The meal was over, and that night he asked me to take me to a place called Xijiangyue, Xijiangyue, I remember which one of the words in the ancient poem seemed to be the name, but I can't remember, it seems that the name of the word brand will remain in the dream forever......

Xijiangyue, with my brain, I can't conceive what kind of world it is, I know that when I go there, I know that it is a lake, there is a faint full moon on the lake, the full moon is just hanging there quietly, as if it is moving, in fact, it is motionless, like an illusion has been hanging there, the surrounding is quiet and quiet, the reed pond gently floats by, and a gust of breeze brings an inexplicable fragrance and freshness.

But it's fake, and everything around here still seems a little weird, but if you get used to it, you seem to be able to perceive the romance in it.

I'm too lazy to remember anything about dreams now, after all, some topics are too dangerous, and if I think about it carefully, I'm going crazy, and if it causes unimaginable consequences, then what's the problem?

So he always controls his own ** invisibly, controls his thinking, and tells himself over and over again, looking at the future ahead, and what the past is like.

I don't think about it, after all, what is in the past—what can be passed, even if it can be forgiven.

If I really wait for the day when I can control my mind, I will recall the bits and pieces of the past, and when the time comes, right and wrong, good and evil, should be a little more in the dark, and my meaning will not be too different from the will of heaven.

I went to Xijiangyue with him, and when I walked to the river, I finally remembered that this Xijiangyue was actually a certain bold lyricist of the previous dynasty, and you wrote a work with this word as the name of the word.

"It's a beautiful view," I said, opening my eyes wide as I looked at the moon that appeared in the sky, and the moon shimmered in his deep eyes.

The lake breeze blows gently, you don't feel cold here, you don't feel hot, and the temperature here is always the most pleasant. It may be because there is no temperature between each other, or it may be that they are really adapted.

"Have you ever thought that you would stay with me like this when you go to the underworld?"

He was a bit of a difficult question, I thought about it at the time, but I thought it was ridiculous, and I just didn't want to admit it.

"At that time, you said that you had 48 daughters-in-law, and you said that what I would think, and I would not necessarily go with anyone."

"Shut up, why are you still mentioning this?" He was like rolling his eyes, I don't know why, he silently hugged me, after all, his hands were getting stronger and stronger, I was like growing on her, rubbed into her body and struggled, and finally could only look at him.

His breath gradually leaned over, and the compelling handsome coldness made me a little breathless, and I slowly closed my eyes as I saw his face getting tighter and tighter......

There is no one else by this lake, only me and him.

The sparkling lake ripples under the moon, and the round moonlight is broken into thousands of pieces, if you quietly enjoy it here, it seems that people can be fascinated, this scenery is not beautiful, but it is enough to describe it as "elegant".

I don't know why he's a little weird today, he always thinks about it from morning to night, he will hug me, kiss me, not to say this, just that, today he has a lot of scenes, I can't push it away. Reading a book and finding the latest chapters by yourself? You're out, WeChat attention Beauty editor helps you find books! It's really a good book to flirt with girls!