Chapter 6 Affection is like the moon, if it does not increase, it will decrease.
There is a kind of distance, when you go farther away, you can never get together again; there is a kind of love, which is not on your lips every day, but buried in the deepest part of your heart, and no one knows about it; there is a kind of attachment, which is innate, and it will not change even if the earth is destroyed; there is a kind of character, which you know is love but will not express it, and you have to impose on each other; there is a kind of feeling, which is not unforgettable, but it is only loved once in a lifetime and will never change.
Lying cows and fighting horses, who loves chic. Lighting the stove to cook tea, who reads it quietly and elegantly. The wind swept the flowers, who gave them the sass. Broken string lute, who plays it hoarsely. Blood-dotted cinnabar, who loves like a flower. Liuyu Luotuo, who gave the answer. The beauty of the jade is empty, who is flawless to protect. Qing married him, who was wrong at the moment. The prosperity of the world is who owes the world. It is like sending you the bright moon with the breeze, who will guard the end of the world after many years.
The smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River, Mo is dressed in white, but it is a deep love. Looking back, the prosperity is gone, but it is just a fireworks. The floating life is slightly cool, and the white bones are in pairs, but it is just a three-life death. The smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River, Mo is dressed in white, but it is a deep love.
Having someone who understands you is the greatest happiness. This person doesn't have to be perfect, but he can read you, go into the depths of your heart, and understand everything in your heart. The person who knows you best will always be by your side, silently guarding you, and not letting you suffer a little grievance. People who truly love you will not say many words that love you, but they will do many things that love you.
Feelings are like knitting sweaters, when establishing a stitch and a thread, a lot of hard work, when dismantling, only one party needs to pull lightly, and the person you loved most before has become the most familiar stranger. The thread of this sweater is in the hands of two people, happiness or pain, often in a thought.
The highest state of affection is not one party giving endlessly for the other in exchange for return, but you have enriched my life, and I have enriched yours. Before we met, we were two people, and after we met, we became not one, but one and a half. I'll keep half of it to myself, so that I can love you more clearly.
It's been so many years, and there's nowhere to put the past. Over the years, what I thought I could forget became more and more profound. Over the years, what I thought I could remember became weaker and weaker. I thought that I was no longer young, but I was not old yet. Remembering the innocence and ignorance of the past. Thinking of the laughter and tears of the past, moved and helpless. The years of circulation, the pale light and shadow, the youth where we have nowhere to place.
Shangguan Shiyu "The real relationship should be two people, understand each other, respect each other, do not entangle, do not tie, do not possess, and then accompany each other and go through a long journey." If I meet you, I will hold you tightly. Did anyone get that?"
Ye Yunfeng: "Please don't call me that person, I have a name." Reacquaint yourself with Yunfeng in the next night. After speaking, Ye Yunfeng bowed respectfully towards Shangguan Shiyu.
Ye Yunfeng: "Actually, we may love the wrong person, or we may cry for something unworthy, but one thing is certain, that is, mistakes can help us find the right person, and that can also make us do better next time." Who is infallible? We've all had painful experiences just to find our final destination. I don't deserve your love. ”
Shangguan Shiyu "I really love you very much, I can't extricate myself from love, I closed my eyes, thinking I could forget, but the tears I shed did not deceive myself ......"
Before Shangguan finished speaking, Ye Yunfeng picked up a sentence: "Don't wait for people who shouldn't wait, don't hurt your heart that shouldn't be broken." When you fall in love with someone, you will always be a little scared, afraid of getting him, afraid of losing him. People who don't have to wait are happy. It really takes a long, long time for us to understand what kind of person and what kind of thing we really miss. When you love, let him be free, and when you don't love, let love be free. Got it?"
Ye Yunfeng: "Well, I see. I'm powerless now, and I'm not qualified to love others, and you're qualified to participate. I want you to help me and make me stronger. Only when you become stronger can you have the qualifications to love others. ”
The sound of the key opening the door in the distance was faintly heard in the air. In the light, a figure loomed over the stone pier of the gate.
Shangguan Shiyu Xiaosheng whispered earnestly, "That person looks like, it can't be a father." If he misunderstands the two of us, it will be troublesome. "Shangguan Shiyu's whole person is going crazy.
I saw a young man walking outside the door, who was handsome, and out of nowhere, the breeze blew, and the silky hair on his forehead floated up, drawing an elegant arc in the air. The black hair reflects the dark eyes, like crystal obsidian, clear and contains a kind of watery tenderness. Delicate facial features, fair skin like a thousand years of ancient jade, flawless, pale, slightly transparent, and has a cold touch. There is always a touch of curvature on the lips, and there is a deep pampering in the beauty of the bewitching. Between the gestures, with a kind of British aristocratic gentlemanly demeanor, elegant and impeccable. The white cufflinks and neat and clean English pinstripe shirt show his rigorous style and show his perfect figure just right. But there is no tie, just a delicate sterling silver cross around the neck, which brings out an air of mystery. At the age of 30, he wore a suit and wore a mature and elegant chic charm. His pupils were a somewhat crystalline hazel, but with a kind of elusiveness. The dazzling golden broken hair is slightly upturned by the wind, with a cute and blurry color, a handsome and charming side face, and a sharpened chin, which is a very exciting boy. With his hands in his pockets, he glanced casually at the banquet center, the corners of his mouth raised, and a wicked smile was fascinating. If a person has the appearance of a god, his heart will not be as simple as that of ordinary humans. There was something hidden under the beautiful aura, and I only saw a god-like person smiling slightly. A kind of self-confidence that everyone is drunk and I am alone, exuding a unique charm. That's right, this person is Shangguan Shiyu's father, Shangguan Yijun.
The woman on the side is Shangguan Shiyu's mother, Lan Shiyu. Wearing a light water blue skirt, long hair hanging down the shoulders, tied with a water blue silk, the hosta is lightly pulled, the tip of the hairpin hangs down like a small chain of water droplets, a slight shake is like the rain is ethereal, the best silk material moves slightly with the action, like the first bloom of the light plum, not to see the luxury but to see the quiet. The eyebrows are clear and beautiful, clear and beautiful, there is a natural freshness to carve, especially the charm between the eyebrows and the lips, elegant and gentle, the view is kind, and the expression is warm but a little indifferent. There is only one poem that describes him: if you add one point, it is too long, if you subtract one point, if you lose one, it is too white, and if you wear it, it is too red. The eyebrows are like green feathers, the muscles are like snow, the waist is like bundles, and the teeth are like shellfish. Yan Ran smiled, confused Yang City, and fascinated Cai.
Shangguan Yijun, "Eh, baby daughter, you let a man sleep in your room and on your bed like this?" Shangguan Yijun asked Shangguan Shiyu with a confused expression.
Shangguan Shiyu said, "Okay, it seems that I can't hide it from you." Here's the thing: A few years ago, I was in a good mood and wanted to go out. Unexpectedly, as soon as I stepped out of the door, I saw him fainting, in front of our Shangguan Mansion. At that time, I remembered my father's sentence "To be a man must have the virtue of a good life", he placed him in the house to recuperate. I didn't expect it. This person has a very strong ability to fight poetry, and I recite poetry with him every day. ”
Ye Yunfeng didn't know this, and her eyes were dizzy on the bed. is still called so by Shangguan Shiyu, and he has never woken up. "You must not have anything to do, Ye Yunfeng!. ”
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