A woman who was still charming somewhere away yawned heavily, then wiped the sweat from her forehead, and ran desperately, and there was a terrifying roar in the forest.

"Dead girl...... Don't let me see you!! ”

Yan Lu wanted to cry without tears and walked wildly through the woods, looking nervously from time to time, looking at it for fear of being discovered.

That little witch just left, why did you take her to run with you!! I wonder if she's already an old man!

Immediately afterwards, a figure landed in front of her, Yan Lu's face stiffened, her feet braked sharply, and she quickly turned around.

"Where do you want to go?"

Although he has entered middle age, the man's voice is full of strength, his whole body is full of masculinity, and he looks handsome and extraordinary.

But it was the heroic man in front of her, which made Yan Lu have a headache, and she gritted her teeth and asked, "Yuntian, have you secretly colluded with that girl a long time ago!"

"It's not!"

The man known as Yuntian replied solemnly: "I am colluding with her openly!"

"Isn't that still collusion! Tell me, she didn't tell you my whereabouts! ”

Fair and square? The devil believes it!

"It's not!"

Yuntian said calmly: "It's Yimo who said it!"

Yan Lu: "...... "If it weren't for what the girl called Yimo, I wouldn't believe it."

The girl only said that my mother might go to "play" in a few days, but I don't know where to go. ”

Play? Yan Lu was speechless at this time, where else could she go? Dead girl, your speed and means of pit your mother are not ordinarily high!

Yuntian silently added: "That girl said that if she marries you off, no one will force her to marry again!" You can't live if you do your own evil! ”

As he spoke, he looked at her with great pity and said, "So you better go back with me!"

Yan Lu didn't show the anger that Yun Tian imagined, but looked at him with a smile: "Don't ......"

The outrageous smile made Yun Tian feel a sense of foreboding, and suddenly, he only felt that his eyes were black......

"Humph! With such a little ability, you still want to force the old lady to get married? There are no doors! ”

After snorting coldly, he no longer looked at the man who was stunned on the ground, and quickly ran!

Yan Lu's eyes narrowed, the corners of her mouth hooked up a weird smile, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Dead girl, you wait for me!"

You must know that more than ten years ago, Yan Lu was an existence that was not afraid of heaven and earth! What is Yan Lu most afraid of now? The most feared thing is that in addition to the omnipotent little witch in her family, it is Yuntian who began to stalk her a long time ago!

What a cloudy sky! is as stubborn as a cow, refusing to say anything and giving up, the dead girl was already three years old when they met! Anyone with a discerning eye can see that she already has a husband! But he said he wouldn't give up!

Then, no matter where she was, Yun Tian always chased after her, making her scalp tingle and headache when she saw him! But that dead girl in my own house just likes him, and said, it may not be necessary for him to be my daddy!

That was the beginning of her tragedy in the next ten years, hey, it's all tears! There is such a demon king in her own family, can she stuff her back and rebuild her?

Just as she was running and thinking, the man who was already lying on the ground quietly opened his eyes, and his originally unsmiling expression became very weird.

Yun Tian squinted his eyes and evoked a fox-like smile, that girl was right, that woman would definitely use *, but her way of drugging was full of loopholes, and she couldn't compare with that witch at all!

He sometimes really wonders if that omnipotent little witch was really handed over by her! How a day, a earth!

Leisurely living.

Yimo doesn't know how to describe her own lady anymore! Pit Niang has done this kind of thing, I'm really drunk!

She raised her forehead and asked, "If you say so, Miss, won't Madam still be caught by Yuntian in the end?"

Someone who doesn't feel the slightest sense of guilt: "That's right!"

"You're not afraid that your wife will really be forced to marry."

"Don't be afraid! Uncle Yuntian will not really marry her without the consent of his mother! ”

Bing Ling'er smiled indifferently: "Besides, my Bing Ling'er's mother, he dares to force him?"

Although it was a simple sentence, Yimo heard the arrogant confidence in it!

No way, who told people to have that capital! There is no need for anything else, her Bingling'er name is capital!

Because—just because she's Bingling'er! Anything goes!

"Hahaha...... Whoever calls her mother is always forced to get married, and this time it's her turn! Hahahaha......"

What does it mean to be handsome, but three seconds, this is!

Yimo doesn't know how many times I've been speechless for my childlike young lady!

"Miss, when Mrs. forced her to marry, it seems that Yan Lao forced her."

"Yes."

"When the old man forced her, she actually used me as a punching bag! How can this be! Now you will be punished! Hahaha......"

Looking at her young lady's smug smile, Yimo wanted to say that it seemed that you instigated Yan Lao to force her to get married.

Never mind! Madame and the owner of Yuntian Mansion seem to be quite compatible!

If Bing Ling'er knew what she was thinking again, she would definitely sneer and say, Uncle Yuntian has not married for ten years for his unreliable mother, this relationship is not broken!

You know, a crush is very painful! Otherwise, she wouldn't have said: It turns out that when you are alone, wandering alone is so desolate. I once thought that love, even if it was parting, would just follow fate. But when he really left, the pain in his heart could not be suppressed.

If it weren't for the deep love, how could you say such sad words!

The relationship between the two of them has started since a very early age!

Have you ever remembered, the rocks pierced the air, the waves crashed on the shore, the waves were like snow, you were like a strong man full of pride, with a long sharp sword, holding a copper plate and iron arpeggio, standing in the wind, singing generously, arousing the feelings of many heroes.

That month, gentle as water, deep as poetry. You smiled and wrote a palindrome poem for me, which touched my heart, the red sleeves added fragrance, the wind and the moon were beautiful, and they talked about it, and they met late when they met late. Since then, Yi is on the other side, and the flowers are pleasant. Jun is on this shore, and the piano sings.

She thought, if not, Uncle Yuntian should be like that aimless raindrop! The curtain of rain lifted and fell in the dark night, and the ticking sound of the rain hitting the plantain chanted softly in the strings of the urgent orchestra, as if chanting a song that is forever vivid and immortal for thousands of years, it is so intoxicating, sad and desperate!

"He's like a hyacinth, hyacinth, flower language: steadfastness and gaze."

Yimo was puzzled: "Hyacinth?"

"People who are blessed by this flower, once they like someone, even if the people around them dissuade them, they will definitely move forward bravely and desperately."

Bing Ling'er smiled: "Isn't Uncle Yuntian's stubborn temper just like Hyacinth?"

Yimo compared it and complained: "It's true!"

"Miss, you have always liked to describe love with flowers! So what kind of flower do I belong to? ”

Bing Ling'er said with a little meaning: "You? I'll tell you when the time comes. ”

"What about you? Which one do you belong to? ”

Bing Ling'er took the teacup in her hand, she?

The beautiful eyes are slightly closed. Suddenly, the butterfly-like eyelashes swayed gently, like a butterfly flapping its wings, slowly blooming with brilliance. There seemed to be a thousand flashes of brilliance in the smoky eyes, but in the next moment, it was a palpitating confusion and emptiness.

She didn't know either.

She has always warned herself again and again not to separate because of gains and losses; Only inner peace accompanies you on the journey of your life; Only the equality of the heart nourishes your continuum of bodhi; The joy of chasing will quietly blossom and bear fruit; Abandoning impetuousness can loosen the pressure of the soul; Keep the tranquility and don't lose yourself in vain.

Just because of the last sentence, her heart has never moved!

She said helplessly to Yimo: "I seem to have told you many times, when you are tired, rest your heart on the shore." Don't forget what you once had, cherish what you have already gained more, don't give up what belongs to you, and keep what you have lost as memories. ”

"Don't regret your choice, only when you are bitter can you know how to be satisfied, when you are hurt, you can enjoy life, and when you are hurt, you will know how to be strong. There is always a windy morning, there is always a brilliant dusk, and there is always a night of shooting stars. No matter yesterday, today, or tomorrow, it is a good day to be able to suddenly open up. ”

Because the more you suffer, the more you love him.

Don't you get it yet? Yimo? Freedom and freedom is a state of life. Free and easy is not idleness, not enterprising, not seeing through the red dust, disheartened, not to mention lustful, drunk and gold. Free and easy is a kind of open-mindedness with insight into the world, a detachment from fame and fortune, and a demeanor that does something and does nothing.

If you really don't love him, it should be breezy and light!

Just like a person who is afraid of the dark, when facing the darkness, what he is afraid of is not the darkness itself, but the kind of "result" that he imagines and hides behind the darkness.

"I advise you for the last time today, if you miss it, just pass by, there is no intersection of beauty, just a phantom of the empty heart, forgetting is the best nostalgia for each other. Along the way, the starlight we encountered by chance made us regret and warmth. Some words need to be spoken, and if you hold them in your heart, you will eventually hurt your body. Some love, which needs to be confessed and deliberately hidden, will eventually hurt people! ”

Bing Ling'er asked, "Do you understand what I mean?"

Life is like chess, and your opponent is fate. Life is like chess, it doesn't need you to start the game, because it has already set up an endgame waiting for you. There is hope and disappointment. Life is like chess, and sometimes "one wrong step will lose the whole game", so every step must be carefully considered.

"In our life, we are destined to have many chance encounters, and we meet one thing and someone, which makes our lives have many twists and turns. No matter what, there are always a few things that make you forget, and there is always such a person that makes you sigh. ”

"If you really like him, it's like a hyacinth! Don't give up! ”