of miles.

I still like you very much, like the last stroke of Your Excellency Haitou Feng, lovesickness.

I still like you very much, like a red tent in the spring night, I am afraid to think of it.

I still like you very much, like a bump stumbling through the torrential rain, into the ditch a little.

I still like you very much, like clouds and smoke into a shower, gentle and violent all for you.

I still like you very much, like a monk who has been wandering for too long, with all kinds of difficulties to take refuge.

I still like you very much, like green leaves in spring and sunshine in summer, not as good as you.

I still like you very much, like a cliff rolling up a thousand piles of snow, year after year.

I still like you very much, like meteors falling to the ground in the sky, and fireworks are wanton.

I still like you very much, like the waves hugging the reef again and again, doing my best.

I still like you very much, like a fish returning to its hometown along the current, and meet it unexpectedly.

The verses are beautiful and intoxicating, so even though they are eight or nine hundred words, they are also amazing!

And Yu Yin's favorite sentence, but not here.

Yu Yin's favorite sentence is......

I still like you very much, like a babbling child, who doesn't make sense.

Although this poem is very long, very long, every sentence touches people's heartstrings and makes people feel deeply, and the verses are beautiful and full of tenderness, and every sentence can be used as a confessional word, which makes people's hearts moved.

When I was a student, if a girl received such a love letter, she would probably bump into it.

Yu Yin looked up at the sky, and the whole sky seemed to have become a beautiful face in his fantasy!

And this face is Zhang Yan.

He regretted it, how could he kill him, he obviously loved him so much!

It's because I was too busy at that time and wanted to possess other women!

For Zhang Yan, he is really tempted, so when facing Zhang Yan, his mood is complicated, so he used death to terminate this complexity!

It's a pity that such a sloppy carelessness has to pay a price!

And this price, it seemed that he could bear it at the time, but now it seems that she can't bear it!

Yu Yin sat on the roof of the building, walking and stroking the remains that Yu Yin took from him, and then gently put it down, and walked gently towards his crowd, in the middle, Cang Chiyo.

He finally made a move on Cang Chiyo.

What Shangguan Ke'er said was not wrong, he just wanted to possess Cang Qianyo, it was a matter of time.

And Shangguan Ke'er naturally saw this scene, and sneered, full of disdain.

He already knew that Yu Yin liked Cang Qianyo and would make a move on him, it was a matter of time!

After all, a girl in the last days is a resource, and now that there is no woman by his side, isn't it normal to let others replace him?

He had expected this situation for a long time.

Hehe, no matter how powerful Yu Yin is, he is just an ordinary swollen person, and he is still a man full of desire, but his strength is just a little stronger, and he has no highlights in himself!

If there is, then it is the reason why his strength has improved so quickly, because his heart was dark and lightless before the end of the world!

He's a sun-hater!

And Shangguan Keer, too!

And Shangguan Ke'er's feelings towards Cang Qianyo are complicated, this woman is also his woman after all, even if she betrayed him at the beginning, she was once his woman, and now, Cang Qianyo seems to have to accept the same experience as her!

No, it happened.

However, this is all self-inflicted.

Qinghai is broken, love is broken!

When she gave up Shangguan Ke'er, there was no emotion between them.

In other words, that kind of emotion is no longer irrational and uncontrollable!

That kind of emotion can't be suppressed by reason!

Yu Yin took Cang Qianyo to a nearby hotel, Shangguan Ke'er didn't see it, yawned to herself, and then leaned on Chu Qiao's shoulder and gently closed her eyes and took a nap.

Now his strength, even if these people sneak attack together, they can no longer hurt him at all!

His physique has really improved to level 100 as expected!

Now he just stands still and lets Yu Yin attack, and Yu Yin can hardly hurt him in the slightest!

This is the horror of the hundred-level current Shangguan Ke'er!