In the middle of the night, a woman stood leaning against the window. The pale pink dress with a plain white gauze dress was a very elegant outfit, the jet-black hair was tied up with a lilac ribbon, and a few strands of hair fell mischievously on the shoulders, lining the broken skin even whiter. The face is not powdered, but it is fresh and moving. The eyes are like water, but with the coldness of talking, it seems that he can see through everything?

The breeze blew, the woman's brows furrowed slightly, and a wisp of sorrow was frowned, but the scenery outside the window was still familiar, and the layers of needles of cedar trees were fluttering in the wind. The breeze blows through the clouds and mist, and the bright moon is in the sky, like a cold and fragrant plum blossom. The moon is always a lot of thoughts, and tonight you know what the girl standing by the window is thinking.

At that time, she was not involved in this power dispute, and at that time she was very easy to guess, and all she worried about was complicated studies, and all she worried about was pure friendship.

and ignorant and ambiguous love. Can ...... now She's just a puppet with a predetermined course in life. You won't even have the right to say no.

At this time, it was still the same sky, but I came here alone, but those times are still fresh in my memory. I still remember that at that time, it was also such a moon and such a night, and the scene was so familiar that it could be depicted with even the eyes closed. It was as if you could still smell the familiar scent of herbs between breaths.

The two leaned on each other like this, wanting to say something, but they didn't dare to speak. Just snuggled quietly and counted the stars in the sky. Even in the darkness of the night, you can still see the blushing cheeks of the boy and girl.

Thinking of the indifferent expression of leaning on the window and looking at the moon at this moment, like a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world, the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile. It's really a beautiful woman smiling and falling into the city.

"In the flower season of seventeen or eighteen, which girl doesn't think about spring. A voice was out of place, and the girl remembered in the spiritual consciousness, and the woman shook her head helplessly and sat cross-legged, and entered the spiritual consciousness. It is a peach forest, the flowers in it are actually petals paving the peach forest like the sea, from time to time the wind rises all over the sky peach blossoms, like the flying butterflies and like the flying snow, which is pleasing to the eye.

"Peach blossom note, mandarin duck strings, falling rain and lovesickness. "Looking for prestige turned out to be an old man, although he was gray-haired, his skin was as smooth as a baby, and he was really a crane-haired child. The old man sat cross-legged with a chessboard carved into a boulder in front of him.

"What do you mean?" "I'm just reminding you that this martial arts competition, he will come, and he will definitely come." Can you think of a countermeasure?" "Roughly" the old man couldn't help but laugh dumbly when he heard the words, "I don't know what to do, I don't know where to live, I don't know what to solve, I don't know what to do, I don't know what to do. It's good to do it for yourself".

I don't know what love is, so I have a lifelong dream, that is, there will be someone who will hold my hand and accompany me to the end of my life, so that I can understand what true love is. And that man has to be him."

The wind blew, the petals flew all over the sky, and when they fell to the ground, only an old man was left looking at the chessboard by himself, and he had not fallen for a long time.

Although the dream is gone, the secret voice of the heart, the thoughts are like smoke, slowly floating. The wind rises like a wave, covering the heartache. The cold branches and leaves have been renewed, the cool breeze and cold snow have passed the spring equinox early. The spring rain is misty, Ruize the world, the bead curtain is lightly rolled, and the red dust is deeply seen.

Han Mei didn't know, Hong Lei didn't know, and the old man didn't know, but they all knew that they could gamble everything, even their lives, for what they loved.

And I think that love is an extremely irrational emotion, which always makes people do something stupid and enjoy it. The love is deeply hurtful and touching.