That's why Miss is so fond of rain!

Because after the rain, everything is different!

The years are quiet, and the heart is at peace. The flowers bloom silently, silently and warmly. Through time, twisted and circulated, in the deepest red dust, encountered, separated by distance, let all the tenderness, miss the free swaying. Quiet, smiling, in the sun, as clean as before.

But the main thing now is to stop these two bosses from making trouble! Feige stared at the two people in front of him speechlessly, and he found that he really thought of them too complicated.

Yi Mo looked angry, grabbed the dagger in his hand aggressively, and sneered: "How dare you slander my young lady, I will make you look good!"

Not to be outdone, the shadow put on a paralyzed face, and replied disdainfully: "It's not clear who makes who looks good!" Dare to say this behind my back, my master, ready to wait for the apology! ”

The little brothers on both sides looked at each other, and their eyes burst out with raging fire, and they were incomparably excited! The excitement made them think they could go without sleep for three days!

"Hmph, come on!"

"Afraid of you!"

The little brothers stared at this scene without blinking, and the schadenfreude in their eyes was simply not too obvious!

But......

What did they see? Countless people complained in their hearts, don't you want to be so cheating!

I saw the two leaders in a serious ...... Guess the box?

This result has made countless people fall eyelids! What about the good and the endless? Said that it was very majestic? Fuck, who can tell them what the hell is going on in front of them!

"You've lost! Apologize! ”

Yimo triumphantly raised the five fingers in his hand, glanced at the stunned shadow, and said with a smile: "Don't think that only you can guess boxing!" When my young lady plays, you probably are still crying next to your master! ”

The shadow silently glanced at the two in his hand, sad! It's all to blame for his master being too pure, and he hasn't even been to the casino, otherwise how could he lose to that witch's maidservant!

Right! All this is his master! It must not be that he can't guess Leng Yimo at all!

"I won! It's time for you to make good on your promise! ”

The younger brothers of the Ran Wangfu: Damn! What the! The boss of their family actually lost! And it loses very quickly! They haven't seen the shadow yet!

“……”

Wrong! The people of the royal mansion reacted instantly! Did their boss lose?

Their boss actually lost!!

Dark One: The boss won't kill people?

Hidden one: Our boss is awesome!

Dark 2: Their leader actually lost to a woman! It's a shame!

Hidden two: Their young master is really a heroine among women, and he actually turned the maidservants around him into casino masters!

Dark three: He doesn't know this dumb boss, it's too embarrassing!

Hidden three: As a man, it's really embarrassing to lose in guessing boxing! Are you a man or not?

Because of the loss, the shadow's face is very bad, and the tone is naturally not very good!

"Ran Wangfu, withdraw!"

As soon as the secret word Wei heard his boss's words, he looked at each other, and then immediately used his light skills to run! At that speed, I saw that the shadow was speechless for a while.

Runaway children: Boss is terrible! Forgive them for not daring to stay long!

Seeing that all the people in the Ran Wangfu were gone, Yimo said lightly to the hidden guard of the first village in the world: "You are all guarding outside the eldest princess's mansion, and report any changes in time."

"Yes!"

The hidden guard changed the hippie smile just now, and disappeared into the dark night with a serious face.

After no one was present, Feige looked at Yimo indifferently and said, "Is the master okay?"

Yimo shook her head: "The situation is not very optimistic!" Be critically ill! ”

Feige's face was paralysed with a rare seriousness, and he frowned worriedly and asked, "How serious?"

He understands Yimo, she said this, the master's situation is really not good! Every time the master is sick, there is always a danger, but this time......

"I don't know how serious Miss's situation really is! All I know is that this is the sickest time Miss! In the past, the young lady would not fall into a coma, but this time she has been in a coma for a long time and has not woken up......"

Yimo said weakly with red eyes! She was really scared this time! I'm afraid that her young lady will never wake up!

"We can only try our best to hide the news that Miss is critically ill now, otherwise we will alarm others sooner or later!"

Feige: "Yes! If the news spreads, the consequences are unimaginable! ”

In the room.

Bing Ling'er was sweating coldly on her forehead, and her eyes were closed, as if she had a nightmare.

Faint memories, frightened at the string in my heart. The beautiful melody gradually chanted in the ears, dancing around the heartstrings, but I didn't know that the dim eyes became confused.

Bing Ling'er closed her eyes slightly, quietly leaning on the side of the bed to recuperate, her face pale without a trace of blood. Sometimes she frowned slightly, sometimes she vomited heavily, and the torture of illness made her lose her former vitality.

Sick and in pain. She wants to be strong, she wants to be happy, but she really can't resist the pain that is harder to get rid of than death, if it weren't for the fear of bringing pain to her family, she would rather die happily than be uncomfortable.

It's painful, it's sad, and how can you come together, no one cares, no one cares, it's used to it, hug yourself and say sorry to yourself, don't take care of yourself, make yourself sick, uncomfortable.

She dreamed of herself at home, at home she never seemed to have the current sense of powerlessness, home is the warmest place.

Standing in front of the cool door, holding a cup of tea, gently shaking the fragrance wafting from the cup. The heart is very small, it can only turn around in the teacup, and it can't always turn the circle of memory.

In her memory, it seemed that there was only peace and beauty in her home, and there was never killing or conspiracing.

At that time, she either got up early in the morning to watch the sunset, or directly lay on the roof to watch the stars at night! A day of life is simple and peaceful!

Her home is beautiful, very beautiful! It's so beautiful that she is reluctant to leave!

At some point, a dark shadow appeared next to her bed

, a smooth and fair face, a cold handsome with distinct corners; dark and deep eyes, glowing with a charming color; The thick eyebrows, the tall nose, and the beautiful lip shape all show nobility and elegance.

Black and shiny vertical hair, oblique and heroic sword eyebrows, slender and sharp black eyes, thin and lightly pursed lips, angular outlines, like an eagle in the night, cold and arrogant but full of grandeur, alone and independent exuding the strength of the world.

Strangely, he who had been standing in front of her bed, refused to lift the bed tent.

The figure couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly, what the hell are you doing!

I can feel your heartache, you have helplessness that you can't say, but you act like you don't care, and the more you do this, the more uncomfortable I become.

Thoughts grow like vines and begin to grow wildly. Then it flooded and wrapped tightly around his heart, suffocating.

He unconsciously looked at the person lying on the bed and muttered, "You know what? You really look like him! There have been several times when I couldn't bear to move you......"

Sometimes I want to get drunk well, and I care about him for three hundred and sixty days a year, and he is old in spring; Sometimes I want to go crazy, and I don't care if he knocks on the window in the cold rain; Sometimes I want to live my life well, regardless of his strange eyes and ridicule.

It's just a pity that why didn't we meet it earlier? If you miss it, you should pass by, there is no intersection of beauty, just the illusion of the empty heart, and forgetting is the best nostalgia for each other.

Flowers bloom and fall, but a distance, joys and sorrows, but also the quicksand in time, hold it, cherish; and those that are scattered, they will no longer be troubled.

The biggest regret in life is to make a mistake in insisting on what you shouldn't be holding on, and easily giving up on something you shouldn't have given up.

I won't hesitate any longer! The next time you do it, it's your time of death!

Those dusty pasts were displayed in front of him little by little, but he found that nothing had changed, and the years were still fine!

Watching the flowers bloom, waiting for the flowers to fall, knowing the warmth and coldness, clean as the beginning. There are some things that you don't realize until you come to your senses that it's a mistake. There are some things that you don't know how heavy you are until you actually let go.

The black shadow squinted and disappeared in place in an instant.

The years are quiet, and the heart is at peace. The flowers bloom silently, silently and warmly. Through time, twisted and circulated, in the deepest red dust, encountered, separated by distance, let all the tenderness, miss the free swaying. Quiet, smiling, in the sun, as clean as before.

The night sky is like the navy blue curtain, with stars dotted like pearls, and the moonlight pouring down like flowers, just like the silver-white tassels passing through, reflecting on the dark green pool water.

The moonlight shrouded the land like layers of mist, and the dense forest cast deep into the ground, leaving a deep shadow.

Perhaps a person has to walk a long way, and it will become mature after experiencing countless sudden prosperity and desolation in life.

Life is cruel, use sadness to let you understand what happiness is, use noise to teach you how to appreciate silence, and use detours to remind you that there is a smooth road ahead.

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.

There is a sentence in the book that he particularly likes: one step at a time, one thought of a lifetime of love. The deep affection between you and me has long been interpreted into a beautiful line of poetry, close your eyes and always think about the beauty and amazement you saw at first, how many visitors are passing by the net, how many people look back? Look at the flowers blooming and falling in front of the court, and let the clouds roll up. You are at peace with me, don't fall in love with the past, don't ask where tomorrow will be? With you in this life, I will never miss the beauty of falling flowers and flowing water, I will cherish the love of mountains and flowing water, if you do not give up.

It's a pity that he didn't have that luck and happiness in the end! Because, he is not worthy!

Ling, I go through all the sadness, and the saddest thing is that you are not at the end. I go through all the despair, and the most desperate thing is that you are still at the beginning.

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.