"Miss, when are we going home?"

Bing Ling'er's slightly meaningful pupil recognized Yimo and quickly dodged, she lowered her head, not daring to look directly at those eyes full of holes.

Because it would make her feel that the warmest part of her heart would be reflected in those eyes that couldn't see a trace of emotion.

Bing Ling'er didn't break it, and twisted her head thoughtfully to the place where the wind was blowing: "Go home!" Maybe that day isn't far away. ”

"This time I came out, and it felt like I hadn't been back for a long time! I miss them! ”

Hearing Yimo's whisper, Bing Ling'er only smiled and didn't speak, thinking about them? You just want to escape Bai Jingmo!

"Hey...... I can escape for a while, but I can't escape for a lifetime! ”

If you still have him in your heart, if he still loves you in your heart, why should you miss it!

"Hahaha...... Escape? I just want to do it once and for all! So that he will never find me! ”

The flowers are gone, and the infinitely sad is infinitely sad. Once upon a time, we were laughing and laughing, but now our hearts were full of sadness; Once upon a time, we would also talk eloquently, but now we can only feel that helplessness and heartache; Loved, hurt, hated, but when they parted, their hearts were full of scars......

In fact, many times I don't want to think about you anymore. Because when I think about it, the memory is too clear, and it hurts so much. It's not about time. It's about you.

Some wounds will slowly heal over time; Some grievances are relieved after they have figured it out; There are some pains, and after enduring the pain for a long time, it has become a habit......

"Miss, can you help me!"

Yimo cried and pleaded, with exhaustion in her eyes: "I'm really tired, tired!" It's really tiring to be so entangled again, Miss! ”

Bing Ling'er rolled her eyes and said speechlessly, "Gotcha!" Don't pretend! When this crisis in Kyoto is over, I'll go back with you! ”

Yimo: Although some of the "......" are pretended, the last ones are definitely true!

"I'll figure out a way to get rid of them once and for all, so you don't cry here!"

Bing Ling'er swore to Yimo because she couldn't stand it anymore! You say you are! She has to rest well when she recovers from a serious illness, and she can't care about this kind of emotional problem!

She's not an emotional expert, how could she understand what it's like to love to death! Didn't know if she was a bachelor!

The sky was blue, and the sun was shining through the gaps in the dense pine needles, forming thick and thin pillars of light, illuminating the shade of the trees with a light veil of mist.

"If after this Kyoto storm passes, let's run away and never see the one in your heart again, okay?"

Yimo: "The one in my heart, I think day and night, if he stands in front of me now, I will seal my throat with a sword!" Cut a flower on him again! ”

Bing Ling'er added dissatisfiedly: "How can it be enough to just cut a flower on him, he should be abolished again!" And then give him that kind of thing that makes men drunk and dreaming of death! It's fun to think about! ”

Two people eavesdropping on the corner: "......"

Yimo: "Miss, won't you be too ruthless!"

Bing Ling'er raised her eyebrows: "Oh?"

The man in the blue robe secretly had a blazing gaze and tried to get closer to his ear.

"I think I should throw him in a brothel again and call hundreds of women to him!"

Bing Ling'er nodded in agreement and praised: "Indeed! We should be kind! Can't say that the three of them are the same, ruthless! After the drug, you really have to find a woman for them! Yimo, you're so smart! ”

Yimo stood silently in front of her and reminded, "Miss, this is what you did half a year ago."

Bingling'er: "...... Have it? She said she didn't remember!

Yimo: "Yes."

The two who secretly appeared: "......"

Shameless! It's so fucking shameless! Do you dare to be a little more ruthless! Cut off that thing and drugged it! If you take the drug, forget it, why do you have to lose the Qinglou?

I'm worried about my sister in society, and people don't talk much!

The man in the red robe patted the man in the blue robe next to him pityingly, and subconsciously covered his crotch.

The blue-robed man's face was pale, and his body was full of anger, but the red-robed man accidentally aimed at the hand that was tightly covering his crotch.

Night Dye: "...... buddy, don't you dare to cover your hands so tightly!"

Thinking of what he heard just now, Ye Ran shuddered, if he was really done by that woman, would his father run directly to the kitchen and rush to the eldest princess's mansion with a kitchen knife?

The picture was so beautiful that he didn't dare to think about it!

Just when Ye Ran wanted to get into trouble, Bai Jingmo directly dragged him with a black face and dragged him away!

Out of the eldest princess's mansion, Ye Ran still had palpitations: "I finally know why she is called the little witch!" I'm convinced of this idea! Who's raised a bear child! ”

Bai Jingmo sneered and complained unceremoniously: "Little witch? Is she still a woman? ”

Night Dye: "No."

Leisurely living.

After the two left, Bing Ling'er said solemnly: "They're gone!" Don't do it again! ”

Yimo sighed: "I'm so tired......" The passing years have taken away not only our faces, but also our past. The innocence of the past, the laughter and laughter of the past, and the inseparability of the past, have all faded away from time and we can't remember it.

"That's right! Tired ......"

Yimo was stunned for a moment, automatically ignored her young lady's words, frowned and thought deeply, she seemed to have forgotten a very important thing! Very, very important thing!

She actually realized that her young lady seemed to have not eaten for a long, long time! This is a huge problem, what should I do?

Bing Ling'er didn't care what Yimo was doing, and stretched out: "Okay!" I've just recovered from a serious illness, and now I need to rest well, I don't want to do these things anymore! ”

"Miss, do you have the strength now?"

"Like...... No! ”

Bing Ling'er blinked her most innocent eyes, she seemed to be really dizzy now, and her whole body was full of powerlessness.

The morning sun is quiet and elegant, without that noisy atmosphere, which makes people feel calm and relaxed, and they can feel that kind of artistic conception.

In the early morning, the whole world is clear and bright, and the sunlight gently sprays on everything in the world through the faint fresh mist, which is a pleasing feeling.

Bing Ling'er was picky about tasting the food on the stone table: "This soup is too greasy!" This chicken is a little burnt! There is always a strange smell to this dish! This fish is so fishy......"

She took a bite of a dish, her brows kept frowning, and Yi Mo helplessly held a dish: "Miss, there is no one now, take off the veil!" It's so hard for you to eat like this! ”

Every time Yimo picks up a dish, Bing Ling'er lifts the veil once, and she doesn't feel tired!

"I'm eating a lot now! I'm not going to eat it! It's so greasy, it's so disgusting! ”

Yimo: "......" What can she do to help her young lady get rid of her current anorexia?

"Don't think too much, I really don't want to eat it!"

I want to vomit when I smell it!

Bing Ling'er wiped her mouth clean and asked, "Yimo, do you really want to do it once and for all, and never want to see Bai Jingmo again?"

"Yes!"

"No regrets?"

Yimo sneered: "I regret seeing him again!" I trusted him so much, but he treated me so much! I almost died! ”

"Well, he's really too much on that! Why is he so ruthless, proposing that only death can leave the Duanmu family! ”

Speaking of which, Bing Ling'er really hates Bai Jingmo's self-righteousness! Did he really think that Yimo was just talking?

"It seems that there hasn't been a single death in the Duanmu family so far!"

Yimo disdainfully: "Hmph, he really thought I didn't know about the two who used the trick to trick those two to death!" Smart! ”

As soon as she mentioned the Duanmu family, she hated her former self! I hate my fragility, I hate my incompetence, and I hate my ordinariness and my life controlled by others.

In life, it is better to see through than to look down. There are many people in life, it's not that I don't understand, it's just helpless. For a lifetime, I want to be happy. Those who can't figure it out have a headache and a distressed person, it's better to ignore it indifferently. We live truly, but not everyone, everything has to be more truthful to the end. Behind the truth, there is often a heartache hidden. Live happily, like a flower that blooms naturally and falls naturally, is not sad.

Maturity is not the heart getting old, but the calmness after prosperity. Life is like a tree, growing in the wind and rain, blooming in the sun, falling flowers, and bearing fruit. The blooming season and the sorrow of the rainy season, as the annual rings gradually fade away, what precipitates in the heart is half the pursuit of beauty, and half is the acceptance of incompleteness. I used to be unaccustomed to it, and I couldn't stand it, but now I just smiled indifferently. Maturity is not to see through, but to look down.

I'm used to the unfairness of fate! I will only be in charge of my own destiny!

The farthest person in the world may be the one who is far from you. No matter how you choose, as long as it is your own choice, there is no right or wrong to regret.

To blame, only blame the original fall into too deep, knowing that love is impossible, so I have to be obsessed with the so-called fate: lovesickness is a ruthless needle, piercing her heart little by little.

When grief becomes a habit, I suddenly feel that heartache is so strange. Alone in the silent night, tears slid down his cheeks again and again, and he kept his thoughts in his heart.

"The experience wasn't entirely bad!"

"Yes! Fate is really ridiculous! 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 them, I wouldn't have met you! ”

Bing Ling'er held her forehead: "Stop, why is the previous sentence so familiar?"

Brain: "Isn't this what I wrote to my mother and Uncle Yuntian?"

Yimo: "Miss, many of your words have been used by those literati to deceive women!"

Bingling'er: "Did they pay the fraudulent fee?"

Yimo: "No."

Bing Ling'er: "Go to the Nameless Pavilion tomorrow and add a rule, if you steal Miss Ben's creativity to pick up girls, you will pay a thousand taels of fraudulent fees!"

Yimo: "......"