"It's really urgent, if the things mentioned in the letter really have something to do with Zique, we can't stay longer for a moment. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info "Shu Lingxue is much older than Sheling, and her mind is more mature, and she often takes the idea when she encounters tricky things.

"Sister Qingmu, why don't you go first?"

"Ling'er!" Shu Lingxue was obviously a little angry, in the past, Sheling was not as indecisive as she is now.

Shering lowered his head and said with tears in his eyes, "I just want to stay with him for a few more days." ”

Shu Lingxue looked at her like this, and couldn't bear to say in her heart: "I'll give you an hour, you go and say goodbye to him." ”

An hour is a long time for Shu Lingxue, because she cares about the safety of a person. It was very short for Shering, because she didn't want to be separated from Lan Ting.

Waiting in life always wears out patience, and gathering has always been rushed.

Sherling called Lan Ting upstairs, and the two of them entered Lan Ting's room. The girl lowered her head, her long hair hid her flickering gaze, and her fair neck was flushed red.

"What's wrong with you?" Lan Ting looked at the somewhat abnormal Sherling, originally thinking about Qin's safety to the bird. But when I saw her, my heart was full of her shadow.

Shering was in a heavy mood and didn't know how to speak, she really didn't want to be separated from Lan Ting. Thinking of the past, he kidnapped him in the cave, ventured to visit him in Jinxiufang, drank his daughter red together, and the moment when he sacrificed his life to save him in Jun Modu. My mind is full of memories of the past, and I suddenly feel that time flies so fast, the two of them have gone from strangers to acquaintances and then know each other, and now they are happy with each other, and the truth is like this, leaving everything behind and flying away with him.

"Aren't you happy?" Lan Ting took her hand, feeling warm and happy.

The most beautiful thing in the world is not that you have thousands of family wealth, 10,000 acres of fertile land, and are admired by 10,000 people, but that the person you like also likes you.

"I'm leaving," Sherin pursed his lips and raised his head to look at the handsome young man in front of him.

"Where are you going, are you going out to eat?" Lan Ting took her other hand up as well, "You wait for me, I'll go with you." ”

"Eat you big-headed ghost, I'm leaving the capital. Tears slid down, and that peerless face was like a flower blooming in summer, and the crystal tears were like morning dew, shining with a small light.

"How do you say just go?" Lan Ting suddenly became anxious, and grabbed her hands tightly, for fear that if she was not careful, she would disappear in front of her eyes.

"I won't let you go!" he hugged her tightly, in fact, he had already regarded her as the only person he loved deeply in his life. It's just that he always buries his deepest feelings in his heart, and he always shows a carefree side.

"I don't want to leave. Shering lay on his shoulder, sniffing the boy's breath, and his heart was excited. So she put her hands around his waist and hugged him tightly.

"If you don't want to go, you won't leave. ”

"But no, this time there is an emergency. ”

"What's so urgent?"

Sherin didn't answer, though Lan Ting had a very important place in her heart. But there are some things that cannot be told to him, not because he does not believe it, but because he knows that there will be danger.

Lan Ting didn't know what was going on in her heart, she just thought she didn't want to tell herself. There was gradually some anger in my heart, but I tried to endure it at this parting. Maybe if she wasn't angry, she might be able to stay.

How often we quarrel with each other when we meet, but when we part, we are unusually quiet. But everyone knows that no matter what they do, they can't keep the person they love in their hearts, and the quarrel is just to miss it less when the world is apart. But he never knew that this affectionate quarrel unknowingly broke the other party's heart.

No matter how hard-hearted a person is, as long as he falls in love with another person, his heart will become soft. How many people are born ruthless, but they are affectionate because of only one person in their whole life.

For a person to be affectionate, a person will be lonely for life.

"I can't bear you!" Lan Ting choked up, he never thought that the parting would come so suddenly.

"I can't bear you either!" Before meeting Lan Ting, Shering had never been so sad. It would be nice if she could stay for a moment longer, she fantasized about the day when the two would get together again in the future, so she cried even more sadly.

Lan Ting whispered in her ear, "You can go with confidence, I will definitely defend you like a jade." He was still joking, if she was destined to be separated, then why didn't he let her go happily?

"Not serious" the girl laughed, but she laughed so hard that the pear blossoms brought rain. When the tears flowed into the corners of her mouth, she found that it was bitter. The bitter taste stayed on the tip of her tongue, and she finally knew that it was bitter.

"I want you to rush up and hug me the next time you see me. She spoke a little loudly, just to make him hear it.

"Yes!" Lan Ting squeezed out a small smile.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door outside, "Ling'er, it's time to go." Shu Lingxue took the luggage, she had hesitated at the door for a long time. Of course, she knew what it was like to part, but she couldn't leave if she didn't leave.

"Didn't you give me an hour?" said Shering, turning his head and looking outside. Although the two doors blocked her view, she seemed to see Shu Lingxue's lonely figure.

"It's been almost two hours!" Shu Lingxue reminded

She Ling frowned, and said unwillingly: "How did it pass so quickly, I think it's less than half an hour." Wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes, he smiled at Lan Ting, "I'm leaving!"

"Okay, be careful on the road, even if you are tired, don't forget to eat, your hungry stomach will turn ugly. Lan Ting put her hands behind her back and clenched each other, for fear that when she turned around, she would reach out and grab her. If that did, he knew he would cry too, and Sherin would be even more sad to see it. So he clenched his hands behind his back, gritted his teeth and smiled a little reluctantly.

Sherin turned around and pushed the door open, and when one foot stepped out, she suddenly wanted to turn around and run to Lan Ting's side and tell him: Actually, I lied to you. Shering looked at Shu Lingxue with a little pleading in her eyes.

Shu Lingxue turned her head, she watched Shering grow up, and the two had a deep sisterhood. If she could, why didn't she want to let the Sherin stay?

"Wow"

"Wow"

"Wow"

Lan Ting counted the stairs that Sherin had walked, and when the twenty-second was over, he ran out like crazy. It was already dark outside the inn, and there were many pedestrians on the street, but there was no trace of the soul.

Finally, the boy cried uncontrollably.

"Boss, bring me a jar of wine, spirits!" Lan Ting turned and shouted at the account desk, and then he ran back to the room with a jar of ten catties of wine.

The boy closed the door, patted the wine seal, and drank it.

He wants to be drunk, because when he is drunk, he can stop thinking about her.

He's going to get drunk, maybe she'll come back when he's awake.

He wants to get drunk because his heart hurts too much.

No one knows how he drank the ten pounds of wine in one fell swoop, staggered to the bed and fell down. Lan Ting groped on the bed with his hands, he was drunk, and suddenly the shadow of the spirit appeared in front of him.

"Where's the hand?" The young man fumbled wildly, perhaps he knew that everything was a fantasy, but he stubbornly refused to give up.

A soft voice suddenly came to mind, "Sleep, wake up and winter will pass, and she will come back when she wakes up." So he fell asleep as hard as he could, and slept very deeply.

The faint aroma of the incense burner in the house wafted out, and how many women in the boudoir were waiting like this, deceiving themselves and getting drunk.

When I woke up drunk, spring was remnant, and the tears of Yetang pear rain were dry.

Yusheng was empty and resentful, and Luo Muxiang Zhongyan did not return.

In the end, it is easy to disperse, and it is idle for a long time, and Mo Jiao hates and damages Zhu Yan.

Who can exhibit the mandarin duck brocade together, and pass the cold night in the West Building.