Chapter Eighty-Nine: Xue Hao's Courage (2)
How many heroes and heroes in ancient and modern times are only a handful of loess, how many powerful people can only defend the green mound alone, the rise and fall of the country is a drop in the ocean, and the historical changes are a mayfly. I can't help but shed a tear when I think of the sadness.
Let's go. Falling into rabbit fur, there is no trace.
Why can't you leave even a trace of a tear? Even if it only wets the leader, there are still wet marks for a while, is God going to kill me now?
Suddenly sadness came, and it was dark and I didn't know who was going to go. In his sleep, he seemed to be struggling, and he had already shed tears like rain in his unconscious sleep. Crying for a while and resting for a while, even he doesn't know what to do.
Xue Hao came back from outside the village, and Angzang pressed the handle of the black sheath knife under his belt, and went to the Canghai room without going anywhere else. From a distance, I saw Xuan Zhou and Jin Ting guarding the door of the bedroom and sitting on the threshold of the door.
When the two of them saw it, they greeted him, and Yu Zhou "shh ”
"Uncomfortable?" Xue Hao's thick eyebrows twisted, "What's wrong with him?"
Yu Zhou nodded, "Brother Rong Cheng said that it's okay, just rest." ”
Xue Hao hesitated for a moment, but still said: "I want to go in and see him, and promise to be gentle and not wake him up." ”
Yuzhou Jinting smiled and gave way.
Xue Hao really tiptoed into the house, slowly squatted down in front of the couch, and saw that the two rabbits in the quilt were sleeping on their stomachs with their eyes closed. Xue Hao watched for a while, as if holding his breath and not realizing the time shift, he suddenly realized that there was a white hand on the rabbit's back with a sleeve exposed. A left hand that was almost as white as rabbit fur.
Xue Hao carefully observed his sleeping face, and his gaze fell on that hand again. I looked at his face, and then at his hands. He looked at his hand, then turned his head to look out the door. Yuzhou Jinting turned his back to the door from a distance, and he couldn't see it.
Xue Hao couldn't help but slowly stretched out a finger. Look at his face, look out the door, look at his face again, and swallow hard. Slowly, lightly, and carefully, I placed my finger on the knuckle of the index finger of my left hand and rubbed it slightly.
The man's sudden slightly heavy snort sounded in the silent room, startling Xue Hao into a hot sweat, and he hurriedly withdrew his hand, but nothing happened. Xue Hao only felt red-faced, as if he was caught by a group of people when he was abducted and stolen. Even if he knew that there would never be anyone in the road, even the rabbit would not be able to see it.
Suddenly, the man moved
Xue Hao's heart was so weak that he wanted to flee, but he just retracted the half of his left hand into his sleeve.
Still nothing happened.
Xue Hao felt that his two legs were more tired than squatting for an hour, and he was ready to leave. As he was about to take one more look at him and leave immediately, he suddenly had a bold flash
was caught by him
He even felt like he was just a coward
But the thought had flashed out, and he stretched out his hand again. Fingers. The index finger of the right hand. Slowly leaning towards the cheeks of the sleeping sea.
He felt his heart pounding in his ears like a small drum, he felt that his neck and face must be red in his eyes, and he felt that he could drink the water of a whole well when his mouth was dry.
The rabbit in the man's arms suddenly woke up.
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