She went back to bed depressed, covered her head and went to sleep, and tomorrow she would change rooms.

The time passed minute by minute, until the hour sounded, Rong Huan was still staring at two slippery eyes, very sober.

I scured my grass, she kicked off the quilt irritably and sat up, rubbing her hair like a chicken coop, and her head was full of waste from the original kidneys.

What time should the two of them be on the first shot now? Did you use the original stalks? Did Xie Ling create an atmosphere for his little girlfriend to snowflake again?

It's all too late, it should still be tossing, right?

Are the two flirting? Are you nong, am I nong?

Ahhh

Then every time I just raised my right hand, my left hand pressed back rationally, calm, calm, this has nothing to do with you, it doesn't matter, sleep, obedient, if you can't sleep, just recite the meditation trick silently, if it doesn't work once, twice......

In the end, reason prevailed, and she lay back decadently, looking at the indigo tent and stunned, I don't know how long she stared, and she finally fell asleep.

The winter night was extremely cold, the cold wind roared wantonly, and the chilling cold spread in through the cracks in the windows......

Rong Huan obviously has a fire attribute physique, so she shouldn't be afraid of the cold, but I don't know why, she feels cold in her sleep, really cold, she curls up in a ball of cold, and her eyebrows are deeply wrinkled......

Vaguely, she seemed to feel a heat in the center of her eyebrows, as if warm fingertips brushed away, brushing away the surging cold......

She subconsciously reached out and grabbed the warm fingertips, her eyes didn't open, she rubbed it on her cheek greedily, this palm was thick and warm, and it seemed familiar.

She rubbed her broad palm a few times.

The palm stiffened slightly, and then let her pull it......

She seemed to be dreaming.

I dreamed that I seemed to have fallen into a warm embrace, this embrace was warm and reassuring, and the fragrance in this bosom was so familiar, familiar and nostalgic.

This embrace, so much like that man.

The incense burner in the room came out of the smoke at some point, wisps by wisp, sweet and greasy, but it smelled tight, and it smelled a little sunk......

She finally opened her eyes dimly, looking at the somewhat vague outline in front of her, as well as the long-lost white clothes, and smiled stupidly, it was really a dream.

Only in the dream, he is still in white as always, only in the dream, he will still hold her so carefully......

Only in the dream, he is still his own.

She laughed a few times, reached out and touched his eyebrows, and unconsciously murmured, "Have you changed......?"

There is no light in your eyes.

The man didn't speak for a long time, he still looked at her persistently, and his ink-stained eyes did not have the dazzling brilliance that was addictive in the past, only the dark and bottomless abyss and the emotions that people couldn't see.

In a trance, Rong Huan remembered how beautiful these eyes were, with spring snow on the floor and pear blossoms reflecting the moon, which seemed to be full of thousands of twinkling stars......

Such a beautiful pair of eyes, when looking at her, how turbulent and enthusiastic they were.

But now, she can't see it anymore.

It was her, it was she who extinguished the light in those eyes with her own hands......

She suddenly lowered her head, her eyes were moist, and warm tears wet the man's clothes, smearing traces on the man's usual white clothes, "I'm sorry......

She buried herself in his arms, wrapped her neck tightly, and murmured, "I'm sorry ......."

It's not my will to hurt you, forgive me, don't hate me, don't hate me......

I don't want you to hate me......

Maybe it was because she was in a dream, maybe because she had been suppressed for too long, or maybe because she completely realized that Xie Ling had left today, and since then, she was just a stranger, her heart finally lowered her defense line and cried wantonly......

In a haze, she seemed to hear the man's helpless sigh, hugged her gently, patted her on the back gently, as if comforting a child, and said dotingly, "I don't hate you......"

"I've Never Hated You......"

"As long as you still have a place for me in your heart, I will never, never hate you......"

I will only love you, and I can't stop loving you, even if, without my place, it will be true......

Won't you hate her as long as you have a hint of position?

Hehe, Rong Huan smiled sadly, this is only in a dream, in a dream he would say this.

She sniffed, her voice hoarse, "You're a liar......"

In reality, he obviously hated it tightly, met a few times, never looked at her directly, only Fu Kexin was full of eyes, and he didn't realize at all that in her heart, he had left a trace of place for him, and obviously all the places were occupied by him.

Ruyu's fingertips ran through her misty black hair, winding around her hair for a moment, and then gently brushing the hair behind her back......

"I never lie to you......"

I just want to see if you still have me in your heart......

I'm afraid that I'm being sentimental again, I'm afraid that I will rush close and then lead you away, I'm afraid that ...... You've forgotten me......

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry......" He hugged her tightly in his arms, grinding his ears and temples, and whispered in a voice with infinite apologies, and his voice fell on her heart.

Rong Huan shook his head, his eyes were sore, he stretched out his hand, gently brushed away the tears on her cheeks, lowered his head, and the fine warmth fell on her neck, and the familiar and long-lost title sounded in his ears, "My lord, I miss you so much......"

"Really, really, I miss you so much......" this Hou Zhang

All the time, I don't think about you......

The voice was as gentle as ever, and under the gentleness, there was a deep longing buried.

Rong Huan's heart tightened, and her moist eyes surged with tears again, gushing out, since he left, when she heard others call her an adult, her voice would ring in her head, when he called an adult, he was so affectionate, so careful, so restrained......

No one could call her like that.

She misses it so much......

Her tears were too turbulent, and she couldn't stop surging them, and he wiped them carefully for her over and over again in the dream, and finally stopped and sighed helplessly, "Are you made of water?" ”

You can cry like this.........

But the next second after sighing, without waiting for the person in his arms to react, he kissed it and patiently kissed away all her tears......

In the end, it robbed her of her breath, leaving her no time to be sad......

Between the entanglements, he repeatedly murmured to adults, one sound, one sound, lovesick to the bone, every word, as if tossing and turning thousands of times at the tip of his heart, before he was willing to speak......

So cherished, so solemn, so sinking......

At the end, his breath was uneven, and she gasped slightly, clinging to his neck, staring blankly at him, blinking her misty eyes, as if she couldn't believe it......

He laughed, a little wicked and teasing, "Why are you looking at me like this?" ”

Rong Huan was a little confused, "Is this a dream?" Interrogative sentence.

Why, does it always feel a little real? Controlling the big and making the owl

Xie Ling held her waist with one hand, and waved lightly with the other, in the elegant furnace, the white smoke was even thicker, and he raised his eyebrows and said, "What do you think, adult?" ”

Rong Huan's brain was a little dizzy, it seemed, she couldn't think too much, she frowned, stretched out her hand as if she wanted to use spiritual power, and in the next second, Xie Ling grabbed her hand, broke up her pinching gesture, and pressed it down, trapping the person between the crooks of her arms, looking directly at her, and whispering, "This is a dream, an adult's dream, in a dream, adults don't need to suppress ......"

"You can do whatever you want, it's your dream......"

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