She lay with her head tilted in his arms, already hearing his tired snoring, and he fell asleep. He fell asleep after exertion, exertion, and excitement.

At this time, she could rest assured and look at him unscrupulously, he was thin, his eyes were deeply sunken, his beard was very long, and it could be seen that he was recovering from a serious illness, or rather, a serious illness had not yet healed.

He went through a lot of painful moments?

How could he come back without a sound?

He didn't know anyone, thousands of miles away, just for this moment of lingering to death?

Her hand reached out and held his big hand tightly, ten fingers stretched out, clasped tightly, and at that moment, she smiled sadly—unexpectedly, unexpectedly! It's like they love each other sincerely.

She also felt extremely tired, and as soon as it was dark, she fell asleep darkly.

At dusk, there was a setting sun, which shone the windows in remnants. The window is closed, the curtain is opened, the golden sunset falls in, shining on the quaint vase, a few oblique plums, the fragrance is faint, if there is nothing.

Tuoba Hong opened his eyes first, his arms were hot, and when he touched it, he was a delicate and soft woman. Countless times, this was the case with his dreams on the battlefield.

At this point, it finally became true.

Those who have not had pleasure can never imagine the joy of ascending to the clouds one after another, as if it were infinite, expanding, thumping, emanating, shattering, like some kind of monster that reproduces automatically, as soon as it encounters the wind, as soon as it sees the light, it cracks, and at a square speed, magnifies, magnifies, magnifies, magnifies, magnifies, magnified......

At this moment, he is still comfortable and sweet, his legs are soft, his body and mind are happy, and he is full of comfort, which is more satisfying and joyful than a great victory.

And all this is brought to him by the woman in her arms - the madness that I have never experienced in this life.

He lowered his head and looked at her closely. She was still curled up in his arms, more docile and lovely than a kitten, like a soft ball of plasticine, to be rounded and pinched flat.

Her eyes were still closed, her breath was sweet, and she was sleeping soundly. It's just that when her long eyelashes flutter occasionally, she can see blue eye sockets and some obvious bags under her eyes...... A woman who has lost her makeup, who has lost her fat powder...... The first time he saw clearly, it was like seeing a flower in full bloom, a red rose, and the petals began to wither around it, but the middle was still transparent, clean, crystal and full of passionate and unrestrained temptation.

There are thousands of flowers in the world, but there is only one kind of rose, which has a scent. Other fragrant flowers, such as gardenia, plum and yellow guerlain, etc...... It's either white or yellow......

People love red roses, and for good reason.

Otherwise, try to give an example, in addition to red roses, what other red flowers are fragrant?

And she is the eternal red rose in his heart.

Among the thousands of flowers in the world, red roses are fragrant; There are thousands of women in the world, and she is the only one who makes him thoroughly happy and indulgent. In the past and present life, who is the calamity of whom?

He stared at her for a long, long time, and a sad look gradually appeared in his eyes. As in the past, his hopes were completely buried, and he never came back.

Xu was aware of his gaze, and she slowly opened her eyes.

Just in time to see the inside of his eyes, black, deep, transparent, but disappeared from his former unfathomable, presenting everything to her: tired, lonely, frightened, restless, worried, earnest, calm, compromised...... She was shocked in her heart, after so long, she finally found a suitable word: calm things and calm people.

Yes, it's just to calm things down. She is ready for the storm of any fate thousands of times; She had prepared the battle horn thousands of times, but in the end, it was just a ball of cotton—a fist full of true qi pounding into a thick pile of cotton wool. There is no news of the mud cow entering the sea.

She had thought that he would kill her.

She had thought that she might kill him too.

She once fixed the relationship between the two on the status of extremely cruel deceitful - who knows, but it is not.

She suddenly felt her heart broken, and the strength she had been accumulating for a long time collapsed in an instant.

After preparing for such a long showdown, all or nothing—how can we speak?

Even being a negative person requires courage.

"Miao Lian, do you think I'm old?"

He spoke first, his eyes full of smiles, but faintly sad.

She stared at his thin face, haggard and bleak, and even felt a chill. Warm winter or winter – no matter how warm it is, it's not summer.

She shrunk slightly, cold and snuggled against his chest, as if grabbing the last bit of warmth.

"Miao Lian, you're also emaciated."

He said she was emaciated, not old—what a cruel thing to say to a woman that she was old. However, Feng Miaolian knew that she was indeed old, and like him, she had gone through the best and most prosperous days. Ancient people had a short lifespan, and they could already be regarded as middle-aged people at their age; Instead of modern times, it was not until the age of forty that he received the "Top Ten Outstanding Youth Award".

At that time, the average life expectancy of humans was only in their thirties.

He was in his early thirties; And she, too, is soon.

How cruel the time is.

She looked at him in a daze, as if aging was a momentary thing, and she accompanied him, together, to the grave of death and new life.

Forty winters will besiege your forehead,

Dig shallow grooves and deep furrows in your beautiful fields.

At that time, you were now the enviable dress of youth

It will inevitably fall in price, cold and ugly.

If someone asks, where is the beauty of your time,

Or where is there a legacy that can trace the romances of your past,

All you can say is, "They're all in my eyes." ”

This answer is an empty praise that disgraces the answerer.

……

They weren't Romeo and Juliet. Oh, I'm so sorry. In the two-hour plot, Xiao Luo and Xiao Zhu met and agreed to elope, and committed suicide after attempting elopement...... The world of love is turned upside down, and everyone is amazed......

Then, they all died, and they were passed down through the ages.

For thousands of years, people have wept at their earth-shattering, pure and lovely, unstained with dust. But no one asked: In such a short time, how can you have the courage to be martyred? Parents, siblings, friends, and elders at home are concerned...... There is nothing but love in their lives, and nothing else. How good, just like Qiong Yao drama, men and women don't do anything except fall in love. As for the expenses, the money, it was self-sufficient, and King Solomon took a cornucopia and knocked it, and dressed it up with fine clothes, delicacies, and expensive jewels, and flowers...... The whole nine yards.

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